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Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God

In the new era of Blue Star Martial Arts, Demons invaded, and humankind was embroiled in a bitter struggles. Chu Feng transmigrated and arrived on the scene. Armed with the ways of being an overachiever, all he wanted was to once again show the spirit of a die-hard corporate slave and carve out his own piece of the world! No sooner had he been reborn than he was smeared with demons all over his face, but no worries, his golden finger had arrived! He could draw upon the Life Force of slain Demons to transform into Attribute Points, becoming stronger with limitless additions! "What to do when there are no more Attribute Points available?" "Hey, look over there, a lone Demon…" "Sneak up from behind, grab its head, just twist like this! Hey, Attribute Points secured!" … "In this world, having great strength means having everything!" "In my life, with such heaven-defying Martial Arts Talent, do you think I can become a Martial God?" "The path to the Martial God has ended; it's become nothing but old legends? Ha, the path I walk will be the new path of the Martial God!" … This book is also known as "Demons, I Need You to Help Me Cultivate!" "So Easy to Learn, I Think This Move is Really Simple" "Run Fast, the people at the front are haunted" "This Man is More Demonic Than the Demons Themselves!"

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Chapter 186: The Choice, Leave or Stay

Bu Jian strolled onto the platform, smiling down at the crowd below:

"Hello, everyone. I am Bu Jian, the head of Combat Academy.

"It is a pleasure to see so many excellent students willing to join the Combat Academy. I hope that all of you will come through these meaningful four years unscathed."

The audience was utterly silent, their hands raised to clap but frozen midway.

The warm atmosphere brought by Bu Jian's enthusiastic words was ruined by the word "unscathed."

He looked at the crowd with a smile, pressed his hands down, and signaled for them to lower their hands, "I do not mean to spoil the scenery deliberately with this speech.

"As your teacher, however, it is my responsibility to remind you of the dangers you may face in the future."

With his hands clasped behind his back, he walked down from the platform, circling around the room of over a hundred people while observing them and speaking: