Playing Dead Makes Me Stronger, but You Struck the Wrong Person with That Heavenly Tribulation

> Lin Yuan lay facedown on the arena, playing dead. This was his third year in a row pretending to be dead during the tournament to save his own skin.

> The crowd jeered. His opponent, Xiao Li, planted a foot on his face and sneered, “Useless fool. Playing dead won’t save you.”

> Just as the sword’s edge was about to pierce his throat, a notification suddenly rang in his mind: “The Strongest Playing-Dead System activated successfully!”

> “Newbie mission: Play dead on the spot for fifteen minutes. Reward: Divine cultivation technique, Tenth Level of the Great Tortoise Breathing Art.”

> Lin Yuan immediately shut his eyes and held his breath, but the sky suddenly filled with dark clouds.

> Nine golden bolts of tribulation lightning, each as thick as a barrel, tore through the heavens and blasted the entire arena into a pit.

> When the dust settled, Lin Yuan scratched his head, unscathed. “Sorry, System. I couldn’t control the power of the newbie gift pack.”

> The spectators fell silent. Only the enforcer elder’s beard was smoking.