C13 Eight Inner Hidden Gates

Lin Luo logged out of War Net and promptly accessed the system.

[Congratulations on your victory in War Net! You've earned a reward of 200 points and an additional lottery draw.]

The system was right on time. No sooner had he clinched his first battle than the rewards were already in his account. Not only did he receive 200 points, but he also scored an extra lottery draw. With 50 points typically buying one draw, he now had five chances in total.

He navigated to the lottery interface, ready to take another risk. If luck wasn't on his side, he could always dive back into War Net. After all, the competition at the Rookie Level was hardly a challenge—it was a breeze for him to secure a win.

He initiated the lottery, watching the wheel spin rapidly.

[Explosive Tag]: A talisman crafted from runes with an explosive force to rival conventional Fire Style Ninjutsu.

Lin Luo's eyes sparkled. The Explosive Tag was a valuable find. He eagerly continued with the lottery.

Kunai: A compact Ninjutsu tool for ninjas, suitable for long-range throwing.

In the Merchant Shop, such a tool would cost a mere five points. This round felt like a loss. Undeterred, he tried again.

[Smoke Root]: An item from Toad Wentai, known to aid in calming the mind and controlling chakra.

Lin Luo grimaced. What was this assortment? Toad Wentai was the notorious boss of Taeko, and he was just a student—what use did he have for a smoking pipe? Nevertheless, this pipe could actually assist in managing his chakra. With the Intercolumnar Cells in his body still merging, his chakra was a ticking time bomb. The pipe's timing was impeccable.

He placed the pipe between his lips, inhaled deeply, and exhaled a plume of smoke. The flavor was surprisingly pleasant.

Two chances remained.

[Funma Shuriken]: A unique, oversized shuriken designed for use with specific Ninjutsu techniques.

Lin Luo's expression darkened further. Without any Ninjutsu skills to his name, how on earth could he wield the Funma Shuriken?

He had one last chance.

Lin Luo had abandoned all hope and was ready to re-enter the War Net.

[Eight Inner Hidden Gates]: A Class S forbidden ninjutsu that can forcibly stimulate the body's ultimate strength, but at a cost to one's physical functions. The more power you release, the more damage you inflict upon yourself.

Lin Luo's eyes went wide.

His luck seemed excessively good.

He couldn't help but worry.

Had he exhausted all his future luck already?

Lin Luo picked up the scroll of the Eight Inner Hidden Gates.

He made his way to the training tower.

There, he found Su Xiaoyu perfectly timing his blocks and slashes.

He was practicing the fundamental moves of the Warrior Faculty.

Lin Luo felt a headache coming on.

The Warrior Faculty's teachings were utterly pointless.

It was the afternoon—the training room was at its busiest.

The sight of Lin Luo drew looks of disdain from everyone.

Their contempt deepened when they noticed the tobacco pipe in his mouth.

The skirmish between the Dawn Society and the Thorns had become the talk of the entire academy in less than half a day.

To them, the Dawn Society's challenge to the Thorns was a foolhardy move.

Even the acquisition of two super rookies seemed futile.

Indeed.

They were convinced that Lin Luo had resorted to underhanded tactics to coax the rookies into joining the Dawn Society.

If Lin Luo could hear their thoughts, he'd feel utterly aggrieved.

It was Selina who had issued the challenge to the Dawn Society, not the other way around.

Their logic was flawed.

It was the boss who had insisted he take in those two newcomers.