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Celestial Bloodline

Kyle's life was lazy and ordinary, but little did he know something extraordinary lay dormant deep inside his body. All his life, he remained unaware that everything happens for a reason. Everything changed when he turned 16. His older brothers, fed up with his laziness, devised a plan to teach him a lesson. They urged him to take the entrance test for a prestigious academy, thinking that getting a beating in the test would instill some sense into their lazy brother. Kyle was stunned, speechless, but due to their coordinated planning, he reluctantly agreed with a hint of resignation. "I don't think I will pass the test anyway, so trying it for the experience isn't a big deal." "The only problem is, I can't guarantee that all my body parts will stay intact until the end of the entrance test." But to Kyle's shock, he passed the test without even lifting a finger! Still, he was convinced that he would eventually be kicked out of the academy due to his lack of strength. But the moment he set foot in the academy, he discovered something incredible about himself. He was special and nature's favorite. . . . ______ (#It's my first time writing. So, support me with ps, gt and gifts. Hehe, THANK YOU) (Note: The cover is not mine, found it from pinterest. All credits go to the owner who can ring me up in the comment section if he/she wants me to remove it.) It might be empty right now and maybe needs more work, but there's finally a Discord server! ^^ Link; https://discord.gg/eBBXatxWVb

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Kyle raised his hand, and the silver spear zoomed out from the pit in the ground he had created and landed in his palm.

He turned back and looked at the screaming man with bat-like wings, whose hand he had just broken after the latter had tried to plunge his blade into the stomach of the red-haired man. His eyes gleamed with a menacing glint, radiating a sense of ominous intent as he maneuvered with an agility that even a transcendent rank individual couldn't hope to match.

The tip of the silver spear in his hand gleamed dangerously with a golden hue as he executed a rapid series of thrusts and spins in just a split second.

Each movement was swift and precise, aimed directly at his opponents' vital points as he effortlessly weaved through the people with bat-like wings encircling Jian, leaving behind a trail of blood and agonizing cries in his wake.