Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Xiao Chen had infused his Essence and physical strength before stomping. The broad arena, with a foundation of Heavenly Mountain Stones and coating of Frost Iron, slowly and unexpectedly sank into the ground.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The ground could not withstand the pressure of the arena sinking. Deep cracks formed and quickly expanded.
The cracks expanded relentlessly. As the ground tore apart, the other arenas on the drill grounds immediately cracked and shattered.
The thousand-meter-long drill ground shook endlessly. Even the surrounding spectator stands trembled.
The quaking lasted for a period before coming to a slow end. The arena under Xiao Chen was already level with the ground.
A surging aura came from Xiao Chen, rushing to the sky without end. He contested it with the three’s auras, revealing its sharpness.
“Do I qualify for the three of you to attack together now?”
Xiao Chen’s tone was calm as he spoke. He revealed his sharpness on his well-defined face. He was like a treasured saber, drawn and seeking someone to test his edge on.
Xiao Chen had wanted to test his true strength long ago. He wanted to know exactly how strong he was. The earlier few fights did not allow him to express himself fully.
The feeling was similar to that of being very excited and preparing to launch a full-powered strike, yet having an already defeated opponent, with no outlet to vent one’s strength.
This had happened to Xiao Chen over and over again. He had enough of this. He only wanted an enjoyable fight, utilizing his full strength.
On the platform, Feng Xuanyi, who had been silent, suddenly said, “If this fellow can emerge victoriously, he will probably steal all the Luck of these noble clan heirs. Who knows; he might really become a legend.”
[TL note: Luck, this is slightly different from the luck we know. At this point in time, all I can figure out is that it can be stolen from others or gained from certain events. This Luck is apparently for cultivators and is probably related to luck as we know it as well.]
The strength that
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