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My Life Can Be Infinitely Simulated

Gu Yang crossed over to a high-martial world, eked out a living in small village for two years, and finally saved up enough and activated the Life Simulator system. With a certain amount of money, a simulation can be run. After the simulation ends, one of the three can be retained: realm, martial arts skills, or life wisdom. [For five years you were an accountant, saved up enough money to buy a cultivation manual, practiced hard for ten years and became a Ninth Realm martial artist, but then ran into an enemy and died!] [Once you left the mountains, you were at the Ninth Rank, became a protector of a certain family, practiced intensely for twenty years, broke through to the Eighth Grade, and ultimately, died of old age in a small town.] [Once you left the mountains, you were at Eighth Grade, received recognition from a noble clan, were taught profound martial arts, but due to slow progress, were marginalized, and after a dozen years, you finally broke through to the seventh grade, but then encountered powerful foes on a mission and were killed.] … After countless rounds of simulations: [You encounter people, but none are a match for you. You realize that you have become invincible.]

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255 Asura Fields

The front of Tianxin Martial Hall was bustling with activity, exceedingly lively.

It just so happened to be the day of recruitment at the martial hall, and the number of people who came to register had increased tenfold compared to before.

The news of Cheng Tianxin breaking through to the First Rank had already spread throughout Divine City.

From a commoner, he became a generational Grandmaster.

What's more, the whole world knows that Cheng Tianxin has an inseparable relationship with Gu Yang.

Therefore, countless people in Divine City want to enter Tianxin Martial Hall and are almost fighting over a slot.

Suddenly, the originally bustling entrance of the martial hall became much quieter.

As if silence was contagious, in a short while, it was so quiet at the entrance that you could hear a pin drop.

Ding Dong Dong...