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System? Bullshit! I Become The King Of All Universe Without It

"I, Omi, since I came into this world, I have never put all of you, what evil youngster, what mad youngster, what genius expert, what rich second generation, what golden girl, what Baiyun Middle School, what Linjiang City, this youngster here has never put you in my eyes." ~~~~~~ Don Omi, the unparalleled martial arts genius, finds himself in a mystifying predicament when his lifetime of martial cultivation vanishes after a fateful cliff fall which lead to his death. Reincarnated into a world where martial arts hold less sway and technology reigns supreme, he is shrouded in amnesia. Armed only with only a little fragments of his past life's martial expertise, Omi embarks on a cryptic journey to assert dominance in this unfamiliar world. Yet, beneath the surface, hidden secrets and unforeseen challenges await him as he seeks a path back to his original realm.

Bakkymee · Fantasy
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153 Chs

God Sealing Swordsman

Right now, on the campus, the topic of discussion was no longer Omi and Zhao Ritian, no one was comparing Zhao Ritian to Omi anymore.

In the playground of Baiyun Middle School, Zhao Ritian had bandages wrapped around his body, sitting in a corner of the campus, one hand operating his phone, he would look at the campus, and smashed his phone in depression, roaring, "Grass."

"Brother Ritian, what's wrong?" The mad youngster Chen Zhijie asked.

"damn, I entered onto the campus, scrolling through from the top to the bottom, and not a single prominent post featured me, Zhao Ritian. It's quite a fall from grace, feeling like a tiger brought down by a pack of dogs."

Chen Zhijie said, "Brother Ritian, don't worry about it, after all, you were just beaten up by Omi yesterday, and it has already seriously affected your prestige, before you have established your new prestige, I don't think there are any main stickers about you on campus."

Zhao Ritian asked, "What about Long Xiaofei, Su Yuhao, and Wang Quirong and the three of them? What's taking so long, didn't we agree to have a meeting at eight, and now it's fifteen minutes past."

Chen Zhijie was busy saying, "Brother Ritian, there's no need to wait, they won't come."

"Why?"

"Long Xiaofei said he doesn't dare to get too close to you now for fear of being beaten by Omi."

"f*ck, a bunch of unrighteous people."

"Brother Ritian, you shouldn't be angry, after all, Omi is gripper than you, it's understandable that they are worried about being beaten by Omi."

Zhao Ritian snorted, "What a mouse's eye, I'm not as strong as Omi, but I still have my connections, packing up Omi, with my Zhao Ritian connections, is not a matter at all?"

"Is it possible that you have some kind of plan, Ritian?"

Zhao Ritian said, "You should know that I have a background of irregular power in Linjiang City, this district Omi, I don't even care about it, I'm not going to say anything, here we go."

Zhao Ritian's gaze went to the other side of the playground, and a boy with a steady pace came.

This boy with a steady pace, one look at the aura of his walk and one could tell that his strength was not ordinary.

When Chen Zhijie saw this walking boy, he was shocked and shouted with some excitement, "Feng, Sealing Swordsman."

That's right, this boy was the White Cloud High School's genius expert, Liao Ga Yuan, who was ranked third on the list, and because of his amazing sword skills, he was called 'Sealing Swordsman' by the students.

Zhao Ritian saw the man walking up and smiled, "You don't know, God Sealing Sword Warrior Liao Ga Yuan, is the son of our Third Hall Master."

"Third Hall Master?"

Zhao Ritian grunted, "The Wind Cloud Hall, the third master of the three major irregular forces in Linjiang City."

Chen Zhijie's body trembled, Wind Cloud Hall.

Just at this moment, Liao Jia Yuan walked over, his appearance somewhat indifferent.

"Zhao Ritian, why are you looking for me?" The Feudal Swordsman asked indifferently, seemingly not quite looking up to Zhao Ritian.

Zhao Ritian smiled, "Jia Yuan, of course I have something to look for you. As you can see, I'm now covered in wounds from that Omi's beating."

Feudal Swordsman Liao Jia Yuan snorted, "So what."

"Jia Yuan, don't be like this, my father is at least one of your father's right-hand men, I am now being beaten up so badly, you also feel that you have no face ah."

The Seal Swordsman trailed off, "Zhao Ri. Heaven, you relied on the fact that your father was the right-hand man of the third master of the Wind Cloud Hall and had some influence in Linjiang City, you were arrogant and rampant in the school, and now that you've been beaten up, you still have the face to come to me. Do you really think that with your seventh place ranking as a genius expert, you can become the number one young maniac in Baiyun High School? Funny. If your father didn't work for my father, who gives a shit about you? You've already been beaten up by a genius expert ranked ahead of you."

Zhao Ritian was depressed, "Jia Yuan, you're a Sealing Swordsman, you really aren't going to help me out and teach Omi a lesson?"

The Seal Swordsman said, "I am not the least bit interested in the rotten things between you evil and madmen, so don't look for me in such rotten things."

After saying that, Liao Gayuan walked away.

Zhao Ritian helplessly looked at Liao Jia Yuan's departing back.

Chen Zhijie said, "Brother Ritian, this Sealed Swordsman is too arrogant."

"Shh, keep your voice down." Zhao Ritian panicked and shushed.

"You want to die, Liao Jia Yuan is the son of the third hall master of the Wind Cloud Hall, you don't want to f*cking die. What kind of power is the Wind Cloud Hall, exterminating your whole family without blinking, my father is just his father's subordinate, what's strange that he doesn't give me face."

Chen Zhijie nodded his head in fear, "I never thought that the famous God Sealing Swordsman of White Cloud High School would be the son of the third hall master of the Wind Cloud Hall, not many people in the school even know about it, right? The Feudal Swordsman is too low-key, if I had such an awesome background, I would've been running rampant in the school."

Zhao Ritian smiled bitterly, "Everyone's aspirations are different, if Liao Jia Yuan's aspirations are just to be a mad or evil youngster at Baiyun High School, then he's not worthy of being the son of the Third Hall Master. Didn't you see that the way he looked at me just now, he very much despised me? In his eyes, I, the No. 1 Mad Youngster of Baiyun High School, am too useless. Of course, Omi, that number one evil youngster, is also despised in his eyes."

"It's indeed a fact that the sons of the third hall master of the Wind Cloud Hall have widely varying perspectives. The number one mad youngster who is high and mighty in other people eyes is now being looked down upon by others."

Liao Jiayuan, who walked out of the stadium, with a cold mouth, snorted, "I, Liao Jiayuan, am not a person who fights with you rotten people in school, my eyes, my ambition, you rotten people will never be able to experience." Liao Jiayuan's eyes were on the society, dominating the school was too lowly, it was not his cup of tea, only a no-good person would think it was awesome to be the school's dominator.

A few seconds later, Liao Jia Yuan clenched both fists and secretly said, "The police have openly mobilized all the experts in Linjiang City to assist the police in arresting One Defeat Red Dust as well as that mysterious expert tonight, I, Liao Jia Yuan, the Sealed Swordsman of White Cloud High School, will not miss it. Although my strength is not enough to be ranked among Linjiang City's experts, but I am not timid, I will go to fight with experts like One Defeat Red Dust. Perhaps I can improve my own strength from the battle. Hmph, for me to go and save face for Zhao Ritian and some rotten person like Omi, it's ridiculous. I, Liao Jia Yuan, am the one who dared to go to assist the police and fight with a strong man like One Defeat Red Dust, for me to go and hang out with you rotten people is simply an insult to my character."

On the playground, Zhao Ritian took out his cell phone and made a call out.

"Hey, Ri Tian."

"Dad, I've just called Liao Jia Yuan, unfortunately. He still looks down on me and doesn't even bother to go to Omi for me." Zhao Ritian said.

On the other side of the phone, Zhao Ritian's father, Zhao Qitian, was a bit saddened to hear his son say this, his son being looked down upon by the Third Hall Master's son wasn't very pleasant. His son was bullied at school and wanted to ask Liao Jia Yuan to help out, but he looked down on his son.