Chapter 330

Soon, Zhou Yi left the 'Dawn Shop'.

In his backpack's space, a new axe weapon had been added.

The axe was about two meters long, entirely black in hue.

The handle, about eight centimeters in diameter, bore mysterious patterns.

The blade at the axe's tip was razor-sharp, with a faint aura of bloodiness drifting from it.

【Equipment: Weeping Blood Axe】

【Quality: Gold ☆☆☆☆】

【Attributes: Strength +67, Constitution +66】

【Level Requirement: 22】

【Race Restriction: None】

【Class Restriction: Warrior, Knight, Martial Artist】

【Effect: Attack speed -4%, single-target physical damage increased by 6%.】

【Enchantment Effect: When dealing physical damage to an enemy, applies a bleeding effect, continuously causing damage.】

"Seventy million Zhongxia currency—Gold four-star weapons are indeed much more expensive than three-star gear."

As Zhou Yi stepped out of the store, he felt a faint sense of awe.

His previous weapon, the 18-level Gold Rank Breaker Axe, had cost him 700 credits when he bought it at Suzhou-Hangzhou University.

Converted to Zhongxia currency, that was roughly twenty-one million.

A 22-level Gold Rank weapon was indeed significantly more expensive than an 18-level one.

But normally, such weapons only sold for forty to fifty million.

The reason this Weeping Blood Axe was priced so high was mainly because of its star rating...

Weapons dropped from dungeons or forged by specialized armorsmiths typically had only one to three stars.

The Weeping Blood Axe's four-star quality came from enchantment, making it far more expensive than an ordinary 22-level axe.

"Enchanting once raises the star rating by one, adding over ten more attribute points.

Most importantly, it adds an enchantment effect—seventy million Zhongxia currency? Worth every penny!"

Zhou Yi's bank account had originally held over one hundred million Zhongxia currency; buying this Weeping Blood Axe drained more than half.

But he didn't mind—it was strength that mattered most.

... 983...

After purchasing the suitable weapon, it was already five in the afternoon.

Zhou Yi grabbed a quick dinner at a random restaurant, then boarded a flying transport to leave the Floating Mechanical Island and return to the ground.

Back on the ground, Zhou Yi did not head straight to his villa.

Instead, he went to the Qingjing University track field.

Since his villa's training area had no running track, he needed to complete his daily 20-kilometer run here.

With his current formidable physical condition, Zhou Yi completed the 20-kilometer run in under ten minutes.

After finishing, he felt not the slightest fatigue, only a light sheen of sweat on his forehead.

"Huh."

On the track, Zhou Yi exhaled softly.

His current instantaneous speed was 32 m/s, his maximum speed 45 m/s.

Some might wonder why maximum speed and instantaneous speed differ so greatly.

But this is perfectly normal.

Take a sports car: its top speed may exceed two hundred kilometers per hour, yet it still takes several seconds to accelerate from a standstill.

The same applies to practitioners—accelerating from instantaneous speed to maximum speed often takes four or five seconds.

Just now, Zhou Yi maintained his maximum speed of 45 m/s throughout the entire 20-kilometer run, only slowing down gradually at the end.

In truth, ordinary practitioners are already impressive if they can sustain maximum speed for four or five minutes.

For Zhou Yi, with his Frost Titan bloodline, ten minutes of sprinting was barely a warm-up.

"When I get back to the villa, I'll do the other exercises."

Zhou Yi turned and walked toward his villa.

Qingjing University was vast.

Even though the track field he chose was the closest to the villa district, it still took over ten minutes to walk back.

Along the way, he saw many Qingjing University students.

With November arrived, summer had passed, and autumn's cooler temperatures had set in.

But for practitioners, temperature barely affected their physiques.

Thus, among the female students he passed, many still wore summer staples—tank tops, crop tops, mini skirts—freely radiating youthful energy.

Of course, some wore proper autumn clothing, but they were rare...

Zhou Yi understood this.

After all, summer clothes were more convenient—he himself was only wearing casual short sleeves.

"Zhou Yi, wait."

Suddenly, three girls hurried up from behind.

"What is it?"

Zhou Yi looked at the three.

The three girls were roughly the same age, around twenty, possibly even younger.

Through the Appraisal Technique, one could easily tell that the three girls' levels were 19, 20, and 18 respectively.

The girl who had spoken was the 19th-level mage on the far left.

This fair-faced girl blushed, took out a photograph from her bosom, handed it over, and asked with an expectant look:

"Classmate Zhou Yi, could you give me an autograph?"

"An autograph?"

Zhou Yi's gaze shifted to the photograph in the girl's hand.

The image on the photograph was unmistakably a shot taken today of him using 【Holy Fist Combo】 to blast Li Xin on the arena.

He, as the protagonist, wore a calm and composed expression, while Li Xin, as the supporting character, was in a wretched state.

"Uh......"

Seeing this photograph, Zhou Yi immediately understood that this girl wanted him to sign it.

Understanding this, he didn't hesitate and directly signed his name on it.

"Classmate Zhou Yi, me too!"

"I want one too!"

The other two girls' eyes lit up, and they simultaneously handed over their photographs.

Though the angles differed, one could tell that the photographs all showed scenes of Zhou Yi brutally beating Li Xin......

Facing this scene, Zhou Yi was slightly taken aback.

But since he'd already given the first autograph, giving two more didn't matter much.

So with a grand wave of his hand, he signed his name on the two photographs.

The three girls who received the autographs appeared slightly excited, and carefully put away the signed photographs:

"Thank you, Classmate Zhou Yi! We'll continue to support you in the upcoming matches!! Go for it!!"

Although they were Zhou Yi's little fangirls, they were after all students of Qingjing University.

After getting the signed photographs, they politely took their leave.

As they walked, they sighed and remarked:

"Up close, Zhou Yi looks even more handsome!"

"Exactly, but it's a pity he already has a Jiang Churan."

"Sigh, indeed......"

The moment Jiang Churan was mentioned, these girls couldn't help but sigh.

That curvaceous, stunning figure, along with her exquisitely beautiful appearance, was enough to make any girl lose confidence......

"I didn't expect I'd become like a celebrity, with people asking for my autograph."