Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 292: Got him
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 371: Curses and Talents
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1263- Golden Zombie
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 983: Blueheart Flame
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1262- Sacrifice, Xia Bai
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 656: Unexpected Changes in the Temple
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 291: Choices
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 370: Gao Ming's New Death Portrait?
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3851: Destroying the Formation with the Energy-devouring Furnace
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 44.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1261- Third party lifeform
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 982: Pernicious Plot
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1260- Big problem
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1258- Rat Army outline
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 655: The Heaven Is Going to Change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1259- Proof
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 981: Red Leaf Alliance (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 355 - A Small Favor; A New Deal
Zhuo Zhibo’s gaze towards Li Qingshan became cautious. He frowned deeply. Li Qingshan’s casual attitude only seemed to verify his thoughts.
By now, the dead Qi Practitioner had already been carried away, and the order of the rounds were rearranged. A Black Wolf guard personally hosted below.
Although the Qi Practitioners were envious, jealous, and resentful of Li Qingshan, they were afraid of saying anything about it. From today onwards, he was a Hawkwolf guard. He was no longer an existence they could provoke.
The Black Wolf guards in the pavilion experienced various thoughts. They gazed at Li Qingshan with either disdain or curiosity. Regardless of the ground, an arrogant newcomer was not well-liked, let alone the fact that Li Qingshan had basically replaced their old colleague, Feng Zhang. Moreover, his strength was only at the first layer, which led to even more disdain. Many people wondered just how they would teach a lesson to this ignorant kid from the mountains.
Li Qingshan just stood below the pavilion, gazing at the platform. He was even more relaxed than the gambling Hawkwolf guards, ignoring all of the gazes on him. He discovered that it was indeed better to stand to the side and watch people fight for their lives instead of being involved as tools for gambling.
Two Qi Practitioners arrived at the centre of the square, standing ten steps away from one another.
The one to the left wore green casual wear and was in his twenties. He had fairer skin and no facial hair. His hands were empty, without a weapon. Li Qingshan could still remember that he had purchased two talismans from him, one inferior and one low grade. He clearly had some background, probably from an aristocratic clan, born with the talent to practise qi.
The person to the right was much older. He was in his thirties or forties at the very least, and he wore grey, tighter-fitting clothes. He had an extremely prominent red scar on his face. He gave off a sense of fierceness. There was a sword at his waist. If Li Qingshan had guessed correctly,
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