Super Gene Optimization Fluid

Fuchen was slightly startled. He had not expected that Xia Fei would be crazy enough to accept all these challenges!

The system faithfully did as Xia Fei ordered, and soon enough, all the challenge requests of these three hundred eighteen people turned green, and they were subsequently transported to Xia Fei's simulated arena in chronological order, with the number one challenger coming in first and so on.

"Quickly come look! Some fool has accepted all the challenge requests!" someone in the great hall said as he chortled.

"Where? Where? What model is he using? What's his win rate?"

The models used in simulation battles were very important. As each model was based on a real warrior, using a powerful warrior could of course give the user an advantage, making it easier to win against opponents. Meanwhile, the win rate also had a certain referential value.

"Who do you think is the worst warrior model in the soul battle system?"

"Do you have to ask? Of course, it's that jinx. Everybody knows that—no, wait. You're not telling me that this person is using that jinx! They actually accepted three hundred eighteen challenges with that jinx!" the man blurted out after having a good look on the screen.

"He must be crazy or a masochist. No one is foolish enough to choose that jinx, and no one actually dares to use it to challenge everyone!"

"A model with only a 0.03% win rate! This universe sure is crazy."

"Whatever. There's no way for us to stop him if he gets enjoyment from his suffering. Too bad I sent my challenge a little late and got queued in the two hundred. I wonder if he can last till it's my turn to give him a vicious trashing!" a pockmarked girl said with a hand over her mouth.

Xia Fei's decision had immediately created quite the stir on The Mammoth. Fortunately, most of the people who used the battle simulation system were regular folks, who were looking for entertainment. As for the intermediate and up warriors, they would hardly notice the commotion happening with the novice system.

...

On the simulated battlefield, Blizzard Valley.

Xia Fei was no longer in his half-transparent state. The system had been in the process of rendering his model, and by the time it was done, Xia Fei examined the state he was in and frowned. "Why do I have just one arm?!"

Fuchen's beard was already crooked from laughing raucously. "Well, you're the one who chose the jinx. This model you got is historically the one with the lowest win rate in the entire Soul Battle Simulation company, not even three of a thousandth. It essentially means that only three in every ten thousand users can use this model to win against someone else!"

Xia Fei was speechless. It seemed like he had really gotten unlucky this time. He had picked the worst model, not to mention that he only had one arm. The body was also in a terrible state, and this model hardly seemed like someone who had a Soul Mark.

If Xia Fei knew of Xiao Xing's past, he would probably understand why this model was in such a terrible shape. As a former genius, Xiao Xing naturally had his time of glory, having transcended to the Founder tier and established his first Soul Mark at the tender age of twenty-one, which was even earlier than Xia Fei.

Still, Xia Fei and Xiao Xing were in different environments. Xia Fei was in the Law Realm, which was a level lower than the Alpha Universe, making it that much harder for him to advance.

Just as Xiao Xing was complacently preparing to climb greater heights, misfortune struck. An expert whom he could not defeat attacked him and crippled him for good.

In the Alpha Universe, the statement of experts being immortal had been rewritten. No matter how powerful their Seeds of Life might be, they were still incapable of withstanding a soul attack. A blow from a powerful expert could destroy the soul, and even an immortal arhat would be unable to recover from that.

Xiao Xing suffered from precisely such a soul attack, but the miracle was that, while a good half of Xiao Xing's soul had been destroyed, he survived. This could be considered a gift from the heavens, and after many years of hard work, Xiao Xing ultimately failed to return to his peak state, so when Xia Fei accepted Xiao Xing's model, he quickly felt that he had been conned. This model's cultivation was so unsatisfactory that it was completely outside of Xia Fei's expectations.

The Soul Battle Simulation company would never neglect to collect the data of every unique warrior, so Xiao Xing was put in their records as someone who had suffered a soul attack and lived to tell the tale.

The pouting Xia Fei took two steps forward while he rotated this model's only arm, muttering, "Given how things have panned out, all I can do is get used to this as best as I can. Hopefully, this model can keep up with the tempo of my attack.

Tempo was crucial to a speed-type warrior like Xia Fei, and they would often unleash a series of impossible-to-predict punches before their enemy could get ready. This was why people claiming that speed was the most heaven-defying ability in the universe could not be deemed as an exaggeration.

*Swish*

This was when the virtual warrior across him appeared. It was that insolent and bespectacled youth, looking rather refined as he exuded arrogance.

He was no warrior and was just playing this game purely for entertainment.

Regular people would say they were experiencing the joy of combat, but they were ultimately just mortals who had no cultivation to speak of. They knew nothing about how to attack or how to receive an attack, so how could they call it 'combat'?

This youth had been abused like crazy in his previous simulated fights. Practically everyone knew that Xiao Xing was a lousy model, and those who used him would always end up losing, with not even a 0.03% win rate. The victory anyone could achieve while using it was purely an accident.

This was also why this youth had locked onto Xia Fei, hoping to claw back some face through him.

'Having been stomped on by everyone, it's now my turn to do the stomping!' must be what this youth was thinking inside.

Pointing at Xia Fei, just as the youth planned to begin his tirade, the indicator light, which showed when they could begin the fight, turned green.

"I want—"

*Crunch*

Just as the refined youth said those two words, Xia Fei moved. While his model lacked the reaction time and speed that Xia Fei inherently possessed, he still had the experience from the hundreds of battles he had been in!

Without wasting another breath, the first second the indicator lights turned green, Xia Fei charged forward and slapped that talkative youth across his face and, with a lift of his right leg, kicked that youth in his crotch. He immediately followed this up by unsheathing his shortsword and plunging it upward, right into that youth's heart!

*Squelch*

The virtual effects were very realistic, and well-over-a-meter blood spurted out from that unlucky youth, killing him right on the spot!

"'Want'? 'Want' what? You should shut the f*ck up!" Xia Fei wiped the blade on his pants and scoffed off-handedly.

It had something to do with experience—the gulf between their experience!

To Xia Fei, this was not a virtual battle but rather a struggle between life and death!

The youth attempting to utter some cutting words was the perfect chance for Xia Fei to deliver the killing blow!

Regardless of how powerful a model warrior anyone controlled, the price for underestimating an opponent was still death! What more since the opponent, in this case, was the devious and crafty Xia Fei.

In the hall, a lone, miserable-looking youth slowly walked out of a simulation cabin. His two legs were closed tightly, while his face was all green!

Xia Fei's attack had been truly brutal. In order for everyone to experience the joy of killing, no armor was worn in simulated battles. Xia Fei's kick connected with his nether region. It was already a good thing that the youth did not pass out there and then. After all, this was not a common point, and the unpleasantness was far greater than a stab!

"MOM!"

A scream echoed in the hall and that youth collapsed on the ground, the pain so overwhelming he now lay curled on the floor in a fetal position.

Those who had watched the fight were shocked, no matter if they were cultivators or not.

After all, the win rate of Xiao Xing was there for all to see. Few could win with that model, yet Xia Fei managed to shock the audience the moment he made his move! It was a lethal blow that had been achieved with the notorious jinx! It was a sinister insta-kill!

Xia Fei raised the curtain to this battle with a swift kick to the groin, and the system reacted just as quickly. The second opponent appeared instantly, not giving Xia Fei any breathing time.

A cold gaze from Xia Fei. He had used the most basic moves when he closed the distance and insta-killed the youth, but unfortunately, this model of Xiao Xing was simply too poor. Xia Fei's heart rate increased as he sensed a slight numbing in his left arm.

'Not good! This body is too lousy; I'll need to be creative with it,' Xia Fei thought.

His second opponent was a middle-aged man with a face full of fat. He was not particularly old, yet the ravages of alcohol had already gripped him. Well-dressed, the person seemed to be a businessman.

Businessmen had their unique shrewdness, and having seen how the youth from before had been beaten, he took careful note of the mistake. He did not spare any words and adopted a defensive stance right from the get-go.

Though Xia Fei had demonstrated a very strong desire to fight just then, the businessman had responded with great professionalism. He believed that, though he had no cultivation to speak of, he had experienced simulated battles from his many years of playing the game. As long as he did not make many mistakes and played defensively, he was convinced that he could find the path to victory.

*Ding*

The indicator light turned green, and the battle began.

'Let's see what you can do with me not taking the initiative. If you take the initiative, then I'll just face you head-on. After all, your model is much weaker and even lacks an arm,' the middle-aged man thought, gingerly shifting his steps as he maintained his distance from Xia Fei.

Alas, while he was playing it safe, Xia Fei had already acted aggressively!

Only after a second of observation, Xia Fei had made his move. He charged right at the middle-aged man and revealed numerous flaws.

'Here's my chance!' The man excitedly cheered inwardly. With a single thrust, he unleashed a Soul Shade!

As someone who had participated in so many soul battles over the years, this businessman could be considered as having a modicum of awareness.

"Crafty Approach!"

Xia Fei changed his pace, his two legs moving in a crisscross direction, and very nimbly evaded that Soul Shade. He then appeared at that fat man's side and brandished his shortsword.

The fatty used the weapon in his other hand to block the attack, but the edge of Xia Fei's shortsword suddenly turned downward, and it slashed at his calf, instead.

With his calf injured, he lost his balance. The fatty went pale as his body toppled over; Xia Fei's shortsword brushed across his neck thereafter.

*Squelch!*

...

The fighting continued, with everyone simply unable to believe that Xia Fei had actually used Xiao Xing to get seventeen consecutive wins!

These virtual opponents of Xia Fei fell one by one, with one being worse off than the last.

Fuchen dumbfoundedly watched this, asking the ghost in his soul weapon, "Have you seen someone kill like this before?"

"Not at all. The methods Xia Fei used are too insidious. No matter what, his blade will always be targeting the most private areas," replied the immortal spirit while gulping.

"You're right. Xia Fei is really insidious. Those people are sure likely in great pain from his attacks." Fuchen subconsciously reached to touch his crotch as he said this.

Just then, the eighteenth challenger fell after having received a tragic blow from Xia Fei.

Xia Fei did not care if the methods he employed were sinister or otherwise. As long as he could kill his enemies, then it was good enough for him! In order to achieve his goal, he was willing to use everything and anything within his means!

"Oh, my! That's eighteen consecutive wins for you!" The people in the hall had already doubled in number; watching Xia Fei's eighteenth kill, the crowd clamored in extreme shock.

Having used the weakest model, Xiao Xing, to achieve eighteen consecutive wins, this was worthy of being a record!

Xia Fei sheathed his shortsword, all along feeling the least bit proud of what he had done. Instead, he was in deep thought.

'How interesting. It seems that this model is a special case." Xia Fei stroked his chin while he mulled this over.

After a series of grueling battles, Xia Fei eventually got used to this model acknowledged by many as the worst in the history of this soul battle simulation system.