While Others Cultivate, I LVL UP In My Sleep Using The Dungeon System

Adam and the examiner from the Martial Arts Union were in a closed-off examination room, of which there were quite a few. He had made it to the branch of the Martial Arts Union at the perfect time, since they had begun examining applicants and creating the layout of the qualifier tournament.

It was set to finish in a single day, and for the Ultimate Fighting Tournament to take place 3 days after, which Liao Wei didn't know about. He didn't know much of the details and had told Adam everything he knew about it. Luckily for Adam, he had made it in time to get into the qualifiers, as if he didn't, getting into the Ultimate Fighting Tournament would be difficult.

Although he knew that using the amulet old man that claimed to be from the Martial Arts Union would make everything much easier and would probably allow him to skip most of the process, he didn't want to use it unless he had to it.

While it was fun to be looked down upon despite knowing that he was much greater than the one looking down on him, and then proving them wrong.

Wielding a metre long sword that was quite thin and seemed to be specialised in speed and slashing, the examiner launched himself towards Adam and was using the speed and power of a peak Advanced Cultivator.

The examiner was a high-level Master Cultivator, but he didn't want to use his full power against Adam, who outwardly appeared to be only an early Advanced Cultivator. Even the power of a peak Advanced Cultivator should be too much for Adam, but he was badly mistaken.

Adam used only the physical prowess and energy of an early Advanced Cultivator, just like he had claimed he was, but his skill overcame the gap in power.

Fling a throwing knife at the examiner's stomach, which the man blocked with his sword, Adam created an opening that he exploited with his daggers. Using the Burst Movement Skill, he released a burst from under his feet that made up for the gap in speed and explosive power, then with his daggers slashed at the man's neck.

Knowing what a high-level Master Cultivator was capable of, Adam was sure he could avoid it, which he did with relative ease, but he put his blade back in its sheath and told Adam to stop their bout.

"This is enough. I have seen for myself that you are capable and worthy to take part, but you will be at a disadvantage with your low cultivation level," the man said, after being forced to use more of his power than he was proud to admit.

Against a mere early Advanced Cultivator, he had to use the power of a Master Cultivator or he would have been killed, just because he underestimated his opponent and they had gotten the better of him. 

That alone was enough to show that Adam was qualified to take part in the tournament, while his unwavering confidence made the examiner, despite the supposed gap in cultivation level, feel inferior to him.

"Here is your badge number. So far you are the 214th candidate to meet the requirements and it won't take much longer before the tournament begins, so prepare yourself to take part in your battles. They usually don't take long and numbers are drawn at random, so you could fight as soon as the first match, or as late as the last. Follow the lady outside to the waiting area and I am looking forward to watching your matches," the examiner said as he pointed to the door that he had entered from.

Adam had an indifferent expression as he walked over to the weapon rack and was about to put the daggers and throwing knives back, before being stopped by the examiner.

"You can keep them. You don't seem to have your own weapons and appear to be skilled in the use of twin daggers, so just keep them to use in the tournament."

Adam didn't refuse and wasn't planning on using the Death Devouring Daggers, so needed a weapon to use in his fights, anyway. But he also wanted to practise his use of other weapons and was planning to use whatever weapon his opponent did, wanting to make the most of the opportunity to hone his skills.

Following the middle-aged woman that the examiner had mentioned, Adam was impressed to find that she was also a capable cultivator and so far, upon entering the Martial Arts Union, everyone had an impressive presence.

In the large waiting area that was split into sections with seating areas spread all over the area, Adam saw a wide variety of people of different sizes, wielding various weapons. While the weakest he sensed, in terms of cultivation was a high-level Advanced Cultivator, while the strongest was a high-level Master Cultivator.

It was quite an interesting bunch of cultivators, but none of them stood out to Adam as a threat.

"You may not fight until the tournament begins, so try to avoid any confrontations," the woman warned Adam, with a slightly worried expression, clearly doubting Adam's capabilities.

He merely nodded his head and strolled over to the corner of the waiting area, and looking at him, the others taking part in the regional tournament to qualify for the Ultimate Fighting Tournament couldn't help but scoff.

His appearance, aura and presence were nothing special while he seemed mediocre and even below average in most ways, based on what they had seen of the young elite cultivators.

So for him to have the audacity to take part in the tournament, he was either crazy, suicidal or severely overestimating his capabilities.

However, that was only in their eyes, and if they knew who Adam really was and what he was really capable of, they definitely wouldn't be looking at him in such a way.

While there was always one person that would act out of line and arrogantly, never being able to sit still and suppress the urge to undermine somebody else....

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