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I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

Li Xuan found himself in a predicament after transmigrating without the luxury of a system or plug-ins. To evade notice, he took refuge in a small mountain village. However, one day, he was mistaken for a reclusive expert, he was forcefully adopted as a master by an eager disciple who refused to take no for an answer. Struggling with his moral compass, Li Xuan initially rejected the disciple's proposal due to his commitment to honesty. Yet, faced with persistent insistence and tempting offers, he reluctantly crafted fictional cultivation techniques. Much to his astonishment, the disciple not only embraced these fabricated teachings but successfully cultivated with remarkable prowess. Witnessing his disciple's thunderous muscles, resilient bones, and potent vital force, Li Xuan couldn't fathom the inexplicable success. Bewildered, he exclaimed, "I fabricated it all! How did you manage to cultivate so successfully? What kind of monster are you?" To add to the perplexity, a mysterious Golden Finger manifested: "Your disciple mastered the technique you invented from scratch. Your flawless completion of the technique has enhanced your strength a hundredfold compared to others at the same level!"

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Chapter 175: The Sword Falls like Divine Punishment (Please vote for monthly tickets)_2

Dịch giả: 549690339

But no matter how frantically he retreated or dodged, Meng Chong kept in hot pursuit, punching after punch, executing brutal and relentless attacks like a humanoid brutal dragon.

Everyone on Cang Jiang, even the strongest, was horrified.

This bald youth, having such terrifying physical strength, was almost as good as a treasure.

How could there be such a physically powerful man in this world?

How could he have cultivated a body of flesh and blood comparable to a treasure?

While everyone was in awe of Meng Chong's brutality and his robust physique comparable to a treasure, the sword of thunder already fell like a divine punishment.

Boom!

All of the Demon Lord Huo Tu's attacks, those thick waves of blood, had completely dissipated under this sword.

Where the sword lands, it sweeps away all the darkness.

No...

A short sound of disbelief rose, and under this sword, the body of the Demon Lord Huo Tu turned into charred black, and eventually disappeared like ashes.