[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed":3,"chapter-level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-chapter-9":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Level 99: All My Stats Are Maxed",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1311716,1743,"Chapter 9: Cora Vs Lucian","level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-chapter-9",9,"\u003Cp>Cora’s lips barely moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single word. Quiet. Almost gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air shifted. A translucent veil dropped around them, curving into a dome. The outside world blurred. Voices faded. Footsteps disappeared. They were alone in a bubble of silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian looked around. Then back at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Neat trick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast. Not superhuman fast, but trained. Her left foot slid forward. Her right hand came up in a palm strike aimed at his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian tilted his head. The palm passed within an inch of his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She followed with a hook punch to his liver. He turned his hip. The punch grazed his shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She kicked at his knee. He lifted his leg. The kick hit air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora reset her stance. Her breathing was controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re fast,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not even trying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She attacked again. A combination this time. Jab, cross, elbow, knee. Each strike aimed at a different target. Throat. Solar plexus. Ribs. Thigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian moved like water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slipped the jab. Leaned away from the cross. Caught her elbow on his forearm. Redirected her knee with a palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spun into a backfist. He ducked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She followed with a sweep. He hopped over it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lunged with a straight punch to his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He caught her fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not hard. Not fast. Just there. His fingers wrapped around her knuckles like they had been waiting for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not a normal Prime Human.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Lucian said. \"I’m not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to pull her hand back. He didn’t tighten his grip. He just didn’t let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora’s other hand moved to her belt. She whispered something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A weapon materialized in her free hand. A short sword. Silver blade. Black hilt. It gleamed under the veil’s dim light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian released her fist and stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A summoned weapon. That’s new.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora didn’t answer. She swung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade came at his neck. He leaned back. The edge passed under his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reversed the swing. Horizontal. Toward his ribs. He twisted. The blade cut air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stabbed forward. He sidestepped. The point stopped an inch from his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spun into a diagonal slash. He ducked under it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She brought the sword down in an overhead chop. He stepped to the side and let it fall past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again and again she swung. Each strike faster than the last. Each one missing by less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian didn’t block. Didn’t parry. He just moved. A little lean here. A small step there. His hands stayed in his pockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora’s breathing grew heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stand still.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She screamed and lunged with both hands on the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian moved inside her guard. His left hand came out of his pocket. His fingers wrapped around her wrists. His right hand caught the blade just below the hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword came out of her grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stumbled forward. He caught her by the shoulder and steadied her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he held the sword up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned it in his hand. Felt the balance. The weight. The edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nice craftsmanship.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at her. She was frozen. Watching him hold her weapon like it belonged to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed the blade at the ground. Then he released a pulse of something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora felt it before she understood it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her knees buckled. Her heart stuttered. Every instinct in her body screamed at her to run. To hide. To beg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure. Absolute. Overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had faced death before. In her past life. On battlefields. Against monsters. But this was different. This wasn’t the fear of losing a fight. This was the fear of being erased. Of never having existed at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It lasted one second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian lowered the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just as I thought.\" His voice was quiet. \"I am broken.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned the sword around and offered it to her, hilt first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora stared at the weapon. Then at his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take it,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hand trembled as she reached out. Her fingers closed around the hilt. The sword dissolved into light and vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re not enemies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t care that you’re a reincarnator. Or a transmigrator. Or whatever you want to call it.\" He shrugged. \"It’s not a problem for me. And I’m not going to rat you out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because everyone has secrets.\" He looked at her. \"Including me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora’s system screen flickered in her vision. She pulled it up without thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>TARGET: LUCIAN\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>STATS:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>STRENGTH: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>AGILITY: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ENDURANCE: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>INTELLIGENCE: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WISDOM: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PERCEPTION: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WILLPOWER: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>MANA SENSITIVITY: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>AURA CONTROL: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>LUCK: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CHARISMA: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>GRADE: ERROR - DATA CORRUPTED\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PATTERN: ERROR - DATA CORRUPTED\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>AFFINITY: ERROR - DATA CORRUPTED\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>STATUS: ERROR - DATA CORRUPTED\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>IRREGULARITY: ERROR - DATA CORRUPTED\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NIGHT MARK: ACCESS DENIED\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WARNING: TARGET EXCEEDS SYSTEM LIMITS. RECOMMEND AVOIDANCE.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora’s mouth opened. Then closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her own stats floated next to the error messages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HOST: CORA VANCE\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>LEVEL: 34\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>STRENGTH: 41\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>AGILITY: 53\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ENDURANCE: 38\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>INTELLIGENCE: 62\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WISDOM: 44\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PERCEPTION: 47\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WILLPOWER: 58\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>MANA SENSITIVITY: 71\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>AURA CONTROL: 29\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>LUCK: 33\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CHARISMA: 51\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>GRADE: B-RANK (GROWING)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLASS: REINCARNATOR (SYSTEM-BOUND)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at his stats again. Question marks. Every single one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her system couldn’t read him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t just stronger. He was outside her system’s ability to measure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucian noticed her staring at nothing. He knew what she was seeing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You done?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled. Not a mean smile. Just tired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m just a guy who wants to get through this year without dying. Same as you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held out his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora looked at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then at his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then back at his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled her to her feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The veil around them dissolved. Sound returned. The distant chatter of students. The rustle of leaves. The hum of the campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cora brushed off her clothes. Avoided his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We never talk about this,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"About what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked up. He was already walking away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She watched him go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she whispered to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell did I get teamed up with?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1022,"2026-06-05T18:39:10.212Z",1,"novelbin.me","5d36a5e410a67f0d43591d262c2fa4ff428dab10a0007f3e98c5b42ad026f79a","level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-chapter-10","level-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-chapter-8",91,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flevel-99-all-my-stats-are-maxed-cover.jpg"]