And the exchange students from here were the third year elites from the top four academies. In spite of this, they still could not beat the few chosen juniors from a single school.
The whole class turned to look at Zhang Xiaoying.
Zhang Xiaoying: "…"
Whom had she offended? Why were they all looking at her for?!
"Since Lu Man won the Chinese Arts Championships, it's natural that all our schools would pin our hopes on her. The school hopes that in case we lose, at least it won't be by a great margin. The leaders of the academies aren't certain whether Lu Man can beat the students there, but as the champion of the Chinese Arts Championships, if she can't do it, what about the others? To put it plainly, they have much less hope since Lu Man did fight her way to the top against students of all year levels among the nation's performing schools. This equates to her being the first in our local entertainment industry.
"So, Lu Man is crucial to the exchange competition this time. This decision is not just the go-ahead from our school to Lu Man, it's a combined decision from discussions by the leaders of the top four academies with the exchange places. Or do you all think that the leaders of the top four schools are giving special treatment to Lu Man? Don't forget, our four schools have a competitive relationship. Who's willing to let a student from another school occupy the spot for nothing? Who's not willing to take that freed-up spot for their school and let one more of their own student expand their horizon?
"But the leaders unanimously decided to leave the spot for Lu Man precisely because she is irreplaceable! Rather than freeing up the spot and switching to another student, they'd rather let Lu Man retain it. Or else, it'll be a waste no matter who they give it to!" Teacher Liang's words cut straight to the point while she was also looking directly at Lu Qi and Yu Jingxian.
Yu Jingxian's face was burning from her embarrassment. 
So Teacher Liang was implying that giving her the spot would be a waste?
Then again, what could she say?
As someone who could not even make it to the school's top ten representatives in the Chinese Arts Championships, how could she compare to the champion of the Chinese Arts Championships?
Everyone then knew that Lu Man's going was actually decided on together by the four universities.
They all knew of the competitive relationship among the schools.
They'd heard from the seniors who had gone on the New York University exchange that there was competition even among their team. Everyone was ordered by their respective schools to not get beaten by the students from the other three schools.
Moreover, just as Teacher Liang said, if there was a freed-up spot, wouldn't the four schools do all they could to make it theirs and give their students another chance?
But no one did this; they left it to Lu Man.
Lu Qi gritted her teeth in anger. How was it that Lu Man was always so lucky?
That all the good stuff was hers?
Lu Qi said indignantly, "Teacher Liang, I disagree. It's totally different being an exchange student for a year versus staying here and restricting oneself from growth. Lu Man won the Chinese Arts Championships once, but we all are improving at the same time—especially those who're going for the exchange. But Lu Man's remaining where she is, and it's uncertain whether her standards will still supersede the other students' by then."
Many agreed in their hearts, feeling that Lu Qi's words were reasonable.
"I don't like your words," Teacher Liang said coldly. "Do you mean that what we teach in our school can't be compared to that in New York University? That studying in here for three years can't be matched by studying over there for a year?"


"Take me in, I'll do anything you want me to!" 

In her previous life, Lu Man is sent to prison after being framed by her step-sister and an asshole. After being released from prison, the only thing that greets her is her mother's tombstone. Seeing the asshole and bitch getting happily along together like one big family with her birth father and step-mother, she sets out to die together with the asshole and her step-sister in fiery flames. 

The moment she opens her eyes again, she finds herself back on the very day she was framed. Resolutely jumping out the window and climbing next door, she seeks refuge from the man occupying the room there. But who would have guessed that the man is the brilliant hunk she has always admired from afar in her past life?

She vows to rub her eyes clean and be more discerning of people. She wants to make everyone who owed her in the past to pay her back! 

"Young Master Han, can you let me hug your other arm too?" 
"Actually, I have one more, do you want it?"
"…" 


Perhaps this level of strength was not too conspicuous in the Main Sect, but for many sub-schools, it was already very scary.
All these disciples were undoubtedly very talented and after entering the Main Sect, they would start to cultivate vigorously. In the future, they would most likely enter the Zhen dao realm and become true disciples.
Peak of Xiantian third stage? Ye Xiwen turned again to look at the three strongest disciples and noticed that they were probably only a step away from reaching the Xiantian fourth stage and right now, he was not a match for any of them.
But Ye Xiwen was not worried about these three geniuses because he was confident that he would eventually be able to catch up with them.
"Junior sister apprentice, take a look, these are this year's disciples!" Ye Xiwen's eyes were closed when suddenly a loud voice reached his ears.
Accompanied with the sound of flapping wings, two demon birds flew down from the sky. On top of a large eagle, stood a man with an appearance of about twenty-years-old, clad in traditional Chinese clothes, dancing in the wind and there was a smile on his face.
The other bird was snow-white crane carrying a black-clothed beautiful woman who had a pair of black curved eyebrows and pure-white skin. Looking at her, it seemed as if a celestial beauty had just descended into the mortal world.
Everyone's eyes were attracted to both of them, even Ye Xiwen was no exception, but his eyes were not on the man but on the woman atop the crane.
Hua Menghan!
Ye Xiwen was determined that this was definitely the girl he had rescued in the cave. Compared to the slightly awkward girl he had seen last time, this time when he saw Hua Menghan, she was really like a fairy having an unparalleled grace and elegance. Her appearance was truly pleasing to the eyes.
Hua Menghan seemed to have noticed Ye Xiwen's gaze and turned to look at him.
After seeing Ye Xiwen, Hua Menghan was somewhat surprised as she did not expect to meet him so soon. Moreover, his current strength had really surprised her because when the last time she had met him, he was only a Houtian realm master, although while rescuing her, he had beheaded Luo Tian, but at that time, she had seriously injured Luo Tian. But now, Ye Xiwen had not just broken through to the Xiantian realm and was already at the peak of Xiantian first stage.
Hua Menghan slowly descended from her crane, and step by step, walked towards Ye Xiwen while simply ignoring the Chinese-robed youth, who was constantly trying to talk to her.
"You came." Hua Menghan said.
"En!" Ye Xiwen nodded.
"I still haven't thanked you for the last time." Hua Menghan said as she was in a hurry last time and had left without thanking him personally which could be considered a very rude behaviour.
"It doesn't matter, that was as easy as lifting a hand." Ye Xiwen shook his head and said as he had benefited a lot from that incident and couldn't ask for more.
"Junior sister apprentice." At this time, the Chinese-robed youth also came over, "Who are you?"
The Chinese-robed youth frowned and shouted in a low tone. He had instinctively felt some threat from Ye Xiwen.
Seeing the youth questioning Ye Xiwen, Hua Menghan wrinkled her black eyebrow. But right then, Ye Xiwen said: "Qingfeng Mountain sub-school, Ye Xiwen!"
Ye Xiwen could see arrogance and a look of disdain in the eyes of that Chinese-robed youth. The Main Sect disciples always looked down on the disciples from sub-schools as there was a huge difference between their strengths.
But that Chinese-robed youth forced a smile on his face and said: "Hello junior disciple, I'm Hu Yanghang, a core disciple."
When Ye Xiwen heard that Hu Yanghang was a core disciple, adding to his arrogant tone, the meaning was clear that he was obviously pursuing Hua Menghan and was one of her suitors. And this was a method of warning him to stay away.
Just like Hua Menghan, Ye Xiwen also neglected Hu Yanghang. He took out a phoenix shaped jade pendant then put it before Hua Menghan and said: "I give this Jade rare treasure back to you."
There was a shocked look in Hu Yanghang's eyes and his gaze was continuously swinging between Hua Menghan and Ye Xiwen. How could he not know that this jade pendant was very precious to Hua Menghan and she would never allow others to even take a look at it? And now, it actually appeared in the hands of Ye Xiwen. Exactly what had happened between the two of them that Hua Menghan had actually given her precious jade pendant to someone else?
Thinking of all sorts of possibilities, suddenly, Hu Yanghang looked at Ye Xiwen with a killing look flashing in his eyes.
"Since you already have it, just keep it." Hua Menghan lightly said, "In comparison to what you did for me, this jade pendant is simply not enough."
When many disciples standing around in the crowd of heard Hua Menghan, they could secretly make a guess that Ye Xiwen must have handled some major matter that had actually led to his friendship with this fairy.
Ye Xiwen did not want to explain anything to anyone as this secret belonged to the two of them and he wanted to keep this thing a secret between just the two of them!
"Assessment is about to start, I won't take your time anymore."
After saying a few words to Ye Xiwen, she didn't stay there for too long and flew into the sky on her crane and soon disappeared from the eyes of everyone.
When Hu Yanghang saw Hua Menghan leaving, he was also not in a mood to stay there. He first gave gloomy glances to Ye Xiwen then mounted his eagle and left.
After the two of them left, many disciples of various sub-schools started to give curious looks to Ye Xiwen because they didn't know how he had come to know a disciple from Full moon peak.
Even ShangguanXuanyi, Yan Chiling and ZhangsunYuyin had turned back and were looking curiously at Ye Xiwen.
Although they did not have to be specific, but anyone could make a guess that those two were definitely the disciples of Full moon peak because except the true disciples and elder-class people, as well as some characters with special permissions, only the disciples of this peak were allowed to fly over the Full moon peak.
The people of Qingfeng Mountain sub-school were especially very curious. They couldn't understand how Hua Menghan was on such friendly terms with Ye Xiwen and it seemed that she owed him a great debt as well, otherwise, why would she be willing to give her personal jade pendant to him.
Although they did not know the specific effects of that jade pendant, but with just one look, anyone could see that the jade pendant was really extraordinary.
Faced with so many curious gazes, Ye Xiwen directly closed his eyes.
Ye Xiwen had killed Luo Tian and people of his clan so he didn't want to get in trouble by getting a new formidable enemy.
Ye Xiwen also did not want to develop a habit of 'stirring up trouble wherever he goes'!
The crowd did not continue to look at Ye Xiwen because assessment examination had finally started.
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Ye Xiwen was previously only an ordinary university student on Earth, but unexpectedly crossed through into the world known as the Zhen Wu Jie world! In this world, formidable warriors are able of turning over mountains and collapsing the ocean, destroying the sky and extinguishing the earth! He originally had ordinary aptitude, because of that he received the mysterious special space! Any martial art can be deduced within the mysterious space, other people practice for decades, he only needs a year! So long as he has enough spirit stones, any talents he faces are all floating clouds!

"Brother Lin, what is it? Is something good going to happen?"
Zhao Zhong Yang asked curiously after seeing the smile on Brother Lin's face.
Lin Fan smiled and shook his head. "I don't know yet, but Secretary Chen just told me that it's something good without telling me any details."
Zhao Zhong Yang tried to guess, but he could not think of anything. "Brother Lin, could it be something out of this world?"
Lin Fan replied, "Hmm, maybe? I'm not sure yet."
Wu You Lan was curious too, but she did not ask him about it. However, she felt that something crazy was going to happen.
Fraud Tian also thought about it, but he could not think of anything either.
Lin Fan did not want to think about this matter anymore, so he unlocked his phone and read the news. Then, he realised that some of the headlines seemed weird. It seemed that someone had been posting about the news of other countries.
This time, the fact that he eradicated AIDS shook the nation, but the impact on the rest of the world was not small either.
Some foreigners even thought that Lin Fan was a god. After all, he saved them from AIDS.
Some celebrities tried so hard just to go viral, but Lin Fan just kept it simple. He eradicated anorexia, leukemia, and now AIDS, which instantly made him well-known by everyone.
Perhaps terminal illnesses these days would not be of any problem now. Meanwhile, minor illnesses could be treated easily with the help of some medication.
At the same time, Chinese medicine was being widely explored by foreigners.
According to the information provided by Zhao Ming Qing, some foreign medical schools started to contact the Chinese Medical Academy to collaborate with them. They wanted to learn more about Chinese medicine.
It was initially an impossible task since people did not really treat Chinese medical academies seriously. However, ever since Master Lin conquered so many diseases, many foreign medical schools wanted to find out more about it.
The Chinese Medical Academy instantly became popular.
Previously, some of the students of the Chinese Medical Academy were ashamed of themselves when they were asked about it. However, now they would proudly state the name of their school.
At Shanghai Chinese Medical Academy.
Director: Zhao Ming Qing.
They had conquered many illnesses in the research labs of their school.
Those students who had dropped out of Chinese medical academies were regretful of their decisions as they could not enroll themselves again.
After a few days.
Lin Fan was sitting in his shop when a loud scream could be heard.
"Brother Lin, quick, look at the news! It's crazy!" Zhao Zhong Yang shouted.
Lin Fan replied, "What is it?"
He felt that something was wrong. He wondered why Zhao Zhong Yang had screamed. However, he looked really excited and he felt that something great must have happened.
Fraud Tian looked over and he was dumbfounded after reading the content on the screen.
"Oh my, it's crazy!"
Lin Fan stood up and walked towards Zhao Zhong Yang. "What is it? Why is everyone screaming? Let me see."
When he looked at the screen, he was stunned too.
"They're giving me a prize?" Lin Fan asked after reading the content on the screen.
Zhao Zhong Yang replied, "Yeah! It's the country giving you the prize. Although we don't know the situation yet, I believe the entire Internet already knows about this since it's been reported."
Fraud Tian added, "Impressive, you're too good. You're going to be powerful! I think Cloud Street is going to blow up even more."
"Hahaha," Lin Fan chuckled. "Nice, it's really nice. I love getting prizes. I guess this wall will be filled with prizes in the future."
The crowd did not want to say anything after hearing what he said. They did not expect Master Lin to say that at all. It was as if he was collecting prizes for fun.
When the news was published online, all the netizens went wild.
"Oh my, is Master Lin really going to receive an award?"
"Yeah, it's going to be awarded by the nation at the most grand place. It's going to be crazy."
"Looks like what Master Lin did is finally being recognised. I told you, Master Lin is so powerful. He deserves these awards. They're finally here."
"Hmph, I don't even know what this man did. Why should we give him this? There are a lot of people out there who sacrificed a lot and they didn't even get recognised. I think it's corruption."
"^ Bro, I think you must be stupid."
"Yeah, everyone knows what Master Lin did. He deserves this prize. At the same time, he even promoted one of our national treasures. Chinese Medicine is very popular in other countries now."
"Haha, I own a Chinese medical hall in another country. In the past, nobody bought anything. However, a lot of people are buying it now and the queues are crazy. I don't even have enough medicine to sell."
Some celebrities and internet stars also came forward to congratulate Master Lin.
They felt that Master Lin was really powerful, and he finally received recognition from everyone. It was something that they could never achieve in their lives.
Lin Fan was thinking about the prize as he was curious about what it was.
Just as he was thinking about it, a call came.
Wang Ming Yang said, "Bro, congrats! I just saw the news. It's going to be mad this time."
Lin Fan replied, "Haha, I gotta stay low-key. It's nothing much, just a normal prize."
Wang Ming Yang replied, "Normal? It's going to be crazy. You should see where they're having the event at and the person that's awarding it to you."
"I didn't see it. Who is it?"
Wang Ming Yang added, "Bro, it's literally held there. Who do you think it is?"
"Woah, are you implying that it's him…?" Lin Fan was stunned. He was ecstatic. It was a feeling that he never experienced before.
Wang Ming Yang did not realise that Lin Fan was just pretending. He said enviously, "Of course. It's something that everyone dreams about. I didn't expect you to achieve it. You're going to be famous!"
"HAHAHA."
They chatted for a while longer before hanging up.
He understood why Wang Ming Yang was so happy about it.


I am Lin Fan and I've become a jack of all trades just because of a powerful Encyclopedia. 
In the first ever competition organised for trolls, all the other contestants lost. The crowd exclaimed, "Brother, you're so good at trolling." 
Lin Fan replied, "But I've never been trolling..."

Cong Nianwei burst into laughter at the funny boy.
"All visitors are our guests. You are in charge of the reception. Make some tea for us."
She would rather have a private talk with Hilton.
Lan Jin, who was a smart man, gestured at Qin Guan and grimaced. Then he went out of the gallery, leaving the three of them alone.
"Take a seat. Make yourself at home!"
Cong Nianwei greeted Hilton, who was still deep in thought. Qin Guan picked up a newspaper to cover his embarrassment. A TV program? Great! The first episode of "America’s Next Top Model" will be airing this week?
Hilton's daydream was crushed as she returned to reality.
"Okay, okay. Let’s talk about our plan..."
Cong Nianwei was smiling gently, but Qin Guan looked serious.
"This is the catalogue of the oil paintings we can provide you with, and the customized items for hotels and art centers."
Cong Nianwei took out a thick book and opened it before Hilton.
To some degree, Hilton was able to decide about the artwork placed in the hallways of the hotels, as well as in the VIP and presidential suites. This was because she loved fashion and art and had learned to appreciate art ever since she had been a child. She was very gifted in that field.
Although she had always been criticized for her private life, the rich heir was not as dumb and useless as outsiders imagined. When she talked about fashion and art, Hilton turned into a different person.
She read through the big, thick book carefully, learning about the painstaking efforts of the Chinese oil painters of the last generation.
Thanks to his director friends, Qin Guan had discovered a group of artists in the 798 district, whose dreams couldn't be stopped by the ocean.
The painters were leading hard lives. Domestic galleries wouldn’t accept their work, but they still wouldn’t abandon their dreams.
They had to keep living, and they would rather live on their brushes than on manual labor. They created artwork for commercial use in order to make money to pursue their dreams. It was a win-win situation. Their hobby sustained them.
 As a result, the painters living in the 798 district were no longer worried about making ends meet. Both oil painters and traditional painters had found a way out. They didn’t have to put up with art dealers from South Korea, who bought their precious work at low prices, or suffer through the sarcasm of gallery owners anymore.
 They just wanted to make more money from their work. Cong Nianwei had provided them with an open international platform. Artists of different schools and styles had discovered a shortcut to success.
Hilton closed the catalogue, her face looking calm and serious.
"I’m really surprised to see you include all 15 schools of oil painting in your catalogue. And I’m shocked to see some really fierce work here."
"Our hotels tend to go for realistic and art nouveau oil paintings though. Of course, we also need some minimalistic paintings for the restrooms."
"As for the traditional Chinese paintings, I think they will go well with our Chinese style suites. I want the best ones though."
Watch your words. You’ll have to ask the Chinese for permission to get artwork by Zhang Daqian or Qi Baishi. You’ll get artwork by professors of the China Art Academy at best.
"What do you offer?" Cong Nianwei asked straightforwardly when she saw that Hilton was satisfied with the goods.
Hilton took a list out of her purse. It seemed that she was well-prepared.
Cong Nianwei was satisfied with the offer, but she still kept her poker face on.
"Large customized landscape paintings… 400 dollars… Minimalistic customized paintings… 150 dollars… Tens of hundreds of…"
"Are you planning on changing all the paintings in your hotels? Or is it time for an annual adjustment and redecoration?"
She didn’t even look up. Hilton was shocked by her questions. That cunning woman knows everything. Cong Nianwei seemed much taller to her now. Cong Nianwei smiled to herself.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

Wei Xiao Bei felt as if these stories were created for children at bedtime.
Well, based on this point, he also understood why the wars that occurred in Paris in the Dust World were more modern.
Not long after, the phone in Wei Xiao Bei's room started ringing. It was directed from the hotel's main line.
It was a call from a girl called Reannie.
Reannie called in, not only to thank Wei Xiao Bei for his help in the Dust World, but also to invite Wei Xiao Bei to her family's dojo as a guest.
This was their promise in the Dust World. Wei Xiao Bei couldn't break his promise, thus he agreed during the phone call.
Wei Xiao Bei rarely visited others as a guest, especially overseas.
After giving it some thought, Wei Xiao Bei searched on the internet to understand the courtesies of visiting in Western countries then went out to buy some gifts.
Reannie was riding a Citroen to get Wei Xiao Bei.
Citroen was a French car manufacturer, thus it occupied a huge fraction in the French family-use car market. It was similar to America's Chevrolet.
Reannie's family dojo was located in the 13th District in Paris, also known as the Chinatown in Paris.
When a Chinese dojo opens, it was very common to build it in the Chinatown of the place. It was not only convenient, but there was also the acknowledgment between culture and tradition, which made student recruitment less of a problem.
If a new dojo couldn't recruit students, then it wouldn't become popular. Without the popularity, future development would be a pipe dream. If those who came to learn martial arts saw a quiet dojo, then their minds would naturally form a bad impression.
He had to acknowledge that Reannie's driving skill was pretty good, as there weren't any incidents on their way.
Wei Xiao Bei sat in the front passenger seat while looking at the cars on the roads of Paris. He noticed quite a number of female drivers and could not help but ask, "Do you watch Chinese news?"
"Sometimes, I would browse the Chinese web.'
Reannie was really focused while she drove. She seldom spoke unless Wei Xiao Bei talked to her.
"From what I've noticed, French female drivers are really good. A lot better than the female drivers in the Mainland."
Wei Xiao Bei said this thinking he was being humorous. Reannie nodded her head as she drove driving, and she said with a serious tone, "It might be due to the larger amount of cars here, which gives more opportunity to practice."
Reannie did not understand Wei Xiao Bei's actual message at all. This made Wei Xiao Bei lose interest.
In fact, for a girl like Reannie, even if she looked at the Chinese web, she would at most look at the situation of her father's hometown. As for the news about other female drivers, she wouldn't read at all, thus, she wouldn't understand Wei Xiao Bei's actual meaning and could only continue driving.
Luckily the 13th District wasn't that far from the hotel that Wei Xiao Bei was staying. He soon saw a lot of yellow faces on the road.
To be honest, Wei Xiao Bei had been abroad for a while. Looking at the yellow faces made him a little excited.
The store signs in Chinese characters at the side of the streets especially gave Wei Xiao Bei the feeling that this was one of the cities in China.
It was clear that Reannie was quite popular in this area. As the traffic here was heavier, she slowed down her car. The passer-by that saw Reannie would come over and greet her.
The thing that Wei Xiao Bei couldn't stand the most was the old ladies that started gossiping when they saw him sitting beside her.
Well, Wei Xiao Bei actually knew that these old ladies thought he was Reannie's boyfriend. All of them carried a weird expression, as if he had stolen their husband.
Maybe they initially planned to introduce Reannie to their childrens and grandchildrens and form a family with her.
Their faces naturally wouldn't be happy as a decent-looking young man suddenly appeared with Reannie.
Toward the end, Reannie had to forcefully accelerate.
Without a doubt, Wei Xiao Bei noticed that the blushing Reannie couldn't withstand the old ladies' questions anymore.
From another perspective, the shy expression on this little girl's face made her look so pure and lovable. Wei Xiao Bei's heart was moved as he looked at her.
Nevermind; it's impossible.
One of them was in France and the other in China. Just the great distance was enough to destroy a lot of things.
Wei Xiao Bei also knew that after this trip abroad, he wouldn't have much time to do so again.
Lee's Xingyi Dojo!
A plaque with words in gold hung above the dojo's main door.
Wei Xiao Bei, who was still in the car, looked at the sign and nodded. It is Xingyi, indeed.
The doors of the dojo opened at this moment. A fit, middle-aged man in white training attire stood at the door with two rows of more than ten hardy youths in the same attire.
Looking at this, Wei Xiao Bei didn't want to delay any further in the car. He quickly got out of the car to greet them.
They welcomed him with extremely high etiquette!
Wei Xiao Bei didn't dare to be arrogant. He quickly walked toward them with two bags of gifts.
Before Wei Xiao Bei could finish his words, the middle-aged man cupped his fist with another hand and said, "Descendent of Shenzhou Xingyi, Lee Kun Yang."
Wei Xiao Bei knew this was the greeting when martial artists first met.
In ancient times, communication was not developed. To avoid misunderstandings, both parties would report their school of martial arts. Of course, it was also to intimidate the enemies.
When the criminals heard the name of a famous school, they wouldn't dare to do anything, even if they originally had the intention.
These martial arts schools and families had the culture of defending each other.
If one was wrong and was caught, then nothing could be done. However, if one was bullied, the bully would be in trouble when the school and family find out.
This culture still remained. It had its practicality.
Wei Xiao Bei also knew that Heibei province, Shenzhou was where Xingyiquan was founded. The recent Xingyiquan master, Lee Luo, was from this place. He was an apprentice of Dai Long Bang, a master of the Dai Clan's Xingyiquan. Lee Luo mastered it after ten years. Then he went back to his hometown. Using the Xingyiquan that he learned as the foundation, absorbing Taoists' life perspectives, philosophical thinking, and personal experiences, he turned Xinyi (feelings) into Xingyi (form), and created the school of Xinyiquan, a subsidiary of Xingyiquan.
He impressed the field of martial arts and was known as the God Fist Lee, having the same position with Dong Hai Chuan of Baguaquan and Yang Lu Chan of Taijiquan.
One of the compliments that Lee Luo deserved was that he changed the conservative thinking of the field of martial arts and spread his martial art. This, in turn, made Xingyiquan stand out, eventually becoming one of the top three martial arts that used inner energy in China.
At this moment, Reannie was surprisingly well-behaved. She quickly came and took the gifts that Wei Xiao Bei brought to avoid an awkward situation.
Without the burden of the gifts and his blushing face returning back to normal, he cupped his fist and said loudly, "Cangzhou Baji Wei Xiao Bei pays respect to senior."
The name reporting wasn't for fun.
Cheng Bi Wu warned him when he had just started learning.
Reporting names was to tell others what school a person came from. He couldn't say things like Cuihu Baji Wei Xiao Bei or Baita Baji Wei Xiao Bei. It would be a joke if he said so.
At least before Wei Xiao Bei became famous, these were all jokes.
The formal way of reporting names should be reporting the place where one's martial art was inherited from.
Also, one could not report their name in such a way if one's name wasn't recorded into the scroll of the school.
Luckily, before leaving the country, his Master Cheng Bi Wu called and informed Wei Xiao Bei that his name was already recorded into the scroll of Cangzhou's school.
In other words, Wei Xiao Bei was considered as a disciple of Cangzhou Baji from that moment! He then had the right to pray to the ancestors of the school.
This shouldn't be underestimated.
A lot of people might think that praying to the ancestors was too traditional and old, or who still cared about this in modern society, and that it was such a feudalistic, conservative thing to do.
However, for a martial artist, the inheritance of the school was extremely important!
The other disciples in the school would only treat one equally when one truly became a disciple of the school.
From the perspective of benefits, becoming a disciple gave one the entire social network of the school.
In fact, for the school and families of the martial arts that are still kept, which of them didn't have an impressive background?
In modern society, the disciples of these martial arts schools and families did not have simple identities. There were also many businesses that were under these schools and families.
His second senior apprentice brother, Zhang Zhi Long's initial reason to be a disciple under Cheng Bi Wu was not only his passion for martial arts but also to establish his position in his family with the power of the school.
To be brutally honest, if one wasn't recognized by the school and wasn't recorded in the scroll, one would only be an outer disciple, even if the master thought highly of one. If one didn't succeed, no one would spare a look at him or her.
However, if one was recorded into the scroll, the school would announce it to most schools and families. When one bumped into disciples from other schools, they would respect you, and you would be given an equal right.
One might not like it, but it was actually really important.
As for Wei Xiao Bei's visit, Lee Kun Yang already called back to China to investigate Wei Xiao Bei's background and found out that Wei Xiao Bei was indeed recorded in Cangzhou Baji's scroll, thus, he presented in a way appropriate to welcome the direct disciple of Cangzhou Baji.
If it wasn't, merely with the favor of saving Reannie, Lee Kun Yang would at most give him some cash and drink some tea. He would not waste so much energy to welcome him.
"Truly talented! Martial Uncle Cheng really didn't lie to me."
Lee Kun Yang was really passionate. He dragged Wei Xiao Bei and introduced the disciples under his school.
The only question that Wei Xiao Bei had was, why Lee Kun Yang called his master a martial uncle?
Lee Kun Yang came to Paris and founded this dojo. After all these years, he had recruited a number of personal disciples and they were the ones who welcomed guests at the door with him.
Maybe it was because Wei Xiao Bei brought gifts, and it made him look like a son-in-law, but half of the disciples showed looks of displeasure.


One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World?
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What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?
How did my room become so ruined after a single night?
The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.
The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.
The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.
Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.
Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static.
After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.
Mother… is this a dream?
This must be a dream!

In actuality, even if they did not attack, after clearing out the regions, Great Qin would make a move against the rest of China. After all, Great Qin would already be a Level 10 or so Marquisate Kingdom, and it would be no problem to destroy the rest of the Chinese factions.
Great Qin now had 14 billion people and 1.4 billion soldiers. This meant that Great Qin could now have 14,000 Basic General Seals, 1,400 Intermediate General Seals, 140 Advanced General Seals, and 14 Marquis Seals.
It also had 22,000 Great Cities and 4,521 Cities. At the same time, it also had countless Wyverns and Corpse Soul Commanders who had fused with City Lord Seals.
All of this together was a terrifying force. However, because the situation within Great Qin was not stable yet, Zhao Fu did not want to make a move. After completely clearing out all of the regions, Great Qin's overall strength would increase by leaps and bounds, making it much easier to take down the rest of China.
Through the Chinese factions' probing, they understood Great Qin's goal. Of course, they did not want Great Qin to be able to solidify its foundations and allow it to continuously develop; otherwise, they would be doomed.
As such, they had to act now. Otherwise, they could only wait for death.
Zhao Fu went to the City Hall and took the Imperial Ruler's Seal. Because the Imperial Ruler's Seal had been with Great Qin for quite a while, had acknowledged him, and had absorbed much of Great Qin's Fate, it did not show any resistance. As such, he could directly refine it without going through as much trouble.
Refining the Clan Armament would be a heavy blow to the rest of China; it was a blow to their bloodlines, while Great Qin would receive an additional Clan Armament, causing its bloodline power to become even more powerful.
Originally, Zhao Fu did not want to do this, because refining the Clan Armament would greatly affect all of China. Considering that Great Qin was part of China and that he could already use the Imperial Ruler's Seal, Zhao Fu had been hesitant to do this the entire time.
However, Zhao Fu did not show any more mercy, because he was going to unify all of China. Out of the countless worlds, their human world was still quite weak. The Fish Scale people had just invaded, and in the future, the Dark Demon world or the Grassi world might invade as well.
Only with the greatest power would they be safe. Moreover, because Great Qin was part of China, it would not be destroying China but re-unifying it.
Zhao Fu gathered his ten Generals, went to the Heaven and Earth Refining Formation, and started to activate the formation.
Boom!
A massive explosion rang out as a rainbow-colored pillar of light rushed into the sky, causing the clouds to swirl and for the heavens and earth to go dim. The Heaven and Earth Fate seemed to be guided by an invisible force and madly gathered, resulting in wild gales.
At that moment, everyone in China stopped what they were doing, because they started to feel a palpitation in their hearts. Their hairs all stood on end as a sense of crisis descended.
"What's going on?" All of the Chinese players started to feel quite panicked, not knowing what was going on. However, all of the ability users and espers' faces became pale, because they clearly knew what was happening – this feeling came from their bloodlines.
Only something incredibly important to China being in danger could make all Chinese players feel like this. This item was, without doubt, China's Clan Armament.
China's Clan Armament was in the hands of Great Qin, and since Great Qin was not in any danger, why was the Clan Armament in danger? The only possibility was that Great Qin was doing something to the Clan Armament.
Thinking about how Great Qin had made India's Clan Armament its own, countless people's expressions fell – Great Qin was destroying its ancestral heritage!
No one had expected Great Qin to do something so rebellious and unfilial; it was completely mad. That was China's Clan Armament, the most important thing to all Chinese people; he was actually refining it to take it for himself.
This would greatly harm all of China. Whether they were people or entire factions, they would lose a large amount of Fate, and their bloodlines would also take a heavy blow, causing China's overall strength to greatly weaken.
Of course, this would not have any effect on Great Qin, but others would be greatly harmed. Almost all Chinese people were enraged; how could anyone not be angry when their interests were being harmed in such a way?
All Chinese people started to condemn Great Qin, criticizing Great Qin for acting in such a rebellious and scandalous way. They were angry to the point of wanting to rip Great Qin to pieces, saying that Great Qin was selfish and evil and that Great Qin's Legatee did not deserve to be called a Chinese person.
Great Qin's actions almost caused everyone to explode with anger. If there was a vote to destroy Great Qin, it would have been a unanimous decision.
The expressions of the people from the Hundred Schools of Thought were quite grim, because they would be greatly affected as well. However, the other side was Great Qin. They were about to unify all of the Midland Continent, and if they acted against them, once Great Qin succeeded, what would happen to them? They might all be slaughtered.
The ones who were the most shocked and scared were the Dynasty Legatees. If the Clan Armament was refined, their Fate would be greatly reduced, and their bloodlines' power would become much weaker. Their overall strength would greatly decrease, and they were about to fight.
"We have to stop Great Qin!" Thinking about the terrifying consequences, countless people's expressions became quite unsightly. They did not hesitate and were determined to stop Great Qin because the Clan Armament was simply too important to China.
However, how could they stop Great Qin? Since the Clan Armament belonged to all of China and contained China's Fate, only all of China could stop it together.
All of the Chinese factions immediately called for everyone to resist Great Qin and stop it from succeeding. If they did not want to live under Great Qin's tyranny, give up their wives and daughters, or for China to disappear, they had to fight back.
After the matter of the Fish Scale world's invasion, almost everyone had expressed discontent towards Great Qin, if not anger. Great Qin's arrogant actions in not even bothering to make any explanations made them already quite furious.
Back then, not many people had wanted to get involved, because even though Great Qin did not do things in a good way, everyone was safe, so they did not want to blame Great Qin. However, things were different now – Great Qin was directly harming their interests.
How could they endure any further? Because of teleportation channels, news spread incredibly quickly, and with the various Chinese factions calling for everyone to be united, many people decided to resist Great Qin.
The Chinese factions also convinced a few Sects and Schools that were unhappy with Great Qin to join, such as the Confucians, Mohists, and Buddhist Sect. With them joining, the Chinese side had more methods to deal with Great Qin.


“Ding! Soulbinding has been successfully completed; you will now head to the Heaven Awaken World.” After hearing this, Zhao Fu’s vision darkened as he fell to the ground.

With bleak prospects in the real world, Zhao Fu’s life is turned around when countless crystals fell from the sky one night, which people could use to enter an alternate, game-like world. After obtaining an ancient Chinese empire’s legacy, Zhao Fu uses his intellect and resourcefulness to develop his own empire from a tiny village. However, with enemies both in the real world and in the Heaven Awaken World, he must make brilliant decisions and use creative schemes to survive.

Everyone in the class shared the same expression when Madam Jin announced the news – disbelief.
Lu Feiyan who was still worried about her results was stunned, Wang Rourou who had just been praised for her improvement was stunned, the entire class was so surprised that their breathing was choked.
The rumored incredible genius who had excelled Yi High's prodigious scholars and received perfect scores in all four subjects in the joint examination of five schools was actually their class' Yun Jian... The one who ranked at the bottom few places of the school every time there was a test?
It – it was impossible!
Sure today was not April Fool's Day?
"No way! This is impossible! She's scored full marks for all four papers? This is simply impossible!" Wang Rourou shrieked, clenching her paper that had "108" written on it.
After that, she shouted in a more exaggerated expression, "She obviously spent no more than ten minutes on each subject during the test. How could all her answers be correct? It must be a mistake – yeah, it's a mistake… She cheated! Miss, she must have cheated!"
Wang Rourou was filled with mixed emotions.
She now wondered how risible and ridiculous what she had previously said and done to Yun Jian must have been.
Nonetheless, Wang Rourou's rambling was interpreted differently by the other students.
Yun Jian had only spent ten minutes answering the papers? Oh, now they remembered!
Yun Jian had only been writing for a moment before she was sleeping on her desk during the day of examination!
How did she actually score the highest out of five schools?
Did that mean Yun Jian could obtain a perfect score by simply and easily answering the papers that felt challenging to them?
"You said it yourself. I only took ten minutes for every paper. How am I supposed to cheat? Copy from others? Does anyone else have better results than me? Or did I copy from books or notes? Will I be able to copy the answers in ten minutes?" Yun Jian was not the type to stay quiet when she was accused. She stood up and countered Wang Rourou.
Madam Jin coughed, apparently agreeing with Yun Jian.
After all, she was the homeroom teacher of Class (6) and was their Chinese teacher. She had been teaching for at least decades. Analyzing many students' answers, she could see right through them if they had written it on their own or if they had cheated.
Furthermore, it was like what Yun Jian had said. If she had cheated, how did she?
If she were to copy from others, no one in the class did as well as her model answers.
Even if she were to copy from the textbooks, she would not be able to achieve perfect scores in all four subjects!
Honestly, Madam Jin was the most surprised when Yun Jian's results were announced.
How could someone's results take such a big leap?
She had risen to number one of the five schools from last in her own school!
"Alright, quit it. The school has verified the matter and has analyzed Miss Yun Jian's paper. We're sure that she certainly did not cheat because Miss Yun Jian's mathematical workings, arguments in Chinese essay, and thought process in the English answers were written in much detail. She's basically on par with a college student or even a master's student!"
Madam Jin breathed out deeply as she spoke, the astonishment that hit her had yet to recover since first discovering Yun Jian's results.
The class also sucked in a deep breath when they heard Madam Jin. When they looked at Wang Rourou again, their gazes were different.
In comparison, their gazes at Yun Jian were now tinged with admiration and respect.


She was the top level hacker, the number one secret agent, unexpectedly rebirthed as an ordinary ninth grader.
Debt dunned by her gambling-addicted father, who dared borrow from loan sharks. Having unbearable family relatives...
Yun Jian who was rebirthed chuckled humorlessly, palming her forehead. Do they wish to know how death was spelled?
A striking return, an unforgettable retaliation - I shall kill anyone who bullies me! 
Heroine Yun Jian, Leading male Si Yi
P.S. A feel-good novel, revenge, face-slapping, powerful female and male protagonists, and requited love!

Once she had said those words out loud, the atmosphere in the dormitory grew quiet.
Lu Yixin cast a strange look at Yan Hanqi and felt that her words had an underlying meaning.
Yan Hanqi was eliminated much earlier than her today that by the time she got out, Yan Hanqi was already out there with the rest of her eliminated teammates.
She didn't know who it was that eliminated Yan Hanqi. But from the looks of it, it was Qingjiu?
Lu Yixin had no idea why she got a kick out of the knowledge that Yan Hanqi Qingjiu eliminated her.
She picked up her clothes and went to the bathroom first.
After she went in, Gu Qingjiu raised her brows and gazed at Yan Hanqi with a hint of a smile. "I've been curious as to why you've been addressing me as Senior."
She and Yan Hanqi were both first-year students.
It wasn't that she particularly cared about the form of address, but somehow she felt like Yan Hanqi had another meaning for it.
Yan Hanqi heard Lu Yixin enter the bathroom, and Gu Qingjiu's expression changed accordingly. Astonishing thinking surfaced in her heart all of a sudden.
"Senior? In our hometown, this is a respectful form of address towards people who are stronger than us. It's fine."
"This is China. I remember your mother is Chinese, so you should do as the Romans do when in Rome."
After saying this, Gu Qingjiu turned around and started packing up her clothes.
"Senior, do you have a problem with my nationality?"
Yan Hanqi smiled. "You don't have to mind this, Senior. Although I grew up in Japan, I've always been close to my mother, and my mother's side treats me extremely well. Also, I identify as a Chinese."
"That wasn't what I meant."
Gu Qingjiu turned back to look at her, a slight smile brooding on her face. "I don't have a problem with your nationality, but I feel that calling me a senior is a little strange."
She was already putting it quite plainly, that Yan Hanqi made others feel uncomfortable in certain ways.
Yan Hanqi's expression halted, and she finally restrained the smile on her face a little.
"Senior, you're pretty straightforward."
Gu Qingjiu nodded. "Yes, I've always been a straightforward person."
Yan Hanqi paused for a moment, then stopped talking.
The dormitory plunged into silence.
Shortly after, Lu Yixin came out from the shower. Gu Qingjiu said nothing, merely picking up her clothes and entering the bathroom.
Lu Yixin and Yan Hanqi didn't have much to say to each other. Hence that night, this dormitory appeared particularly quiet.
They didn't speak much with Yan Hanqi, all the way until Lu Yimei came back.
The next day, all the schools returned to the capital.
Jiao Yujin and Pan Shiyuan's schools had to rush back to Changhui Province today, and their flight was at 5 p.m.
They only came over for a friendly exchange this time.
Such a result was unexpected to them.
Now, Gu Qingjiu's reputation had more or less spread throughout all the military schools.
Basically, everyone knew that there was a new sharpshooter from the National Military University of China (NMUC) whose abilities rivaled Yin Ruoyi.
On the way back to school, Lu Yixin couldn't hold herself back from finally asking her older sister Lu Yimei.
"Sister, I've been wanting to ask you about Yan Hanqi from CTU[1]. What's the matter with her? I feel uncomfortable every time I see her. The same thing applied during yesterday's competition. After Qingjiu eliminated her, her countenance looked terrible."
[1] Communications and Transmission University


Once Gu Qingjiu, she was fortunate enough to be born in the “best” family, ended up having a miserable and unjust life. 
Reliving her life once more, Gu Qingjiu chooses to enlist in the military and bear the toughest hardships she has ever faced. Everyone says that she's the least possible person to join the special forces. However, she manages to prove all of them wrong. 
Good-for-nothing? Who's the good-for-nothing? Is she a good-for-nothing when she can throw all of them onto the floor in a fight? Is she a good-for-nothing when she has results better than everyone else? She’ll prove all of them wrong.
Enter Helian Niancheng, the well-known, youngest major-general in Beijing. A banishment sends him into the basic ranks in a military camp as a new recruit. From then on, he meets a person that makes him dote on and protect at all costs, his beloved. However, his beloved is only focused on fighting and killing. Major-general Helian declares this to be a very bad, a very terrible situation. Yet, Gu Qingjiu merely replies, “Scram! Lower your gun if you dare!”

Dragon Sect was a grand name for a sect. In America, it meant supreme power. It was a sect built by a group of Chinese martial artists from China Town. 
It was the largest and strongest sect in all of America. 
But its reputation could not compare to the Chinese server's Class One Hall and Chivalry Sect. 
There was no other reason for it. 
Only when powerful people who were of equal strength to each other were gathered in a place where competition was great that others would pay attention to their fights and find their battles to contain entertainment value. 
It had to be acknowledged that the foreign Chinese players in World of Martial Arts used their understanding of the martial arts in the east to gain an advantage over other great American players. 
Hence, while many American players were having a hard time figuring out the game, the foreign Chinese players had already long since embarked on the journey to strengthen themselves by training!
The disciples from various martial arts schools had an even easier time getting familiar with the skills, and they could cut training time in half. 
Even though they were slightly late in entering the game, once the players in the Chinese server reached Life and Death Realm, the foreign Chinese players also entered Life and Death Realm right after them to become the conquerors of America!
There might be a lot of Chinese outside China, but there were not many of them in the game. Most of them joined the few Chinese organizations in their own regions. 
Dragon Sect was the strongest and most symbolic sect of the foreign regions. 
It had leaders, teachers, and disciples from three martial arts schools, who were connected to each other via political marriages, along with a group of passionate and young great players. Under the leadership of a few reputable people who were of the older generation, they controlled most of the resources in America. 
Unfortunately, this extraordinary result did not have much of an effect in the whole world because Dragon Sect lacked competitors who could challenge them. 
And the game was created by the Chinese. Most of the elements in the game contained the unique characteristics of eastern martial arts. Hence, many people believed that it was only natural that Dragon Sect would have success in America. 
But it was different in the Chinese server. 
Over the year, the Chinese server had bustled with activity and suffered through all sorts of storms. In the beginning, they had the emperor's birthday going for them. Then, they attacked Light Summit. The ability to gather hundreds of people in one spot was something that the other countries did not possess. 
Only China entered the frenzy of the martial artists' world right from the moment the game was launched, and everyone got to fully experience the charm of eastern martial arts. 
The most dazzling people at that time had been Dream Clouds, who was calm and used every method at her disposal for the things she wanted; Happy, who explored the game alone and did not stick to one method when he fought or acted; Lu Mingyue, who became the successor of Dongfang Bubai and acted in a very effeminate way; and One Emperor, who was mysterious and strong.
They worked together with great martial artists who had different strengths from different eras, such as Zhang Wuji, Zhou Zhiruo, the people from Shaolin Temple and Wudang Sect, and decorated the plains into a complicated, terrifying, and charming world for wanderers. 
As time passed, the Chinese forces of power in other countries should have continued to develop and monopolize their resources, but as more American forces of power spread out in search for more refined equipment and weapons as well as high-grade medicinal pills and martial art manuals, Dragon Sect finally noticed that their status had begun to shake. 
Even though their influence and strength in America remained at the top and no one could fight against them, there were many outstanding people in America whose influence did not lose to theirs. 
Moreover, a small group of Chinese would never be able to take care of the entire world. They could not keep an eye out on their entire region, and they could not develop in a manner that was as perfect as the Chinese server, where they could influence their players to develop all systems together. 
The weekly refinements and creation of medicinal pills had always fallen behind the Chinese server. 
But these things were very important in the game…
For example, Illusion Life and Death Pill was something that the American server only had two of at the moment. It was an item that came only from high-grade quests since there was no one in the American server who had the ability to create them.
What made Dragon Sect wary was not the forces of power from America, but the Chinese server!
Many American forces brought out a large amount of resources to exchange for weapons and armor that had already been refined as well as already made medicinal pills. The profit was incredibly impressive. 
Then, they brought those things back in exchange for more gold and resources… and the amount of trade they made was astonishing!
The leaders of Dragon Sect gradually became worried. 
If this continued, most of the resources from America would fall in the hands of the Chinese server, and there would be a severe lack of resources in the American server. There were no high class players focusing on the occupations in the local region, and they could not provide the American server with weapons, armor, and medicinal pills. 
But pouring American resources into the Chinese server would further increase the distance between the two servers. 
At that time, once the Chinese server decided to shift their attention over to them, they would be in a very passive situation!
*****
A month ago, Dragon Sect finally made their decision to return to the Chinese server!
*****
"Did these people really come from the American server?"
A group of elders and higher ups who heard about the news gathered at Towering Palace's headquarters. With astonished expressions, they stared at the Chinese players who fought against Grim Green and Vast Heaven and gasped in amazement. 
Grim Green and Vast Heaven were the most outstanding elites in Towering Palace. 
Ever since they lost to the mysterious man in black, they experienced a deep shock, and they fought against Inaction Realm martial artists every day in the prison within the headquarters in order to figure out the profundity of their martial artists and the techniques they could use to fight against their enemies. 
Over the past few days, they finally gained some epiphanies and arrived at some breakthroughs. 
But the people sent from America had casually sent a few people to the ring and caught the duo in a hard fight. Instead, Shangguan Lian and Hai Dongqing, who had kept a low profile ever since Vast Heaven joined, could fight those people to a tie and exchange blows with them tit for tat. 
The elites of Towering Palace were dumbfounded. 
The American Chinese had smug expressions on their faces stating that this was always supposed to happen and they could not be blamed for being so prideful. 
Due to their training, they had accumulated a lot of experience and built a good foundation. When they entered the game, their innate Affinity was also very good, so they had an easy time when they trained. While playing the game, they adopted the style of fighting quickly and winning against those who were stronger than them. 
Right then, their qi was not inferior to that of the elites on Dragon Rank. 
The only distance between them was their equipment. 
Most of the higher ups of Towering Palace were equipped with dazzling third-echelon equipment, while the American server had only recently begun to excavate ores in large quantities, so they were far behind the Chinese server in this regard. 
But there were only a few people from Towering Palace who could fight against them. Even if the others had equipment advantage over them, they were still not Dragon Sect's opponents!
Two people were watching the fight from the crowd formed by the American Chinese while they discussed softly among themselves.
"Those elites on Dragon Rank are all bark but no bite. I think we can absolutely carry out the second plan."
The first plan was that once the Dragon Sect elites entered the Chinese server, they would affiliate themselves with Towering Palace and use the good, fertile land of the Chinese server to cultivate a group of high-class forgemasters and herbalists as well as form a long-term business relationship with Towering Palace. 
As for the second plan, it showed their great ambitions. 
They wanted to set a branch in the Chinese server, but they first needed a suitable spokesperson so that they could stay in the Chinese server and compete against the other sects for the world. 
When the people from Dragon Sect saw Towering Palace's strength, they were filled with indignation because they were known as one of the four top-class sects, and that included the two people in the crowd. 
'They managed to be among the top in the Chinese server with this strength? If Dragon Sects settled in the Chinese server…
'Hmph!'
At that moment, someone suddenly rushed over hastily, and he quickly made his way to the Music sisters, who were on the stairs. 


When he returned to the World of Martial Arts, the game was filled with blood and battles! Chen Kaixin had chased after the footsteps of the one emperor, two empresses, three princes, seven dukes, and thirteen aces for three years, but during the eve of the Sword Among Us tournament in Mount Hua, he was ambushed by evil bastards, and was killed so much that his level dropped to that of a newbie. He completely lost the chance to join the ranks of the powerful players in the game! In great disappointment, Kaixin quit the game and got drunk so that he could forget his sadness, but during that stormy night, Chen Kaixin found that he had actually dreamed for a total of three years, because when he woke up again, he woke up to three years ago, when he was still a student. 

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