My Broken Sabre Has Murderous Intent

1000 years ago, the humans of the Blue Planet, who were venturing into space for the first time, accidentally entered an alternate dimension battlefield. The world entered the cultivation age.
With the core of stars as their foundations, they activated talents and tempered the star veins. They were called the star warriors.
Lu Lin, who had transmigrated to this world, activated double talents during his national examinations:
His star power was doubled, so his combat flight time approached infinity.
His potential was doubled, so his double talents would improve each other.
His combat ability was doubled, so his sensing ability could help him easily find his opponent’s weak spots.
His survival ability was doubled. By seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, he became the survival master in this alternate dimension.
His threatening presence was doubled. With a death stare, he could rob the enemy of their will and leave them helpless to the slaughter.
Many years later, Lu Lin was given the titles Demon King of Humans, Incredible Perpetual Motion Engine, Human Techniques Collection, The Nightmare of the Other Races, Battlefield Treasure Harvester, Desolate Environment Survival Master, Universe Lord of Fortune, Secret Zone Overseer, etc. 
When he was being interviewed, he said, “I truly am just an ordinary person. If you wish to do what I did, it is actually very simple—you just need a pair of eyes.”

Exotic Battlefield: I Can Activate Dual Talents

Shang Wenming chuckled and waited for Lu Lin's attack. That was what he did when facing other boxers earlier; just when those people thought they had successfully attacked him, he would send them flying. He didn't move, and Lu Lin didn't move either.

Although Lu Lin had come to crush some weaklings, his own ability was already much higher than his opponent's. At this point, to take the initiative to attack would be somewhat embarrassing.

The two stood still on the stage for about thirty seconds.

Shang Wenming finally couldn't wait any longer. He had already defeated most of the boxers in the Wild Kill Martial Arts Hall. Lu Lin was the last one. The sooner the match ended, the sooner he could call it a day.

Thinking of this, Shang Wenming stepped forward and approached Lu Lin.

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Lin had already grabbed his fist.

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