My Professions Have Too Much Personality

THUD!

A muffled thud rang out as a massive foot landed like a hammer striking a drum. The vast challenge room itself seemed to pause for a moment.

In the next instant, Ding Ze’s projection charged forward, a giant Mountain-Opening Axe in hand, its brassy gleam tearing through the air.

It looked simple and brutal, but Su Chen, the target, felt his heart skip a beat.

The force of the strike caused the surrounding air to surge like ocean waves, parting down the middle. A pure, violent power erupted, threatening to tear both him and the entire challenge room to pieces!

Powerful and heavy, simple and brutal. This style of attack required a formidable physique; no wonder it was supported by the Permanent Body Talent.

Ding Ze wasn’t slow; he used momentum to propel his body. In a straight-line attack, at least, he was incredibly fast.

BOOM!!

When the axe blade was less than half a meter from Su Chen, a circular shockwave suddenly erupted.

It was Su Chen, who had pushed off from the ground and instantly activated numerous Professional Abilities. His body broke through the air, creating a rolling shockwave as he shot away.

’His strength is on a completely different level than the top-100 gatekeeper I challenged before,’

Su Chen mused. There were nearly two hundred Tier Six Professionals on the Holy List, but in each generation, no more than twenty—and sometimes as few as a dozen—managed to reach Tier Seven by this age.

Anyone who could advance to Tier Seven before the age of fifty had undeniable Talent. They were the most competitive of a hyper-competitive bunch, so even a gatekeeper for Tier Seven was immensely powerful.

’Still, it’s not entirely unexpected...’ With a light step, Su Chen moved like a flash of lightning, once again dodging a swing from his opponent’s axe.

Ding Ze clearly wasn’t skilled in speed. After sparring with him for a moment, Su Chen got a good grasp of his opponent’s current strength.

Suddenly, a ferocious roar thundered out, and a soundwave blasted toward him.

Ding Ze’s projection suddenly shot up in height, its muscles bulging and twisting like the gnarled roots of an ancient tree. It rapidly swelled to nearly ten meters tall, resembling a giant.

The giant axe in its hand grew in tandem, its haft becoming as thick as an ancient tree trunk. The scale-like patterns on its surface cracked and split apart, revealing a dark red, lava-like glow from within.

The giant axe swung again, and a howling gale filled every corner of the challenge room.

This was clearly some kind of burst technique. Su Chen’s eyes narrowed. The wind, sharp as blades, scraped against his face, producing the sound of clashing metal. But this time, he did not dodge.

He arched his back, tendrils of Flame Thunder swirling around him, and threw his right fist, packed with power, straight toward the axe’s edge.

CRACK—!

The axe’s edge shattered like thin ice, its crimson patterns extinguishing one by one. Shards sprayed out like rain, creating a piercing shriek.

Su Chen’s momentum didn’t falter. Ding Ze’s right arm exploded first, quickly followed by the rest of his body, which disintegrated with a boom.

As the Flowing Light dissipated, Su Chen landed and exhaled a breath of hot air. He was currently using his basic peak form, which included enhancements from abilities like Soldier, the release of his chakras, and Spiritual Power.

However, he hadn’t activated his stacking Professional Abilities, such as Blood Burner, Tyrant, and Holy Mark Physician.

He took out a Nutritional Potion and downed it, waiting for his body to recover. His gaze fell on the number one ranked professional, Shen Yi’an. Once he was mostly healed, Su Chen made his choice without hesitation.

"Target selected and confirmed: Holy List Number One—Star Seed Shen Yi’an!"

Fluorescent light interwove, and a projection of similar build to his own appeared. It was Shen Yi’an, the only Tier Seven Professional in the Bronze Sect to possess a Melted Holy Profession.

His Holy Profession was a Mental Type named "Spirit Command," passed down through the Shen Family for generations. It was supposedly extremely difficult to achieve the ’melting’ process for this profession, and its Power was said to be immeasurable.

Su Chen was eager to try him. Shen Yi’an’s projection seemed to share the man’s personality; it didn’t attack right away, but simply stood in place.

’Masters always love to do this...’ Su Chen was secretly speechless. ’This is just a virtual projection; it’s insane to get into a contest of patience with it.’

So he just charged forward, holding nothing back. He immediately activated his Soldier Master enhancement, wreathed his fist in Flame Thunder, and sent the air in the challenge room howling as he aimed straight for the projection’s face.

The Shen Yi’an projection made no obvious movement. It simply pointed a finger, and a barrier of golden light solidified in front of it.

BANG!

Su Chen’s fist landed with a muffled thud. The barrier was extraordinarily tough, but he didn’t stop. Another fist followed, and in the blink of an eye, his punches fell like rain.

In just a few moments, cracks appeared on the golden barrier. An instant later, it shattered.

However, chains of golden light were already spreading from the surroundings. They coiled around his limbs and suddenly pulled taut, as if to rip him apart.

Su Chen’s eyes narrowed. CRACKLING arcs of electricity burst forth as he drew back his limbs. Then, with a sudden jolt, he shattered the chains.

But his eyelid twitched again. A torrent of phantom weapons was already rushing toward him. He hastily dodged and retreated, but the phantoms pursued him relentlessly.

’This is something else!’

Su Chen realized Shen Yi’an was far beyond Ding Ze’s level. He had been at Tier Seven for a long time, and his foundation was not to be underestimated.

He realized he probably couldn’t win, but he wanted to see where his limits lay.

Su Chen took a deep breath. Blood-red flames ignited on his skin as he entered his ultimate peak state. He quickly began stacking his abilities, and his strength climbed relentlessly until it reached a certain threshold.

No longer dodging the torrent of weapons, he charged brazenly into their midst. Energy surged, accompanied by the ceaseless sound of cracking, as he charged ferociously toward the stationary Shen Yi’an.

Even the golden barriers it conjured shattered on impact. The virtual projection had no emotions; it would only evaluate the situation at hand.

Only when Su Chen had almost reached it did the projection raise its hand again. Wisps of golden symbols escaped from its palm, then abruptly expanded to fill the entire space.

In an instant, everything went silent. Su Chen found his body frozen in mid-air, unable to move a muscle.

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