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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
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
“H- how is this possible!?”
Feng Xiwu stared at his right hand, dumbfounded. His index and middle fingers were extended, forming a “scissors”. However, it was met with Li Qingshan’s tightly-clenched fist, clearly a “rock”. Li Qingshan smiled resplendently.
Feng Xiwu originally possessed absolute confidence in his grasp over the heavenly secrets, but in the moment they clashed, he felt the heavenly secrets being completely obscured from him. He could not read what Li Qingshan was about to play anymore, which perturbed him slightly. As a result, Li Qingshan grasped the opportunity and made his decision according to the movements of Feng Xiwu’s hand.
Victory had already been determined in that split second.
“What’s so impossible about this? If you’ve lost, then you’ve lost! Are you going to admit your defeat or not?” Li Qingshan waved his “rock” around in front of Xiao An before grinning at the little phoenix. “My good son, you’ve got to take my surname, Li!”
“Mighty be first father!” The little phoenix gave him a thumbs-up.
“Qingshan, why don’t we, uhh, go for a best of three rounds?” Feng Xiwu whispered softly, squeezing out a plea after great difficulty.
“Don’t even think about it!” Li Qingshan declined firmly. A major element behind his victory this time was luck. Even if he had the spirit turtle to obscure the heavenly secrets, it was absolutely impossible for him to read Feng Xiwu’s movements either. If Feng Xiwu had not shown an opening, he had less than a thirty percent chance of winning. If they went for another two bouts, who knew what the end result would be.
“You- you- you-” Feng Xiwu “you”-ed for a good while, but at the end of the day, he was still a man of his word. His principles forced him to accept this result, but he was unable to bear with his own failure.
“I know you’re not happy with this, senior Feng, but please consider this, senior. Qingshan’s strength right now might be below senior’s, but what about a century into the future? It’s impossible for this phoenix to remain on Fire Melt mountain forever, u
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