Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Chapter 413: Wang Chong Steps Forward!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"What are you up to?"
A questioning voice came from the side. It was Huang Qian-er, her eyes warily fixed on Wang Chong. She had been at Wang Chong's side this entire time, so she had heard loud and clear his conversation with Old Eagle.
"Haha, what I should be doing," Wang Chong carefreely said from his horse. When he saw a few members of the Zhang Clan walking over, he hurriedly waved his hand to them.
"You're simply no match for him. You also saw that Imperial soldier. He had a much higher cultivation level than you, but he still died to that Ü-Tsang First Prince."
Huang Qian-er was incredibly wary of Wang Chong's intentions. Her mission was to ensure Wang Chong's safety, not send him to death.
"You're not capable of dealing with that person!"
"You're underestimating me too much."
Wang Chong grinned. As he began to leisurely take off his robe, he ordered those members of the Zhang Clan to open the boxes and pass over the upper body of Deep Sea Xuan Metal armor.
The Zhang Clan truly had put some effort into this armor. Wang Chong reached out to appraise the armor and immediately felt his hand sinking down. This armor was not simply its weight of one hundred jin.
In both its shape and tenacity, this armor appeared to be incredibly strong, giving off the aura of a miniature fortress.
Wang Chong raised the armor over his head with both hands and quickly donned it. His body felt abnormally comfortable, like a fish in water or a bird in the forest. The armor was extremely well-fitting.
"…Since I'm planning to step into the arena, I naturally have an idea of how to win, or else I wouldn't be doing this. And besides… if I don't step in, do you intend to go in my place?"
Wang Chong turned to look at Huang Qian-er, a faint smile on his face.
Huang Qian-er's mouth opened, ready to speak, but then she hesitated. There were so many people here, so many experts, but none of them were stepping forward. It wasn't like there was no
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