Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

"What the hell is this?"

Mo Hong swallowed hard, his mouth agape in shock, and muttered to himself.

"What is this element generation? Does my generation mean my genes have awakened?"

"Start generating!"

Subconsciously, Mo Hong's mind made this instruction.

[Consumes 1 Devour Point]

Instantly, countless points of light appeared before Mo Hong's eyes, including elements of heaven and earth such as wind, thunder, fire, water, earth, wood, and metal, as well as weapon spirits such as swords, knives, and spears, and even a small number of beast spirits such as lions, tigers, wolves, eagles, and fish!

"Incredible! Instructor Chen said that ordinary geniuses, after awakening their genes, can generally only perceive the elements of heaven and earth, while those with extraordinary talents can perceive something beyond the elements of heaven and earth—the primordial soul!"

Mo Hong stared wide-eyed at the various elements and spirits floating by, his face filled with disbelief.

Mo Hong then tried to touch them, only to find that they passed right through his hand as if they were illusions.

"In that case, I'll create a sword-type elemental spirit!"

As soon as Mo Hong had this idea, all the myriad elements and primordial spirits disappeared, leaving only a black sword primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit, like a phantom, transformed into a stream of light and surged into Mo Hong's body the instant it met Mo Hong's gaze.

"This feeling?"

At that moment, Mo Hong suddenly opened his eyes wide, revealing a look of wild joy.

He sensed that after the sword spirit entered his body, it began to continuously generate warm currents, which were used to temper and nourish his physical body.

"After the elements perceived by gene awakening merge with the body, they can continuously transform and nourish the body and internal organs. The awakening itself can bring tremendous benefits to the body's functions."

Crackling!

Boom!

Mo Hong's body suddenly emitted a series of crackling sounds, as if his bodily functions had undergone a leap forward, with every cell cheering with joy.

"My physical fitness has actually reached level 3!"

Mo Hong was somewhat incredulous.

Feeling an even stronger power within his body, Mo Hong couldn't help but clench his right fist.

"What seems like a misfortune may turn out to be a blessing in disguise. I thought the gene awakening had failed, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise."

Mo Hong glanced at his phone and saw that it was 1 a.m. He frowned, not expecting that almost five hours had already passed.

"Let's figure out what the Devouring Point is still for, and the virtual panel in our minds, together tomorrow."

After taking a quick hot shower, Mo Hong fell asleep immediately.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

When Mo Hong woke up, he found that his father, Mo Tianheng, had already gone to work, but a nutritious meal had already been prepared on the dining table.

Nutritional meals are different from ordinary meals; they are specially formulated to meet the large amount of energy consumed during daily training for martial artists.

Therefore, its value is about fifty times that of an average person's meal, and ordinary families generally cannot afford such consumption.

"I wanted to tell my father that I had awakened my talent, but it seems I can only surprise him tonight."

After finishing his nutritious meal, Mo Hong went to the designated waiting area to catch the school's shuttle bus to school...

The morning is for reviewing academic subjects. For students applying to the martial arts university, going to the classroom to review is entirely voluntary.

Therefore, Mo Hong went to the school's special martial arts training room to practice his swordsmanship.

The training room is divided into two floors, and only students in the elite class are qualified to enter the second floor.

Therefore, Mo Hong could only train on the first floor.

At this very moment, dozens of people were already training on the first floor.

Some practiced boxing, some practiced basic martial arts, and some practiced spear techniques, sword techniques, and other weapons.

Mo Hong even saw some of his classmates from Class 3, but he didn't go up to talk to them.

After all, with the big exam approaching, no one has time to chat idly; everyone is focused on improving their skills.

The training room is nearly 500 square meters, so people are spaced far apart and will not affect each other.

Mo Hong casually found a corner, took an unopened knife from the armory next to him, and began today's training.

In his small space, Mo Hong, holding a long sword, leaped up and launched a sudden, sweeping thrust.

Suddenly, he stopped again, and with a sweeping motion, he suddenly flicked upwards.

In short, Mo Hong's posture kept changing.

And just like that, an hour flew by...

suddenly.

[Swordsmanship Proficiency +1]

[Swordsmanship level: Beginner (4/5)+]

Upon seeing this scene flash through his mind, Mo Hong was stunned, and his practice abruptly stopped.

"This panel is truly amazing; it can even display the progress of my swordsmanship."

"If that's the case, does the plus sign at the end mean it can directly improve my swordsmanship level?"

Thinking about this, Mo Hong felt a surge of excitement.

Without the slightest hesitation, he added it on the spur of the moment.

[Consumes 1 Devour Point]

[Swordsmanship level: Elite (1/10)+]

The instant Mo Hong's swordsmanship improved, a flood of unfamiliar knowledge rushed into his mind like a sudden enlightenment. After a few seconds, this feeling slowly faded away.

"This feeling?"

Mo Hong stared at his hands and could feel that he was much more proficient in using the knife, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

Without hesitation, he immediately grabbed the long knife beside him and began to swing it rapidly.

"A knife is a weapon of killing; it must be fast, ruthless, and accurate, moving with momentum, so that a single move affects the whole body!"

Suddenly, Mo Hong's eyes hardened, his sword technique changed, and he swept his sword forward, slashing at the mechanical puppet not far away.

With a ripping sound!

With a metallic scraping sound, a mark about three feet long was left on the surface of the mechanical puppet.

"I used to have a hard time leaving a mark on this, but I never thought that after my swordsmanship improved, I would be able to make such a mark."

After resting for a few minutes, Mo Hong practiced for another two hours. This time, he didn't add any extra time, wanting to see if he could continue his progress through pure practice.

Besides, we only have 3 Devour Points left, and every one we use is one less!

However, after two hours, the progress bar for the swordsmanship showed no sign of advancing.

At this moment, Mo Hong was drenched in sweat and steaming hot. He stopped practicing, shook his head and said, "Knife skills are something that can be accumulated over time. I was too impatient."

Mo Hong stopped practicing at this point. It was almost noon, and after lunch, he had another training session in the afternoon.

But before that, there was one more thing he needed to do.