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One Last System

Scorned by the world he was born in, Arthur had no other choice but to learn how to deal with it. Yet, just as his hard work and dedication were about to pay off, the hate towards his origins brought him to his death. But that wasn't his fate. His future wasn't supposed to end with his head cracking against the edge of the stairs. His bloodline could not die as that would be against the wish of the universe itself. Thrown to another world, he found himself in a situation where the skills and craft he honed would be no longer of use. His patience, his creativity, his logical thinking were no longer in demand in a world where strength reigned supreme. Or was it? "My system is overpowered. I'm not shameless enough to deny it." "Scores of women and slaves all around? Those are the wishes of a naive kid, not mine." "Lower the price of those apples by a quarter and we will have a deal!" "Dear, stop, I cannot hold any longer!" Jump in and follow Arthur's adventures as he proves that even the illogical world of sword and cultivation has its own rules. Laws, that one can learn, laws, that Arthur sets off to use to his own advantage! **** This novel will have some comedic elements, but it won't be the core of the story. I also won't hold back any punches when it comes to dark humor, heavy elements or morally ambiguous aspects. If you are looking for a fckboy/edgelord/cliche, then his novel is not for you. Discord: https://discord.gg/PNGgcMr

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509 Chs

Corrupted tournaments

The spiritual energy that would usually refuse to buckle unless forced to do so was now flowing seamlessly through Mia's body. 

Every strike of her fist or foot against the training pillar would add to her Qi's momentum. 

Soon, every last of her moves turned in tune with the natural flow of her inner energy. Every twist, every contraction of the muscle, or attack itself would be just a part of the melody rang by Mia's power. 

'It's all working now,' Mia thought, immersed in her training way more than she normally would. 'It's like adding oil to a burning plate,' Mia realized, lost in the fervor of striking the stone before her.

Strike, strike, strike and strike. Mia's Qi continued to converge on one point, condensing well beyond any reason. 

For every bit of energy lost in the condensation, the more spiritual force would flow into Mia's veins, nourishing her body back to the perfect shape.