My Ability Pool is Superior

The vast multi-purpose venue was abuzz with voices, as if even the temperature had risen a few degrees.

In the crowd, some students were holding their heads and sobbing, while many others looked radiant and spirited.

Lu Bai stood up from the stool in the corner, slowly exhaling a breath.

Even without actively observing, he could feel the gazes projected at him from all around.

With the matter of first place in two consecutive rounds exposed, it was obviously no longer possible for him to continue being a little transparent.

As soon as this round’s deathmatch duel ended, many people immediately turned their attention to him.

After all, these students’ first three rounds of deathmatch duels had already completely ended.

A considerable portion of students could only return to ordinary life, while those qualified to become official death fighters were ultimately a minority.

Of course, during the first three rounds of deathmatch duels, these students could all gauge in their hearts whether they had the ability to become official death fighters.

To put it bluntly, most people’s emotional fluctuations weren’t particularly intense; emotions like regret and disappointment had already been vented almost completely in the first two rounds.

Just like after an exam, top students and poor performers alike wouldn’t pay too much attention to their results—only those middling students would feel uneasy.

Those students holding their heads and crying belonged to that middling type.

So rather than dwelling on established facts, it was better to focus on the genius’s results.

No matter whether Lu Bai faltered in this round or advanced further, it could largely satisfy the crowd’s gossip mindset.

And it wasn’t just the surrounding classmates—even the faculty on the rostrum were watching him with undisguised expectant gazes.

“Lu Bai student…”

A faculty member holding a tablet computer was in charge of this area and had sharp eyesight; the first inquiry was directed at Lu Bai.

The faculty member’s attitude was mild to the point of flattery. No matter what Lu Bai’s third-round results were, two consecutive rounds of first place had already destined him to become an official death fighter.

Lu Bai didn’t dawdle and gave the answer according to the system panel.

“Deathmatch Arena Number 87****4328, rank first.”

“…”

The words fell.

The surrounding discussion completely disappeared.

Silence.

A field of silence.

Dead silence!

So quiet that one could almost hear the pounding heartbeats.

The numerous counselors on the rostrum all stood up, their faces showing unprecedented shock.

That faculty member immediately felt like thorns were pricking his back; his voice trembled as he confirmed, “Lu… Lu Bai student, could you say it again?”

It wasn’t surprising their reaction was so exaggerated; it was purely because this result was too unbelievable.

Two rounds of first place, though rare in Shelter No. 9’s history, weren’t nonexistent.

But three consecutive rounds of first place was simply unheard of.

One had to know that the randomness of deathmatch duels made their results uncontrollable.

Even achieving first place once required extremely strong personal qualities and luck.

What did three consecutive rounds of first place mean?

At least Liang Fuzhong completely couldn’t understand; he could only notify the principal immediately.

The multi-purpose venue erupted in an uproar; many students even suspected Lu Bai was talking nonsense.

To avoid affecting the subsequent inquiries of other students, with Liang Fuzhong’s approval, the faculty member took Lu Bai to a quiet meeting room, gesturing for him to wait a moment—the principal would come to see him personally soon.

Before leaving, he patiently explained things to him, afraid of causing any dissatisfaction.

Lu Bai was happy for the leisure; finally, he had time to check this round’s deathmatch duel gains.

…

[Personal Interface:]

[Username: Rename 26LB (Please modify immediately)]

[Main Title: Pure Smile (Two Stars)] (Click to view wearable titles)

[Secondary Title: Frenzied Slaughter (Four Stars), Ultimate Murderer (Four Stars)]

[Talent: 38.4+65.4 (1 point can be converted to 0.1 talent, currently converting, estimated time: seven days)]

[Ability: Flash Time, Ink Black (Click to select)]

[Evaluation: The fledgling has grown wings, just waiting to soar into the sky.]

First, he opened the title section, and sure enough, three more titles had been added.

[Because He Is Kind (One Star): Slightly increases others’ favorability toward the wearer.] (Top Ten rank reward, generated based on conduct style in deathmatch duel, wearable)

[Black Snake Is Also a Dragon (Three Stars): Increases confidence to a certain degree.] (First place rank reward, randomly drawn from title pool below Three Stars, wearable)

[Destroy Heaven and Earth (Three Stars): Greatly enhances killing intent, even causing blood sea illusions.] (Hidden title, obtained by earning over five hundred points in a single match, wearable)

The first two could be set aside—they were essentially just star ascension materials.

The last hidden title, however, was one Lu Bai had never seen before; he hadn’t even come across its acquisition method on the death fighter forum.

He looked at it for a while, then synthesized [Black Snake Is Also a Dragon] with [Destroy Heaven and Earth], raising the latter title’s star level to Four Stars.

However, he didn’t choose to wear it immediately, mainly because he wasn’t sure if this title’s effect could stack like the previous two hidden titles.

He simply kept [Because He Is Kind (One Star)] and [Destroy Heaven and Earth (Four Stars)] for now.

After all, the titles were just sitting there and wouldn’t disappear; he’d suffered a loss with titles before, so it was better to play it safe now—wait until he checked it out before wearing.

For the remaining ability choice, there was nothing to say.

Lu Bai unhesitatingly chose [Load Game].

This went as expected without surprise; retention successful, but the deathmatch system still couldn’t identify [Load Game].

The ability section immediately displayed—

[Ability: ?, Flash Time, Ink Black]

After organizing this round’s gains, Lu Bai was about to exit the system panel when he inadvertently glanced at the username section.

Please modify immediately?

He unconsciously revealed a smile, almost forgetting about this.

Click~

At the same time, a crisp mechanical sound rang out.

The meeting room door was gently pushed open, and Pu Xueli stepped in, his snow-white hair impeccably groomed, his whole demeanor still majestic.

He looked at Lu Bai and nodded approvingly.

“Lu Bai student, first of all, congratulations on achieving first place once again.”

Lu Bai was stunned for a moment.

Because the moment Pu Xueli entered the room, a familiar line of small text popped up in front of his retina again.

[Data file detected, proceed with read?]

Staring blankly now was obviously inappropriate; he quickly came back to his senses: “Thank you.”

“I’m very certain you will become the top death fighter.”

Pu Xueli noticed nothing unusual; he sat down in front of Lu Bai, his tone suddenly becoming serious.

“However, have you ever thought about why we grant death fighters such high social status?”

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