You Said You Were Useless, So How Did You Kill a God in One Hit?

Five thousand years after the spiritual qi revival, vicious beasts prowl everywhere and martial arts flourish. Warriors hold a transcendent status, standing above all others. A year ago, Yan Xiu was an academy prodigy. At just sixteen, he became a Ninth-Rank Martial Apprentice, basking in countless accolades like the blazing sun in the sky. But after a beast disaster left his parents dead and him gravely injured, he lost all his cultivation, and his talent was damaged too. He now cultivates at less than a third of his former pace. From then on, he fell from the clouds into the dirt. His former friends gradually distanced themselves, and the girls who had once pursued him sneered at him. He endured scorn and ridicule, and could no longer afford the next term’s tuition, leaving him on the verge of expulsion. At the lowest, darkest point in his life, the Infinite Critical Strike System appeared.

[Congratulations: Your cultivation session triggered a million-fold critical strike. Your progress increased by a million times.]

[Congratulations: Your attack triggered a ten-million-fold critical strike. Its power increased ten million times.]

[Congratulations: Your martial arts training triggered a hundred-million-fold critical strike. Your proficiency increased a hundred million times.]

[Congratulations: Taking your pill triggered a hundred-billion-fold critical strike. Its effects increased a hundred billion times.]

When the apocalypse arrived and the gods descended, plunging all living beings into despair, a figure appeared in midair and casually smashed apart the towering form that blotted out the sky and radiated endless pressure. His classmates who witnessed this scene erupted: “You said he was a good-for-nothing, but he just killed a god in one hit?”