Don't mess with that necromancer; his summoned creatures level up on their own!

Logically speaking, skill improvement requires repeated use to gradually increase proficiency.

The more advanced the skill, the more practice sessions are required.

Improving proficiency in intermediate-level skills often requires thousands or even tens of thousands of uses.

How can someone reach such a high level of proficiency right after learning a skill?

This is too outrageous.

Lu Zaoxie pondered for a moment and decided to start making up a story.

"Perhaps... this is a gift? You don't know, my son has been different from other children since he was little."

He often lies sprawled on the sofa at home, lost in thought, sometimes for an entire afternoon.

When I was little, I thought he was just giving up, but now that I think about it...

This child may have been grasping the true essence of the elements from a young age, accumulating knowledge and experience before finally taking off after changing careers.

Su Yangwei had just swallowed a mouthful of screen dust when he almost choked on his words.

"Ahem! There's a limit to bragging! You've been able to understand the true meaning of the elements since childhood?"

Why don't you say he was an elemental god in his past life? Do you even believe that yourself?

Lu Zaoxie looked at him with a smile.

"Old Su, this is just jealousy. Is it so hard to admit that others are excellent?"

The world is vast and full of wonders; some people exist solely to defy common sense, and my son is one of them.

Yu Xiaogang nodded, his gaze falling on the boy waiting to be teleported on the screen: "No matter what method you use, the result doesn't lie."

Such an astonishing learning speed and control—if someone could get into our Azure Dragon Class… their future would be limitless.”

After he finished speaking, he added, "But Lao Lu, if you could let him lie down less and stand more, it might be more in line with the recruitment image."

Lu Zaoxie laughed and said, "That's beyond my control."

The huge square outside the examination hall was bustling with noise.

Tens of thousands of eliminated candidates are looking up at the huge list hanging in mid-air.

According to the rules, they must wait here for the final points ranking to be announced, and for the list of the top 200 to enter the second stage to be confirmed.

On the list, two lines of text stood out.

[First Place: Lu Zhixing, Current Floor: 23]

[Second Place: Su Youran, Current Floor: 13]

Third place: ...

Tens of thousands of candidates focused their attention on the first line.

Twenty-three to thirteen, a difference of a full ten floors.

"Holy crap... Twenty-three floors already? This tower only has thirty floors in total. Is Young Master Lu really going to break through the Trial Tower?"

"Damn it, I was eliminated on the third floor, while others have already made it to the twenty-third floor..."

Is this the inequality of the world? No, can the differences between people really be this great?

Someone in the crowd frowned and retorted, "Wasn't Lu Zhixing supposed to be a necromancer? Who has such a powerful necromancer? Did he cheat?"

"It shouldn't be cheating, right? Do you really think the review committee is just sitting around doing nothing?"

With so many surveillance cameras watching, how could there be an opportunity to cheat?

Besides, his father is the chief examiner. If he really cheated, wouldn't that tarnish his father's reputation? The Lu family wouldn't be that stupid.

A test-taker wearing glasses pushed up his glasses: "Didn't Su Youran's cronies, who came in second place, brag about being the 'ceiling of Dachang City'?"

And the ceiling? There's a difference of a full ten floors.

"What do you think Su Youran's expression will be when she comes out and sees this list?"

"It'll probably feel as bad as eating shit, hahaha..."

On one side of the square, Ye Qinglan leaned against a luxury car with her arms crossed.

Ah Hu squatted on the ground, holding a pair of binoculars he had somehow acquired, and looked up at the large screen through them.

I chuckled as I watched the numbers on the list keep changing.

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of our young master, he's far ahead of everyone else. That girl from the Su family can't even see his taillights."

Ye Qinglan chuckled lightly: "That's natural. Those people only saw the young master's laziness, but they didn't know that it was the composure unique to the strong."

The young master is just too lazy to do those meaningless things, it doesn't mean he can't do them.

She paused, her gaze falling on the media reporters in the distance carrying their cameras and microphones.

They were gathered around the bottom of the list, frantically taking pictures of the two lines of numbers.

"When the young master comes out of the trial tower, he will probably be surrounded by reporters."

Ah Hu put down his binoculars and looked around the square.

At least thirty or forty media outlets had already set up their equipment, cameras pointed at the list, microphones in hand, just waiting for an interviewee to appear.

Ah Hu licked his lips: "Captain Ye, I reckon tomorrow the headlines across the entire country will be about our young master. He's really going to be famous this time!"

A white teleportation beam suddenly lit up in the plaza outside the Trial Tower.

Countless gazes were simultaneously cast upon them.

That's the sign that a candidate is teleported out of the tower after being eliminated or passing the test.

As the light faded, Su Youran's figure emerged from the pillar of light.

She wasn't in good condition.

The silver-white combat suit was covered in dust and dark red stains.

Her long hair had fallen from a high ponytail to a low ponytail, with a few stray strands sticking to her forehead.

She was breathing heavily, her face bearing her usual arrogant expression, trying to hide her exhaustion.

The fifteenth floor.

This is her final score.

Although she was stopped at the fifteenth floor, she had absolute confidence.

It should be noted that in previous years, very few candidates were able to pass the tenth level of the major exam, let alone her reaching the fifteenth level.

This achievement was enough to make her stand out from the crowd. She leaned against a stone pillar by the square, trying to calm her breathing.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, she will be the top scorer in this year's exam.

Once the list is released, all those who questioned her will shut up.

Su Youran looked around and saw the square packed with examinees.

At least tens of thousands of people gathered here, some sitting on the ground, some leaning against the wall, and some whispering in small groups.

Su Youran's lips curled up slightly. Sure enough, it seemed that most of them had been eliminated.

There's probably no one who can compete with her.

Several followers squeezed through the crowd and scurried up to Su Youran.

The leader of the henchmen was holding a towel and water, but his expression was strange.

Su Youran took the water and drank a sip, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Why the long face? Did someone in your family die?"

My score is the pinnacle of an S-class genius.

Shouldn't these people be cheering and shouting "Miss Su is awesome!"?

Who is this gloomy face, like someone who has lost their parents, meant for?

The henchman wiped away cold sweat, his voice trembling slightly: "No...no...Miss Su, your score is indeed impressive, fifteen floors. In previous years, you would definitely have been the top scorer, but..."

"But what?"

"You...you look at the list above..." The henchman cautiously pointed to the huge light screen behind Su Youran.

Su Youran snorted coldly and turned away with a disdainful expression.

"What's so interesting? Look at my unparalleled speed..."

On the list, the number one spot had three words written on it:

Lu Zhixing. This was followed by a line of smaller print.

Current floor: 29. Time elapsed: 48 seconds.

Second place: Su Youran. Current floor: 15.

Twenty-nine to fifteen.

A difference of fourteen floors.

She stared at the line of text for three seconds, making sure she wasn't mistaken, and then her pupils contracted sharply.

"Second place?! How could I possibly be second place?!"

All eyes in the square were on her.

The previously noisy discussion fell silent, and everyone was looking at her.

"No, that can't be... It's a system bug! It's displaying incorrectly, right? Or is Lu Zhixing cheating? Yes! He definitely cheated! He used illegal tools in the exam room—"

A follower cautiously approached, his voice trembling with tears: "We've been watching for ages, Young Master Lu... he's too fierce."

I cleared each level in about ten seconds, and it took me less than half an hour to go from the first level to the twenty-ninth level.

There were several times when I was waiting to be teleported, so the actual fighting time probably didn't add up to more than five minutes...

Su Youran's eyes reddened: "Did I ask you to speak?!"

The henchman shrank back in fear and dared not utter another word.

Su Youran withdrew her gaze, staring intently at the name on the list, her hands clenched into fists.

She blurted out "Lu Zhixing cheated," but deep down she knew it was almost impossible.

The consequences of cheating on such a major exam are extremely serious, since the selected geniuses will all be going to the battlefield to fight monsters or guard a region in the future.

If some incompetent person manages to sneak in by cheating, they might end up ruining their teammates on the battlefield. Lu Zaoxie doesn't have that kind of guts.

Besides, the Lu family is so well-off, they have no motive for doing that.

But she still couldn't believe that Lu Zhixing, a mere necromancer, was stronger than her.

She trained relentlessly from a young age, and after changing her class, she honed her skills day and night, eventually awakening the S-rank Nine Heavens Phoenix.

She has no shortage of talent and hard work, but Lu Zhixing, she has watched him sleep in late, eat snacks, and doze off in the Trial Tower.

Then he reached the top, the 29th floor, in 48 seconds.

She just couldn't understand it.

Discussions arose in the square, and all eyes were focused on the towering Trial Tower.

The runes on the tower grew brighter and brighter, as if responding to some kind of intense energy erupting from within.

Someone looked up and couldn't help but ask, "Do you think... Young Master Lu could actually clear all thirty floors?"

Upon hearing this, Su Youran sneered, "Thirty floors? No one has been able to do that in all these years. What makes a necromancer think he can?"

She said that, but deep down she felt a sense of unease that she herself was unwilling to admit.

The murmurs in the square grew louder.

Some people are guessing what the configuration of the thirtieth floor is, while others are calculating how long it will take Lu Zhixing to clear all thirty floors.

Inside the Trial Tower, on the twenty-ninth floor.

A desolate desert landscape.

Starting from the 26th floor, the layout is no longer the same as the main hall.

Instead, various changes began to occur—jungles, swamps, snow-capped mountains, deserts, each layer being a complete ecosystem.

The monsters are no longer just goblins or gargoyles, but terrain-adapted monsters, each with the advantage of the terrain.

System prompt:

[Congratulations, candidate Lu Zhixing! You have cleared the 29th floor! Time: 48 seconds! Please prepare to enter the 30th floor in five minutes!]

Lu Zhixing patted the sand off his backside and sighed, a rare occurrence for him: "Phew..." Dozens of huge desert scorpion corpses lay scattered at his feet.

Those scorpions have incredibly hard shells and can burrow underground to ambush you, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

He stretched his stiff neck and glanced at the several dilapidated Walls of Sighs around him.

"This is getting a bit difficult..." Lu Zhixing unusually did not lie down.

After that battle, he couldn't even stand still.

The scorpions emerged from beneath the sand, their positions completely unpredictable. To avoid their attacks, he had to get up and move slightly.

Lu Zhixing stretched his shoulders and looked down at the broken Wall of Sighs: "I'm tired, let's finish this quickly."

The little zombie jumped down from the wall, its fists still dripping dark green scorpion blood.

"Awesome! This is real fighting! Those scorpions were something else; they actually withstood two of my punches!"

The little zombie jumped twice in place, flexing its wrists.

"I love this! It can burrow underground, launch sneak attacks, and use feints! It's much more interesting than those goblins that just stand there waiting to die!"

Lu Zhixing glanced at it: "You got hit twice just now."

The little zombie's voice paused:

"...That was due to my carelessness; it was just their luck."

The little vampire crossed his arms and held his chin high.

[After this is over, I'm going to drink blood, lots of blood, you hear me, you little minions?]

The teleportation countdown has reached zero.

Space is distorted, and the scene changes.

The desert disappeared, replaced by a huge circular arena.

Trial Tower, 30th floor. Final floor.

The broadcast started:

[Congratulations to candidate Lu Zhixing for reaching the final level of the Trial Tower! This level is the ultimate trial!]

Monster Level: 25.

Number of monsters: 50.

[BOSS: One.]

Best of luck.

-

The moment the image of the thirtieth floor unfolded on the main screen, Shen Jing suddenly gripped Lu Zaoxie's arm tightly.

"The thirtieth floor... a realm no candidate has ever set foot in before... can Zhixing really do it?"

Lu Zaoxie reached out and gently patted the back of his wife's hand.

"Honey, with 'soul protection' around, even if we fail, our lives won't be in danger. Don't worry."

"Besides, have you forgotten that our son still has a trump card he hasn't used yet?"

Shen Jing froze, then her eyes lit up: "You mean...that?"

"That's right, that's a divine skill that so many people covet... No matter how powerful the BOSS on the thirtieth floor is, he's only level twenty-five."

Just imagine, a level 25 boss facing a combination of Wind and Blood elemental attacks would be in serious trouble.

Yu Xiaogang also spoke up: "Sister-in-law, Lao Lu is right. Let's just watch the show in peace. I think your Lu Zhixing really has a chance to become the first candidate in history to clear the Trial Tower."

In the corner, Su Yangwei was holding a pile of dark gray screen powder. The smell was indeed a bit pungent, and he had to drink several sips of tea to calm it down.

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, he sneered repeatedly.

"Pass the level? Dream on!"

His gaze fell on the stone door that was opening, and his tone was resolute.

"The last five levels are all random maps. Didn't you guys realize that the thirtieth level is the most disgusting 'Death Arena'?"

"The boss guarding this floor is the Shadow Death Demon, which is extremely effective against ranged classes."