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Reincarnation Of An All-Rounder

[WPC-318: DUNGEON] Silver Winner. Becoming a "Chosen", a person with abilities that surpassed human capabilities --- or coming from a great family... Those are the only guarantees of power in a place where strength ruled. After repeated trials and failures, Luke finally awakens and becomes a Chosen. Not only does he awaken, but he awakens in a manner, the like of which was never heard. He awakens through a dream. Sooner than later, with his help, his friend also awakens and they both hunted together in dungeons. In one of their dungeon hunts, they find out the truth about dungeons and tales of a past long forgotten. These discoveries changed their views on these beast-filled nests. In a fit to find more about these truths, they delve into dungeon tracing which ultimately led to a mystery Luke wasn't fully aware of about himself. He was a Reincarnation. The reincarnation of an unrivaled genius from years in the past. Greater threats loom in the shadow with each passing chapter and Luke has to overcome them all with the help of others. ************ The chapters are very slow-paced but I can assure you that it gets faster also, THIS BOOK IS HERE TO STAY AND I'LL NEED YOUR HELP ON THAT. Upload Time: 00:00am - 2:00am (GMT +8) NOTE- Cover Art doesn't belong to me. All credit goes to the original artist.

UrekSenpa1 · 奇幻
分數不夠
122 Chs

Assessment III

Bam!

Obed punched at his opponent with a smile.

Eek…" The short boy with short brown hair had to jump to the side to avoid getting knocked out in one punch.

The second round of spar had started, and it was Obed's turn.

Immediately the sun rose, they had all been summoned out of their rooms and the spar commenced.

An hour and a half had passed since then and the spar was coming to an end since this was the eighteenth duel.

"Hey! Stay still for once." Obed yelled with his voice which was getting oddly deeper as the days went by.

The boy froze at Obed's shout and a blow approached his face. "I sur… sur… surrender!!!" He managed to scream after two trials.

The match ended when the opponent surrendered. "Tch." Obed clicked his tongue and dropped his hand.

"At least you're fast." Obed glared at the boy who refused to let him get one hit and walked away from the spar area.