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Death Scripture

Born into a wealthy family, Gu Shenwei was spoiled and carefree. However, at the age of 14, his entire family were brutally murdered, and he was caught by some bandits who sold him into slavery. As a slave boy, he entered Golden Roc Fort by chance and found the man who had slaughtered his family. He endured insults and worked hard to improve his kung fu while working as a slave boy. He learned from and plotted against his enemy under the enemy’s nose. He became increasingly ambitious as he became more and more powerful. He would only be satisfied if he completely destroyed his enemy—by fair means or foul. Gradually his bitter experience turned him into a totally different person. This is a kung fu fiction that is full of mysteries and surprises. This is a story dealing with love, betrayals and distances. This is the journey of an ordinary boy who, against all odds, fought against formidable foes. This is a tale regarding a person who felt abandoned by the world made unremitting efforts to create a new world of his own, in which he was alone.

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Coagulation

Éditeur: Henyee Translations

The hall returned to darkness. This time, the situation didn't become chaotic. Everybody just silently stood where they were, as if they would be attacked as soon as they spoke out.

"Puh." Someone else lit a torch and audaciously walked towards the center of the hall.

Han Fen walked around Wild Horse and loudly declared, "He's dead!"

The people picked up the torches on the ground and slowly lit them again. The hall became bright once more. Panic-stricken, the crowd slowly gathered around in several layers of circles, checking the end result of the duel.

Wild Horse was standing with his left foot in front of his right foot, and the sword in his hand was pointing towards the front. His head was slightly tilted up and his eyes, which were far apart, were as blank as usual. However, his face was red, imparting a dignified might to him.

But he had indeed died. Nobody saw any wound or blood on him, but nobody could sense his potent killing aura either.