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In a human gathering place like District 50, death is not uncommon.

The closer to the outer edges of the district, the worse the public order, and the higher the probability of death.

Especially in the outermost area like District 49, the public order in these outer areas is extremely poor.

Among all of District 50, the worst public order is in this outer ring.

So there’s no need to worry that the bodies of a few people will cause too much of a stir; the upper echelons won’t care about the death of insects, especially worthless ones.

The only one to worry about is that Brother Bao.

Perhaps he should find a way to deal with him in advance.

Lu Qianyuan pondered, but after a moment, he gave up on the idea.

He should consider this after he has replicated Rampage; dealing with Brother Bao now would be difficult.

In two more days, he will be able to replicate Rampage, and then he can go replicate other skills.

As long as he can replicate a relatively powerful skill, then dealing with Brother Bao will definitely be as easy as turning over his hand.

After deactivating Rampage, Lu Qianyuan felt waves of fatigue.

Originally, he had planned to improve his strength, but it seemed there was no opportunity now; he could only wait for his body to recover first.

Lu Qianyuan finished his meal and then fell into a deep sleep.

Time quickly advanced to the next day.

Lu Qianyuan slept until the afternoon; the weakness brought on by Rampage required him to rest longer.

However, after recovering for so long, the weakness from Rampage also ended.

He hadn't activated it for long, only about a minute; if his physical fitness hadn't been so weak, he would have recovered much sooner.

Lu Qianyuan glanced at the time: three in the afternoon, still two hours until his appointment with Ye Yan, so he could make some improvements.

He picked up the backpack beside him, then took out a bottle of Origin Qi Enhancement Potion from it and drank it in one gulp.

His super strong Mental Energy allowed him to perfectly absorb the potion's power; even drinking it all at once, he didn't need to worry about any risks.

With one potion down, Lu Qianyuan also felt that the Origin Qi within his body had increased significantly.

He immediately refined and absorbed it, and before long, the Origin Qi he had absorbed into his body was completely assimilated.

One step closer to First-Order Second-Level, Lu Qianyuan continued his efforts.

After consuming three potions, Lu Qianyuan’s Origin Qi Realm smoothly reached First-Order Second-Level.

It cost nearly ten thousand yuan worth of resources to achieve this; for an ordinary person, it would take an unknown amount of time.

Lu Qianyuan checked the time; it was almost time for school to let out.

He left the hotel and headed to the school gate.

...

At the academy gate.

Ye Yan was waiting alone for Lu Qianyuan's arrival; he was determined to get the Slayer of Shadows.

It was already half an hour after school, and most of the students had left, with only a few still waiting.

Just as Ye Yan was waiting, a group of people with unfriendly expressions approached him, looking at him with ill intent.

“Are you Ye Yan?”

“No, you’ve got the wrong person.”

Ye Yan shook his head; people like this, at a glance, were clearly looking for trouble. If he admitted it, a fight would be unavoidable.

Then, if he beat the small ones, the big ones would come; if he beat the big ones, the old ones would come, one after another, endlessly troublesome.

He didn’t have time to play these show-off games with these people now.

“It’s him, it’s him!”

A close-cropped young man from the side emerged from behind Zhang Long, pointing at Ye Yan and saying.

Ye Yan looked at Zhang Hu, helplessly rubbing his forehead.

In this afternoon’s practical combat class, Ye Yan happened to encounter him.

The two fought for first place, and the result was naturally Ye Yan’s victory.

Zhang Hu had boasted before the battle began that he would definitely take first place.

As a result, he was knocked down by Ye Yan in three moves, and Ye Yan didn’t even use his Battle Spirit abilities.

This result naturally made Zhang Hu incredulous, as Ye Yan was usually at a mid-tier level in the class and simply couldn't be his opponent.

The huge disparity made it difficult for Zhang Hu to accept, so he chose to find external help to regain his face.

“So what if it’s me? What do you want?”

Ye Yan stopped pretending and said directly.

“Simple. Hand over all the resources for first place, then apologize obediently to my younger brother, and hand over the Battle Skill you performed. Then this matter will be over.”

Zhang Long showed a cold smile, his face full of disdain.

Ye Yan sighed helplessly; it wasn’t that he couldn’t beat Zhang Long, but that the other party was simply troublesome, and continuing this would definitely be endless.

“You’re inferior in skill, yet you still have the nerve to bark in front of me. Aren’t you ashamed?”

Having said this, Ye Yan no longer held back his words.

Since he was going to offend them anyway, he might as well offend them severely, then beat them up to make them behave for a while.

“Hmph, so what? The one who laughs last is the winner. I have people helping me, so why can’t I use them?”

Zhang Hu felt no shame about inviting external help; he saw it as merely the correct use of his own resources.

He wasn't simply seeking revenge; it was more for the Battle Skill that Ye Yan possessed.

Without resources, he relied on snatching and plundering.

“A bunch of trash, even combined, still just trash.”

Ye Yan shook his head, as if thinking of something regrettable.

“Whether we’re trash or not, we’ll know after we fight. You’d better be careful next, otherwise… Hmph.”

Zhang Long’s eyes revealed a fierce glint, then he turned and left with his people. This was the school gate, and he wasn’t planning to make a move here.

“Let’s go.”

Zhang Long and his group left directly, leaving Ye Yan alone.

After the few people left, Ye Yan’s phone suddenly rang; it was a message from Lu Qianyuan.

‘Come to the alley 300 meters to the left of the school gate.’

Ye Yan followed Lu Qianyuan’s instructions and arrived at the designated location, but it was empty.

Just as he was searching around, Lu Qianyuan appeared leisurely from a corner, munching on skewers.

“Why did you change locations?”

Ye Yan looked at Lu Qianyuan with some surprise; he hadn’t noticed him hiding there.

“Those idiots are still watching.”

“…”

“Forget it, here’s your stuff. Remember, in ten days, I must see the Slayer of Shadows.”

Ye Yan was unwilling to argue further on this matter. He took out a notebook from his backpack and handed it to Lu Qianyuan.

This was a replica of Battle Skills he had written overnight, recording the methods for executing Swift Step and Guan Xin Finger, as well as the method that could improve innate Aptitude.

Lu Qianyuan took the notebook and incidentally touched Ye Yan’s palm, then he began to flip through it.

“Read it slowly at home. If you lose it, I won’t replace it.”

“Understood.”

Lu Qianyuan replied casually, his eyes, however, never leaving the notebook.

He ate and read the notes, but his mind was on another matter.

He had just tried to replicate Ye Yan’s abilities, but he found that Ye Yan had not undergone Battle Spirit Fusion.

Ye Yan’s strength was considerable, but he hadn’t undergone Battle Spirit Fusion, which was somewhat surprising.

If he didn’t have a Battle Spirit, then his strength was entirely from himself. From this perspective, Ye Yan’s strength was indeed very powerful.