46-All Stats over 1k.
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Su Mo watched the Three-Eye Clan swarm toward him. With a fierce swing of the Void-Tiger Blade in his left hand, he unleashed the [Void Slash] skill.
A massive blade arc slashed forward, tearing cracks through space itself. Nothing could stop its advance.
Trees, rocks, Three-Eyes—all sliced clean in half.
Maybe the cut was too sharp—severed trees and Three-Eyes stood still for a few seconds before collapsing.
The cuts were smooth and flawless, not a single jagged edge.
One swing, and Su Mo took out over 30 Three-Eyes.
He was pretty satisfied with the skill. The only downside? The blade was too light.
It felt like nothing in his hand.
With his current strength attribute, he could lift 10 tons with ease.
Yet the Void-Tiger Blade didn't even weigh 50 kilograms.
It was like a giant swinging a feather to flatten foes—what's the difference?
Plus, the [Void Slash] skill had a two-minute cooldown, which he wasn't thrilled about.
But on second thought, it was a weapon skill—cooldowns were normal. Unlike his own skills, where stacking physique let him spam them without limit.
Of course, some skills with special effects were exceptions—like his [Devastating Strike], which spiked his stats instantly.
Still, the Void-Tiger Blade's taunt and cutting power stood out.
Especially its crit boost. For boss fights, it might pull off some surprises.
Every 10 strength points added 1 crit chance. With his strength past 1,000, that pushed his crit rate over 110%.
Meaning every hit with the Void-Tiger Blade was a guaranteed crit!
For small fry, though, he didn't love swinging such a featherweight weapon.
But he'd never skip the taunt skill.
With that in mind, he slung the Void-Tiger Blade over his back and gripped the Yue-Breaking Fang Tian Halberd in his right hand.
He cranked the halberd's weight to 11 tons. His strength attribute jumped another 110 points—a solid 1/10 boost, pretty fearsome.
To Su Mo, though, it was just a drop in the bucket. 110 strength? He'd get that killing 110 monsters.
He didn't care much, but for others, every free attribute point was gold.
The halberd's attached skill was useless to him, but he loved the weapon anyway.
Two reasons: First, it was badass. Strength might come and go, but style was forever.
Picture him on a towering steed, Fang Tian Halberd in hand—how epic would that be?
Second, it was heavy enough. A weapon's gotta feel right in the hand—at least for Su Mo.
Feeling that long-lost heft from the halberd, his excitement surged.
[Mountain Collapse, Earth Shatter]
[Mountain Collapse, Earth Shatter]
[Mountain Collapse, Earth Shatter]
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From then on, Su Mo went nuts, never letting up on his skills.
The weighty halberd slammed into the ground again and again, each strike turning a fan-shaped swath of earth to dust.
Maybe it just handled better, or maybe the weapon's stat boosts kicked in.
Either way, it felt way more satisfying than that Level 60 blank horse-slashing saber.
He carved forward, leaving a trail of ravaged, barren land. Forget trees—rocks got pulverized too.
Amid the booming chaos of [Mountain Collapse, Earth Shatter], a tiger roar rang out now and then. Three-Eyes went berserk, charging Su Mo from all sides.
With 1,000 physique, he barely felt tired.
Even spamming skills nonstop didn't faze him.
After mowing down another batch of Three-Eyes, his free attribute points finally broke the 1,000 mark.
No hesitation—he dumped them into speed.
Strength, defense, physique, speed—the four pillars of a warrior profession.
For a normal awakened, hitting 1,000 in one stat before Level 60 was a stroke of insane luck.
Even rare or top-tier professions might max out two.
But Su Mo? He wanted them all!
His speed was already 542—only 458 points got it past 1,000.
Since he'd set his sights on being a hexagonal warrior, he wouldn't skimp on crit chance or mental either.
Mental seemed useless to him now, but free attribute points were cheap to him.
Useless today didn't mean useless tomorrow. Maybe he'd snag a mental attack skill later.
With that, he threw the rest into crit chance, rocketing it to 556%.
Every punch now dealt 5x crit damage.
1,000 strength with 5x crit—what a terrifying combo.
If he pushed crit to 1,000, that'd be 10x damage.
With stats like these, even some Gold-rank warriors wouldn't be safe from him.
Old Man Wang's defense was only 8,000, after all.
No pause—Su Mo shifted his feet, covering a kilometer in a blink.
A tiger roar echoed. He stood still, waiting for the Three-Eyes to charge.
Explosive booms followed as he fought and moved, picking up speed.
Halfway through the exam, a giant leaderboard lit up the sky.
Su Mo glanced up—4 hours left on the countdown, and the top 10 point rankings:
[Su Mo: Current Points - 3,420]
[Chu Tian: Current Points - 3,000]
[Xiao Hongtu: Current Points - 2,980]
[Liu Changfeng: Current Points - 2,500]
[Xiao Hongyu: Current Points - 2,300]
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Su Mo skimmed it—his name sat proudly at the top.
No surprise there. Since entering the dungeon,
he'd only paused once, when his experience bar filled up and he met Tu Hongwu.
After that, he was either killing or heading to kill more.
With his new weapons, his efficiency had spiked.
The Tiger Roar taunt meant he didn't have to chase monsters anymore.
But seeing Chu Tian's points just 400 behind gave him pause—guy had some chops.
Even with Su Mo's insane pace, someone was keeping up—barely.
Then it clicked—Chu Tian was probably hunting elites above Level 50. One of those netted 500 points.
Su Mo chuckled, shaking his head, ready to trigger Tiger Roar again.
But the next leaderboard update hit—Chu Tian's points jumped 500, knocking him off the top spot.
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