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Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God

In the new era of Blue Star Martial Arts, Demons invaded, and humankind was embroiled in a bitter struggles. Chu Feng transmigrated and arrived on the scene. Armed with the ways of being an overachiever, all he wanted was to once again show the spirit of a die-hard corporate slave and carve out his own piece of the world! No sooner had he been reborn than he was smeared with demons all over his face, but no worries, his golden finger had arrived! He could draw upon the Life Force of slain Demons to transform into Attribute Points, becoming stronger with limitless additions! "What to do when there are no more Attribute Points available?" "Hey, look over there, a lone Demon…" "Sneak up from behind, grab its head, just twist like this! Hey, Attribute Points secured!" … "In this world, having great strength means having everything!" "In my life, with such heaven-defying Martial Arts Talent, do you think I can become a Martial God?" "The path to the Martial God has ended; it's become nothing but old legends? Ha, the path I walk will be the new path of the Martial God!" … This book is also known as "Demons, I Need You to Help Me Cultivate!" "So Easy to Learn, I Think This Move is Really Simple" "Run Fast, the people at the front are haunted" "This Man is More Demonic Than the Demons Themselves!"

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384 Chs

Chapter 325: The Guard: It Seems We Made a Mistake; The Good Intentions of the Guard, the Prison Warden's Visit

The cacophony of howling and weeping convicts pierced through the thick blast-resistant glass and spread in every direction, furrowing the brows of the guards stationed atop the high watchtower.

A harsh reprimand immediately blared through the loudspeakers, "Do you want to start a rebellion? Silence! Make any more noise, and today's yard time will be canceled!"

The convicts promptly behaved themselves.

They feared nothing more than the cancellation of yard time.

This was the only good opportunity to bask in the sun out of the entire day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon, each session lasting about half an hour.

Any jerk who caused trouble and resulted in yard time being canceled would later be beaten to a pulp by the rest of them.

Hearing this forceful threat, they all shut their mouths, but still lay in a row against the blast-resistant glass, eagerly watching Chu Feng.

Watching them made Chu Feng and his companions' scalps tingle.