Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
“How is this possible…”
Leng Aotian was utterly dumbfounded.
Shouldn’t he be the winner of this year’s selection for the two Sacred Areas?
How did he lose to this Qin Nan who appeared out of nowhere?
Are you kidding me!
Leng Aotian’s expression turned incredibly dark, who almost vomited blood on the spot.
How disgraceful!
Last year, he suffered a total defeat after stumbling into that genius. Following it, he spent a year cultivating in seclusion just to come first this year, and finally achieved an outstanding result of forty inches. However, he ended up encountering this Qin Nan who managed to draw the entire saber out from the ground after discovering its true form!
Why am I so unlucky?
What did I do to deserve this?
Is God pulling a prank on me, by not allowing me to come first despite all the effort I put in!
“Qin Nan, I hate you!’
Leng Aotian withheld the anger in his heart and uttered a roar at Qin Nan before fleeing from the scene.
Qin Nan was utterly confused; I don’t think I’ve offended him before. Isn’t it just a competition, why does he hate me all of a sudden?
“Leng Aotian!”
The envoy of the Feiyang Sacred Area’s face turned pale as he rose from his seat and planned to chase after him. However, before he could react, Leng Aotian’s figure had already vanished from his sight.
“Cough Cough, I did remind you there’s no point for this competition. Leng Aotian had already suffered a great shock last year; why would you want him to suffer again this time? But you never believed my words, and insisted on betting with me…” Fang Jian let out a sigh while shaking his head. Leng Aotian was quite talented, leaving him with a great future ahead. However, his luck was not that great, and with his stubbornness, together with the shock he just experienced, it would not be easy for him to recover.
“You…”
The envoy of the Feiyang Sacred Area felt like vomiting blood, but he was instantly left speechless.
Meanwhile, the geniuses now looked at Qin Nan differently.
At the beginning, they were disdainful toward Qin Nan, as t
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