Max Level is 100? I Can Upgrade All skill s to Lv99999!-Chapter 120 --Conservatively Speaking, My Win Rate Is 99.99%

Chapter 120: Chapter120-Conservatively Speaking, My Win Rate Is 99.99%

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Talia’s words instantly plunged the entire Executive Meeting Room into a deathly silence.

Just listen to that—was that even something a human being should say??

At that moment, even the corners of Caelan’s mouth could not help twitching violently twice.

Seriously, Cousin... wasn’t this a little too much??

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Caelan coughed violently a few times, then hurriedly waved his hands.

"No, no, no—I’m not that strong. I’ve just been a tiny bit lucky, that’s all."

Of course, what he was really thinking was that he was afraid of genuinely hurting these relatives and elders’ fragile hearts.

As for the senior figures on the other side, after hearing Talia’s words, dissatisfaction immediately appeared on their faces as well.

They were absolutely certain that once little Caelan advanced to 4-star, his strength would definitely become terrifyingly powerful.

But powerful was one thing—saying that he could take on all of them at once was another entirely!

"Talia, what kind of nonsense are you talking about? I admit little Caelan is indeed very strong, but saying that in just a few days he’ll challenge all of us together—isn’t that too arrogant??"

"Talia, I know you think highly of your cousin, but I hope you can maintain an objective judgment. Don’t forget, heavy responsibilities rest on your shoulders. You absolutely must not act on impulse!"

The relatives present all began lecturing Talia one after another.

They knew very well that once Caelan reached 4-star, he would definitely be extremely strong.

But if they joined forces, then even Caelan would absolutely not be their match!

After all, there were a total of 72 seats in the Executive Meeting Room. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Even excluding a few of the older members, there would still be at least 60 relatives who could join the fight.

Yet in the face of all of them, Talia showed not the slightest hint of fear. Instead, she crooked a finger at them provocatively.

"If you’re not convinced, then once Caelan reaches 4-star, come at him together!"

At that moment, Jelena also walked forward with a smile on her face.

She did not speak up for either side. Instead, she looked at the gathered relatives and said in a serious tone,

"The strength of a Chosen One is something you cannot possibly imagine. Once he reaches 4-star, I believe dealing with us won’t be any more difficult than clearing out low-level mobs."

Jelena’s words caused everyone present to fall into silence.

Jelena had never been the sort of person who liked to boast. And let’s not forget—she had personally fought Caelan.

So if anyone present understood Caelan best aside from Talia, it would probably be Jelena and Johnson.

Even so, some of the higher-ups still refused to let it go. So they turned to Caelan and asked,

"Little Caelan, I’ll give you half a month. Tell me honestly—do you have the confidence to defeat all of us old folks?"

The moment that question was raised, it instantly drew the attention of almost everyone in the Executive Meeting Room.

Everyone was extremely curious to see what Caelan would do now that the ball had been kicked back to him.

After all, no matter what, as the person in question, Caelan should have his own thoughts. He should not simply be influenced by others.

But...

how exactly was he supposed to answer this? That really was a headache!

Caelan rubbed his brow helplessly.

What should he do? Should he tell the truth or not??

If he told the truth, it would probably hurt their pride too much.

There was no way he could just say that once he reached 4-star, one skill would be enough to wipe all of them out instantly!

At that moment, Johnson could no longer hold back and spoke up.

"Little Caelan, don’t feel any psychological pressure. Just say it directly—what are your chances of defeating all of us?"

Jelena also joined in and encouraged him,

"Little Caelan, don’t be afraid. I’ll protect you, so just boldly say what you really think!"

Hearing them say that, Caelan thought for a moment before finally speaking with great caution.

"If I wait until I reach 4-star... then, speaking conservatively, my chances of winning would probably be around 99.999%..."

The moment those words were spoken, the faces of the big shots present instantly turned rather ugly.

Wait, was this kid joking, or was he deliberately mocking them??

What did he mean by conservatively speaking, 99.999%? Just listen to that—did that sound like something any normal person would say??

It was simply far too arrogant!

Just as the emotions of the senior figures were on the verge of erupting, Caesar slowly rose to his feet.

As the patriarch of the Grey family, Caesar possessed authority beyond ordinary people’s comprehension.

The moment he stood up, all disputes and dissatisfaction were temporarily suppressed.

"Since little Caelan is so confident in his own strength, then as elders, you lot cannot afford to hold the child back."

"How about this—when the time comes, I’ll arrange another place for the spar."

Caesar’s final word at last stabilized the entire situation.

As for the matter of assigning covert bodyguards, Caesar decided to put it aside for now.

After all, Caelan had already displayed extremely powerful strength and a strong ability to protect himself.

And so, the strength test finally came to an end.

Just then, a warm smile suddenly appeared on Caesar’s wrinkled face.

With one hand, he grabbed Caelan’s arm, and the way he looked at him was full of affection.

"Good, good. Truly a fine child!"

"Even in that chaotic environment outside, you still managed to preserve such good character. As expected—you really are a child of our Grey family!"

"Little Caelan, come with me. I have a few things I intend to give you."

The big shots in the Executive Meeting Room understood Caesar’s intention almost instantly.

Now that the strength test was over, the next step was obviously handing out rewards!

Caelan did not hesitate and immediately followed behind Caesar.

As he looked at Caesar’s back, he hesitated for a moment before finally asking the biggest question in his heart.

"Grandfather, what level is your strength actually at?"

Caesar seemed to have already guessed that Caelan would ask him this.

So he smiled and waved a hand casually.

"Not that high. Only Level 952, that’s all."

"I’m still only 15-star. Compared to you young people, I’m really far behind!"

15-star???

When Caelan heard that, he could not help sucking in a cold breath.

Originally, he had thought that reaching 9-star was already an existence of extraordinary greatness.

But now it seemed that the true top experts were all at 15-star!

"Grandfather, then what about my maternal grandfather? Is he as strong as you?"

The moment Caesar heard this question, he immediately turned his head aside, looking thoroughly smug.

"Him? He’s nowhere near good enough. He’s only Level 950—weak, very weak!"