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Take one step — gain 1x100 experience — and a basic body technique evolves into a Yellow-rank Technique!

Throw a punch — gain 1x100 experience — and a basic fist technique advances to a Yellow-rank martial art!

Swallow a single cultivation pill — gain 1x100 experience — and your realm leaps from Body Tempering Level Three to Level Six in an instant!

Glance at the sword marks on a stone — gain 1x100 experience — and instantly comprehend the First Level of Sword Intent!

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Jiang Chen transmigrated to another world and accidentally awakened the Hundredfold Cultivation System.

Now, with every step, every strike, every breath — he grows stronger.

Basic martial techniques? He can evolve them to Heaven-rank arts just by practicing casually.

Need to raise his cultivation? One pill, and his strength skyrockets like a rocket.

Sword intent? Alchemy? Martial mastery? With a hundredfold cultivation boost, what others spend decades on takes him only minutes.

With the Hundredfold Cultivation System in his hands, Jiang Chen will crush all who dare oppose him.

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A Hundredfold Training System Instantly Upgrades 999(Re-Translated)

"I wipe… did I just hear him right?"

"Did that trash say Lin Yang can't even touch him? This is gold-level stupidity."

"Tsk, tsk… Pretending when you don't have the strength isn't confidence, it's just begging for death."

Even in Lingyun Wufu, a Body Tempering double-layer challenging a fourth-layer was laughable enough.But saying 'if you can touch me, I lose'? That wasn't just arrogance—that was lunacy.

Lin Yang's smile twisted with rage and amusement.

"Since you have a death wish, I'll gladly oblige."

His killing intent boiled. If Lingyun Wufu didn't prohibit private fights, he'd have already beaten Jiang Chen into the dirt.

"Jiang Chen," Lin Yang spat his name like poison, "if you've got the guts, fight me in the ring. Dare or not?"

Jiang Chen's lips curved into a faint, mocking smile.

He didn't want to waste time on this clown. But Lin Yang had walked up to offer his face for slapping—how could he refuse?

"But…" Jiang Chen's eyes gleamed. "If we're going to fight, let's make it interesting. Let's bet."

Not only did the trash agree to fight, but he wanted to gamble?

He'd make Jiang Chen pay a price so high he'd choke on it.

Lin Yang quickly pulled out a jade bottle. "A Body Tempering Pill. If you win, it's yours. If you lose—you owe me one. Deal?"

Gasps erupted in the crowd.

"Sh*t… must be nice having a big brother on the Lingyun List. Who just casually tosses out a Body Tempering Pill like that?"

"Of course he's willing. Four layers versus two? That's like a man stepping on an ant. The pill's as good as his already."

"Exactly. He's not gambling, he's robbing that idiot in broad daylight."

Jiang Chen's gaze lingered on the bottle.

A Body Tempering Pill—a proper first-grade pill worth tens of thousands of gold. Far superior to the lowly strength-boosting pill he'd used earlier.

With the Hundredfold Cultivation System, one of these would send his cultivation skyrocketing.

And Lin Yang… was handing it to him.

"Deal." Jiang Chen smiled faintly.

"He's actually gambling with Lin Yang? On a fight? This guy really does have a death wish."

"Not just a death wish—he's paying Lin Yang to kill him. He's giving away a Body Tempering Pill to get beaten up. Legendary stupidity."

Crushing Jiang Chen and taking his pill? It was too perfect.

"No need." Jiang Chen interrupted. His tone was calm, almost bored.

"We don't need the ring. Right here is fine."

Lin Yang froze. "What? Are you scared of the ring?"

Jiang Chen's expression didn't change. "I'm not here to fight you. I'm here to humiliate you."

"Here's the bet: I won't attack. I'll only dodge. If you can touch me within ten moves, I lose."

The crowd fell silent for a heartbeat—

Then exploded in uproar.

"Is this trash insane?! Not attacking? And letting Lin Yang have ten full moves?"

"That's not arrogance anymore. That's suicide."

Lin Yang's face twisted with fury.

His voice dripped with murderous intent.

"Trash, I'll crush your smug face under my fist."

Chapter 9: You Hit Me, I Lose!