The Draconic System: Rise of To Ascendance

The VR battlefield arena hummed with anticipation. Students of all ranks were gathered in the observation hall, eager to witness the upcoming duels. On a Tier 2 planet like Eros-7, the highest cultivations available to commoners barely reached F-tier, with only the wealthiest students possessing E1-tier techniques. Anything above that was unheard of.

Raizen adjusted the neural interface helmet over his head, feeling the familiar jolt as his consciousness synced with the simulation.

[Welcome to Eros-7 VR Combat League.]

The virtual world materialized around him—a vast metallic warzone with towering skyscrapers and simulated debris. His opponent stood across from him, clad in an armored exo-suit, the insignia of an E1-tier private academy gleaming on his chestplate.

Oris' voice buzzed through the team comms. "Raizen, you ready for this? That guy's got an E1-tier body cultivation method. He's no joke. Most students here barely have access to F-tier techniques, and he's probably got some family backing."

Raizen smirked. "I guess we'll find out."

A countdown appeared in the air. [Match Start in 3… 2… 1…]

His opponent launched forward, boosted by superior cultivation. Raizen dodged instinctively, his body reacting faster than before—his system providing predictive movement paths in his vision. A rush of exhilaration coursed through him as he retaliated, aiming a precise strike at his enemy's chest. Sparks flew as metal met force, the impact sending his opponent staggering back.

The crowd roared, their excitement feeding into the combatants' adrenaline.

Raizen felt something shift inside him—his body reacting faster, more precisely than before. The system's enhancement was taking effect. He grinned, flexing his fingers, and prepared to strike again.

This was only the beginning of his ascent.