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I’m Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts

Li Wensheng transmigrated to an era where all energies were returning and every citizen practiced martial arts. Here, champions focus on martial arts mastery, becoming physically peerless as they honed their spirit. They would also seek superior weapons, including unbreakable war axes, or keen blades that could cut a giant tree with a single swing. Even so, Li Wensheng learned Immortal Arts from the very start! Though his scrawny form was exceedingly inconspicuous at first, he wielded Immortal Arts to smash long blades with his bare hands and crush giant hammers! Li Wensheng was flying everywhere on his sword while others were busy trying to surpass the limits of human speed. He could kill with a leaf or flower he plucked while others requested blacksmiths to hone their weapons. He cooked medicinal pellets with his cauldron, brewing Yuan Pellets that ascend cultivation while others trained their bodies to strengthen themselves. Martial arts champions: “Why aren’t you using any weapons?” Li Wensheng smiled, two of his fingers casting an immortal technique: Ten Thousand Swords Retrogression! At his words, every sword behind everyone’s back took to the skies without hope of control, gathering behind Li Wensheng into a rain of swords that covered the skies! This is a world where I alone cultivate immortality while everyone else trains in martial arts!

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Andrew vs the Snow Leopard King

Éditeur: Simple MTL

The nine-headed demon snake had been watching the battle from afar.

It had seen a flaming feather from the phoenix, but in the end, it couldn't even pierce through the opponent's bones.

Such an expert, and he was saying that he was eighth grade?

"You're indeed blind," Clayton said indifferently.

"Andrew, come here."Clayton waved his hand toward the top of his head.

Shua!

A figure descended.

Andrew restrained his aura a little, and it didn't seem that powerful.

He was just an ordinary golden body realm expert of the eighth stage.

Roar...

The nine-headed demonic snake's nine heads and eighteen eyes all stared at Andrew. Its pupils revealed a hint of surprise.

The Snow Leopard King was the same.

The nearby Ant King said in a low voice in disbelief, "He really seems to be of the eighth stage..."

"How can the Anaconda King lose to an eighth-grade human? Did this kid really kill him?"