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How Do We Play If This Boss Isn't Nerfed?

Chapter 318 - 165: 10,000 Points in a Day, Final Assessment
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Chapter 318: Chapter 165: 10,000 Points in a Day, Final Assessment

Across the entire Celestial Abyss fragment, the training camp had marked no more than thirty Boss Level aliens in total.

Each one occupied its own territory, notoriously fearsome, and countless gifted students from previous training camps had met their bitter end at their hands.

Past records showed that hunting a boss required a team of several top-ranked students who had to formulate a meticulous plan. Even then, success was only possible after paying a heavy price.

One person killed a boss and wiped out an entire tribe along the way?

This sounded less like a battle report and more like a tall tale.

Inside the stone tower, the other students’ initial awe and curiosity slowly gave way to suspicion and disbelief.

Whispers began to spread from the corners of the room.

"A tribe of the Eight-armed Race? I went in there with a team last time. Just their six-armed elites were terrifyingly strong. That weird suppression ability of theirs is just disgusting."

"Wiping out a whole tribe by himself... Who does he think he is, Dongfang Zhen?"

"He’s got to be bluffing. His rank has been outside the top ten for over half a month. Didn’t he lose to Zhao Qingtian, who’s ranked seventh, in last week’s combat assessment?"

These discussions were not without reason.

Everyone had witnessed Lin Ye’s slump over the past half-month.

To complete the life-level transition from Meridian Opening to Gang Condensation, he had poured nearly all his energy into cultivation.

During last week’s combat assessment, Lin Ye’s Qi and Blood had been utterly depleted, and not even a tenth of his strength remained. His defeat was to be expected.

Since then, one of the original "Five Founding Kings," who once stood on par with Dongfang Zhen, seemed to have faded into mediocrity.

So now, when Lin Ye suddenly claimed to have accomplished a feat that not even the top-ranked Dongfang Zhen would dare attempt, it was natural that no one was convinced.

Lin Ye turned a deaf ear to the surrounding gossip. He just looked calmly at the troubled instructor.

He didn’t care if others believed him or not; his only concern was whether he could pay back his academic credits.

Beads of sweat were forming on the instructor’s forehead. ’It’s not that I don’t believe you,’ he wanted to say, ’but without the combat logs from your wristband to back it up, this is really difficult to process...’

Into this awkward atmosphere, a steady voice called out from the stone tower’s entrance.

"The Blood Slaughter Tribe in Melt River Canyon has been completely annihilated. Chieftain Kargath was killed in a single shot."

"Calculate his score based on this combat performance."

The crowd turned toward the voice and saw Nie Cang walking over, his face devoid of expression.

His tone was flat as if he were stating a trivial fact.

But the content of his words was a bombshell that detonated in everyone’s mind.

Killing a boss in a single shot?!

The scoring instructor’s jaw dropped so wide you could fit an egg in it. He stared at Nie Cang in astonishment. "Mr. Nie, is... is this true?"

Nie Cang didn’t look at anyone. He just repeated himself in that same emotionless tone.

"I saw it myself."

Every word of that sentence was like a heavy hammer, smashing down on the heart of everyone in the stone tower.

In an instant, the tower fell silent.

All the whispers, all the doubtful glances, vanished into thin air.

In their place was a deathly silence and a sea of shocked faces.

He saw it himself!

Those four words, coming from an elite instructor as famously strict and cold as Nie Cang, carried more weight than any data or record.

The scoring instructor stood frozen on the spot. It took him several long seconds to snap back to his senses.

He no longer had any doubts and began to pull up the data in the system’s database.

The file for the Blood Slaughter Tribe was quickly displayed: 327 four-armed slave soldiers, 79 six-armed elites, 1 Eight-Armed Boss Level, and it was even marked with an "Extremely Dangerous" warning.

"Eight-Armed Boss Level, base reward for kill: three thousand academic credits... Assessed based on the one-shot kill performance, credits are doubled, totaling six thousand points."

"Seventy-nine six-armed elites, total 1,580 points."

"Three hundred twenty-seven four-armed slave soldiers, total 654 points."

"Total: 8,234 academic credits."

The other students were stunned.

A single boss was worth 3,000 academic credits!

And if you killed it with an overwhelming display of force like Lin Ye did, the reward was even doubled!

But that wasn’t all.

Just when everyone thought the calculation of Lin Ye’s credits was complete...

Nie Cang added, "Lin Ye used his combat wristband to rescue three missing students. The combat data previously stored on the device has been uploaded. Settle that as well."

"Additionally, Mr. Yin has given special approval for a bonus of 1,500 academic credits for successfully rescuing three comrades."

The scoring instructor immediately went to work, pulling up the last data from Lin Ye’s wristband.

"Original credits on the wristband: 1,753, plus the bonus..."

He looked up, his gaze shifting from the scoreboard to Lin Ye. He took a deep breath and announced the final result in a tone that was almost a proclamation.

"Student Lin Ye, for this entry into the Nirvana Tower, has earned a total of... 11,487 academic credits!"

On the huge light-screen scoreboard, the numbers began to jump wildly.

Lin Ye’s name, which had fallen to sixteenth place, now shot upwards like an arrow loosed from a bow, soaring at an incredible speed.

Under everyone’s gaze, Lin Ye’s name surpassed the one that had long dominated the top spot and came to a firm stop in first place.

The top of the leaderboard had a new master!

Dongfang Zhen, who had been perched at number one with a terrifying score of nearly 10,000, was now forcefully pushed down to second place.

Nie Cang watched all this, his expression as placid as an old well. He said to Lin Ye, "The double academic credits you owe Mr. Yin will be deducted automatically later."

"However, your official student ranking is still sixteenth."

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