In the year Stardate 1, mankind entered the interstellar age, with interstellar migration, spaceships, alien races, and outer gods...arriving one after another. By the year Stardate 717, Fang Xing looked out upon the cosmic backdrop teeming with dense armies of foreign races and declared that all aliens, cultivators, tentacles, esoteric teachings, and evil gods would be intimidated by his supreme talent and smashed to pieces with his iron fist... Well, this is actually the story of a transmigrator, who whimsically dominates many different worlds with the help of his professional panel...
"Hmm?"
Xia Long frowned. "Does Star City High School now teach students such dangerous martial arts techniques?"
Soul Searching Dragon Claw Hand and Extreme Emotion Sword, both being A-grade martial arts due to their extreme danger, were not part of the high school curriculum and clearly beyond the syllabus.
"Hehe, we didn't teach this, it is a family-passed technique of student Ming..."
Sun Fu responded with a smile that barely hid his gloating: "This classmate Liu is very lucky to have awakened an ability, most suitable for refining his physique. Perhaps he's already advanced to the Second Realm?"
Before he finished speaking, Liu Wei had already roared, his body tightening like a drawn bowstring, unleashing an immeasurable store of energy, displaying his Refining Muscle cultivation.
He moved with the power and grace of both dragon and tiger, his hands outstretched as he lunged towards Ming Yixin, choosing to fight offense with offense!
Mad Eighteen Strikes—Mad Tiger Style!