My Professions Have Too Much Personality

Qin Tianlin had come back to his senses. Hearing Wei Zhenghong’s words, his face alternated between pale and livid as he subconsciously clenched his fists.

The virtual screen was still lit, the glaring two words "Su Chen" shining brightly before his eyes.

A part of him refused to believe it. Challenging someone of a higher tier was already incredibly difficult, let alone a Top Level figure like him with an exceptionally solid foundation.

But this challenge system was derived from the Creation Copper Heart and had almost never made a mistake.

’He actually beat me? And as a Tier Five?’

The surrounding crowd also gradually recovered from their shock, looking at one another in disbelief.

’The shortest reign at the top? It really seems so.’

Strictly speaking, it wasn’t an insult.

After all, just having held that position put someone far above 99% of the people in the Sect’s history.

But Qin Tianlin was different. He had a Divine Dawn Level Talent, and today’s events had been long in the making, all to bolster Qin Yun’s faction.

But as fate would have it, he was suppressed by Su Chen. This was a devastating blow to Qin Yun’s faction.

All eyes fell on Qin Tianlin, filled with a mixture of schadenfreude, pity, ridicule, and scorn.

Even he found it hard to bear. He wanted to maintain his composure and force a smile, but a sudden wave of anger surged within him. He shot the crowd a cold glare, then turned on his heel and strode into the challenge room behind him.

BANG! The heavy door slammed shut.

’Is he going to try and win it back?’

Seeing his actions, everyone understood his intent.

"Ha!" Wei Zhenghong was unfazed. Even if Qin Tianlin managed to take the spot back, he wouldn’t care. Su Chen’s Tier spoke for itself, and this single event was enough to completely ruin Qin Guang’s schemes.

Qin Guang was trembling with rage. ’That little bastard! He chose this exact moment to do this. He did it on purpose! He must have!’

The surprise on Xiang Zhou’s stoic face faded. He took a deep breath, gave a nearly imperceptible shake of his head, and turned to leave.

"Old Xiang, not staying for the results?" someone who seemed to know him well called out.

"There’s no need to wait." Xiang Zhou shook his head. "Junior Brother Tianlin won’t be able to win."

"So certain?" The speaker was clearly surprised.

Normally, it was difficult to reclaim a top rank so soon after losing it, but it wasn’t unheard of. For instance, Qin Tianlin, now fueled by fury and indignation, might just pull off an extraordinary performance.

Xiang Zhou explained, "Junior Brother Tianlin’s situation is unique. Since Su Xingzhong has already broken through his defenses once, he’ll have to expend far more effort to win."

As the champion before the last one, and having just fought Qin Tianlin himself, Xiang Zhou’s words were naturally credible.

Hearing this, Wei Zhenghong let out a hearty laugh. "Haha, looks like today calls for a grand celebration!"

He had no intention of waiting around for the results, so he turned and left.

Outside the challenge center, the crowd was a clamor of voices—some shocked, some stunned, all buzzing with discussion.

Zhou Yunyang muttered to himself, "How bizarre. Faster than Qin Tianlin... What is the deal with this Grand Martial Uncle? Even a Star Seed shouldn’t be able to do something like this..."

Amid his shock and doubt, he couldn’t help but feel a little smug. ’Thankfully, I had the foresight not to follow Fan Zhao’s instructions. I suppose that counts as building some goodwill.’

The Stewards from the various halls exchanged glances, many of their faces turning grim. It seemed the Qin Family’s decline was now inevitable. Qin Tianlin was certainly a figure of the future, but Su Chen’s future appeared even more dazzling.

Listening to the surrounding chatter, Liao Yunfan swallowed hard, his face a mask of shock. ’Where the hell did this freak of nature come from?’

’Making it to ninety-nine would have been one thing, but taking the top spot? What the hell? Qin Tianlin has a Divine Dawn Level Talent!’

"Holy shit!" Wang Ye slapped his thigh and wailed, "I can’t use this Grand Martial Uncle’s projection to train my Spiritual Resilience anymore!"

The surrounding discussions gradually died down as Wei Zhenghong and Shen Yi’an emerged. Wei Zhenghong’s voice boomed, "I’m hosting a banquet today! Everyone is invited to my Floating Island to drink your fill!"

"Yeah! Senior Brother Wei is so generous!" came shouts of approval from the crowd.

Wei Zhenghong left with a hearty laugh, and many people followed him. However, some others, both young and old, narrowed their eyes and walked straight into the challenge center.

They were all in the top 100 of the Holy List and were naturally curious about this Su Xingzhong’s power. They wanted to test it for themselves.

......

「On the Floating Island, inside the selection room.」

Su Chen gasped for breath, watching the light and shadow before him dissipate. Crimson blood dripped from his fingertips.

His Pulse Liberation state ended, and he was immediately hit by a wave of dizziness. He fell flat on his back, his heart POUNDING in his chest.

Sharp, stabbing pains radiated from all over his body.

Although he had kept his injuries in a state of equilibrium while using Blood Burner, he had inevitably suffered some backlash when attacking the Vajra, which worsened his condition.

’Using various abilities at high intensity shortens the duration of Pulse Liberation...’ This battle gave Su Chen a more comprehensive understanding of his own power.

He managed to lift a hand, retrieving a Restoration Potion and a Nutritional Potion from his Storage Space. He quickly downed them both and waited for them to take effect.

The battle scene replayed in his mind. ’That Qin Tianlin is truly something else. If I were missing either my Soldier Master or Reincarnation Saint profession, I never would have won.’

’If you threw that guy into the Dust Star Sea, I’m afraid even some Tier Seven Professionals with weaker foundations wouldn’t be able to beat him.’

A Professional’s strength was influenced by many factors. The Main Profession was the most critical, supplemented by special professions.

However, core members of the Sect like them mostly interacted with peers who also had Top Level foundations. They almost never encountered those with weaker ones.