Sometime in the future, the world is dominated by three people. Hades, Dragon King, and Lucifer. This is the story of Dragon King, the head of the four-men mercenary group who single-handily tramples the mercenary world and forever leaves a mark in the history of war.

Compared to Phil, who was like the blazing sun, the man on the floor was like the moon. Mysterious, fit, and tall, though, I had to wonder why he had on a mask and clothes that look like one would wear in a new year Japanese festival. He was out of time and place.

"Ugh." The man groaned.

I reached up towards the mask to peel it away. The man snatched my hands from prying it off. Tch, I was so close to wondering what this guy even looked like.

Phil jumped backward and pulled out his knife. I wondered where he stashed that. I held up my arm to stop him.

"Who?"

"My name is Berry. I'm very sorry about that crash landing. I was just trying to get you to land."

"What?"

"I had to freeze up your engine so you would land, though it seems it was a bit too much."

"Where am I?"

"You're on the Solitary Mountain in the Kingdom of Dragons. Your plane crashed into the balcony of my home."

"Your home?"

I sighed. I don't know if the man was still dazed, or he was just slow.

"Your home! I'm so sorry." The man bolted up and bowed. "I can pay for the damage....." He looked around, confused, wondering where he was.

"I think that force landing rattled his mind." Phil spoke, "Though I believe this could turn bad if he goes crazy."

I curiously peered towards Phil. How come he was not even startled that I could change into a dragon but was warier about the man in front of us. Was his mind more whacked out than the man in front of us? I quickly brandished away such thoughts and instead felt relieved that he did not run away screaming. The idea of seeing Phil run away screaming was a funny thought. 

His serious expression usually stays in two forms: expressionless and weary.

"How? What? Where?" The man examined the world around him.

I was like that when I first came here but not to such a point where I stood there completely dazed.

"My plane!" The man ran up in bewilderment. He checked every angle around it to see the partially destroyed plane. "Noooooo, how am I supposed to go to the Sakura Festival now?" He was groaning loudly.

"He doesn't listen, does he?" Phil whispered.

I couldn't agree with him more.

 "Hello?" I waved towards him to catch his attention. "I got a couple of questions for you. I can't keep calling you, hey, or you. So what is your name?"

"Don." Looking back towards me, his demeanor changed.

"How did you travel to this world? Did you pass some kind of dimensional barrier to come to Torren? Is Earth still the same?"

"Torren? Isn't this still Earth?"

I shook my head. "No, the world you are in now is called Torren. I used to live on Earth until a year ago."

"You're kidding me, right?" Don looked at me as if I was talking some random gibberish.

"No, why would I lie? Where do you think the dragon that was chasing you came from? This is not Earth, you know."

"Dragon? Dragon!" Don searched around him nervously. "The dragon is not here, is it? It destroyed my precious plane." He angrily stated.

"Sorry. It was all my fault for being rough with your plane and destroying it."

"Why are you, sorry?"

"Because I'm the dragon." I pointed at myself.

Don's expression changed from disbelief, fear, and finally to awe."Hah?"

"Like I said, I was trying to make you land because I saw a familiar sight of planes flying in this world. I knew you were an inhabitant of Earth."

"You're the dragon?" He gazed at me strangely. "You're a human."

"I'm.....both?" I changed in front of him there and then. Looming over him with hetro-colored eyes, I spoke. "I've been changed."

"Wah!" Don fell and scuttled backward like a roach. His back hit the cold metal plane.  "Are you going to eat me?"

"How barbaric. I'm a genuine lady. Eating people is like cannibalism." I huffed cold breath in disdain. The ground underneath me quickly frosted over. "See Phil. That's the reaction that you should be having. Why aren't you like that too?"

Phil was frozen on the spot, but he did not seem to be terrified. "After you were eating gold and creating and making strange things, I assumed you were something else. An elf does not create mechanical contraptions like you and instead likes to lounge around in the forest, enjoying life. Though to be considered a legendary creature to be born now of all times when the dragon reign's cycle to be over is very odd."

"I haven't destroyed the city." I blatantly replied.

"That too, nor do you show any signs of rampage. You even have God's Blood and God's Magic with you. Plus, you haven't killed me."

Maybe I was overthinking things, but this future demon king was a lot more cool-headed than I gave him credit for. 

Calculating, yes. 

Scheming? I think so. No, I'm sure so.

Once again, I reverted into my human form. Yep, being in human form was a lot more comfortable than moving around a large body though I had to wonder where my clothes went to when I shifted forms.

"You're an actual dragon!" Don cried out startled, and his curiosity piqued by the strange event that was happening before him.

"I hoped you would catch on a bit sooner."  I sighed. This wasn't getting anywhere at the rate I wanted to go. "So, can you answer my question." I was tired of this back and forth dragon thing. 
Even Phil was getting a bit impatient. 
I asked again. "How did you get through to this world? And why are you wearing a mask?"

"I don't know. I woke up in my plane, flying through a thick cloud of fog that came out of nowhere. I also remembered bits and pieces of going to the Sakura festival.  I couldn't land nor see anything in front of me. It was truly a nerve-wracking experience. I thought I would've died from an unexpected crash."

"And?"

"Somehow, I ended out of the fog and came to open land with a bright sky. This was the first time in my life since I saw such natural beauty; it doesn't even compare to Earth."

"I'm not so sure about that; there are places on Earth that are beautiful."

"Where are you from? You sound like you're speaking in Japanese."

"Really? To me, you sound like you're speaking in English." Stumped, I was amazed at the language barrier that was gone, and in its place was a universal translator that made it easy to understand one another. How this was possible, I did not know, but it seems that the only answer was magic.

"Are you Japanese?" I couldn't help but wonder why his name was not even Japanese.

"Well, I"m half french and half Japanese. My last name Dupont was taken in by my father's side. I used to live in England temporarily until my family moved to Japan when I was twelve."

"Ah, wait. That's like a whole different country. Though you do have that slight English accent."

"This just gets stranger and stranger."

"What is strange is that you are wearing a mask." Phil cut in. He was wearily staring at Don as if he was a criminal.

"I'm sorry. This mask is sentimental. I'll take it off." Don pushed the mask up on his head. His black hair and stunning greenish-gray eyes stared back. I couldn't help but stare. It was rare to see such colored eyes in an Asian descent. It matched perfectly with his baby face. "Did you, by any chance, see a lady in white clothes before you arrived here?"

"Lady in white?" Don thought it over. "I vaguely remember a woman in white clothes."

"Did she say anything to you?"

"I....don't quite remember completely." Don scratched his head. "I do remember her saying something about going somewhere and something about world merging?"

"You too, huh. Wow." I asked excitedly. So Earth and Torren were slowly merging. The lady in white was some kind of being that brought us here.

"There was one more thing she said. It went something like...."Don was thinking hard, "Beware of the Black Moon.....something...fight for your existence."

"It seems you hit your head a little too hard upon the crash," Phil spoke. He crossed his arms.

"Black Moon? Fight for our existence?" I didn't hear anything like that. "That does not make sense. We are going to need more clues on the white lady."

"Though I have to ask. Have you got this strange information coming through your head? It has my name, title, and abilities." Don asked. He was looking in the air where only he could see.

"Yes, I got that too when I came here. What does yours say?"

"Flying Demonic Maniac."

"Pfft." Phil held back his laugh.

"That's better than me. Mine is a Gaming Greedy Dragon."

"That fits you so perfectly, especially the greedy part." Phil retorted and burst out laughing. Walking over nonchalantly, I gave him a quick kick to the knee.

"Ow! What was that for?" Phil hissed, and he hopped around on one leg.

"Anything else?" I turned over towards Don and smiled.

"I got an engineer and Earth magic."

"Interesting, so both of you are blessed by God and are Adventurers. Outside the nobles, the only people or being able to have magic are Adventurers."

"Are you one as well?" Don asked Phil.

"You can say something like that."

"Though we need to do something with your plane. I don't think it's a good idea to leave it out and letting it smoke like this. We might bring trouble." I looked over towards the plane. To see it in such a condition made me wince.

"Trouble? Do you know how strange that sounds coming from your mouth?" Phil snorted, rubbing his knees once more. "You're a dragon for crying out loud. You're the trouble that scares away all the monsters in the vicinity. I haven't seen a single one nearby since we have arrived here."

I couldn't say anything. It was true. This damnable curse Double Trouble was always reeling its ugly head in some shape or form. The only thing was that this curse seemed to not activate in my domain. The way he said made me realize the oddity of the whole situation.

"If you don't mind. I would like a new change of clothes. Being in this bloodied up clothes makes it a bit uncomfortable and cold." Don shivered.

"Ah-" I couldn't help but notice that he was right. Blood was spilled in large blotches all over his body.  He needed new clothes, and I believed they were many back inside. If only I knew where half the things were in the giant castle.

I’m rich! Gahahahaha! Wait.... Noooooooo. I’m eating it? Someone stop me, for once in my life I am considered a billionaire but now I have to resort to eating gold for dessert or my scales will become dull and weak. Sigh....The woes of being a dragon. Especially when I can’t just leisurely spend it on my own whims anymore. Sob. Sob. 

Wait a moment, what is this? My life is entwined with a demon lord? Why? I want to live a peaceful but fun life. Not resort to having only three choices where it will lead me all down to my own death. This is not fair!

Being brought to a new world where monsters, heroes, and even magic resides. Dear god of fortune if you are there please please please stop making gold taste like sweet candy. Instead make it taste like apples. I want some apples right now, sigh. I do not sound like a dragon at all. Also please zap this damn demon lord out of my life!

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Thud, thud, thud, thud!
In the tunnel that was less than sixteen feet wide were sixty or so Cloning Ninjas, around thirty Japanese Ninjas, four Shadow Warriors, and seven Knife-throwing Ninjas. They moved as if they were flying, and they followed closely behind Happy. 
Back in his blue robes, he drifted about like an immortal while thirty-two feet ahead of the ninjas. As he ran, he did not even turn his head back. 
His Phantasm Body Movement Skill was almost at Grandmaster Realm. Even though he could not shake the ninjas off with his speed, he did not face the danger of being caught. The seven Knife-throwing Ninjas trailed at the end of the group of ninjas. Their companions moved in front of them, so they had no chance to attack. 
In less than one minute, the medicinal effects of two Dew Pills dissolved completely in Happy's body. Once his qi reached Mystical Realm, he returned to the peak of his condition, and his spirit lifted. 
But Happy did not turn around immediately. 
The end of the tunnel was right in front of him!
His gaze darkened, and he increased his speed, moving like an arrow that left the bow. He instantly rushed out of the tunnel, and with a turn, he vanished from the sight of the ninjas behind him. 
The army of ninjas did not stop moving. They rushed out of the tunnel as well!
At the moment they entered, the expressions of the four Shadow Warriors leading the army changed swiftly. A sword was thrust at them at the speed of lightning from behind the wall!
It was a fatal strike that was launched from the dark shadows in the corner. The sword shadow flickered and split into two before it split again into three. It had the momentum of a waterfall. It was as if a beast that had been oppressed for a long time finally showed its sharp fangs! 
The sharp sword glare caused the Shadow Warriors nearby to feel their hair stand. Their expressions immediately changed, and they instinctively removed themselves from the situation and retreated. They tried to avoid the aggressive attack, but unfortunately for them, they were blocked by the people behind them. With that momentary delay, one of the Shadow Warriors gained seven or eight bloody holes in his body and crashed into the crowd behind him with a pale face. 
But that was not all. 
Happy moved with his sword. Once he delivered the flickering sword shadows, he moved like lightning and shot out from behind the corner. He looked at the heavily injured Shadow Warrior and made preparations to deliver a fatal strike. 
At that moment, several low roars rose around him. 
The three Shadow Warriors nearby quickly reacted to the situation!
'My body right now is indeed far from when I was at my peak in my previous life. It's a pity!'
When Happy noticed the threat of the three Shadow Warriors' enraged attacks as well as the large group of Cloning Ninjas pouncing at him from the sides of the injured Shadow Warrior so that they could form an encirclement, Happy thought about how great of a pity it was that he could not kill the Shadow Warrior and activated Petit Dragon. 
He moved like a crucian and deftly avoided the Shadow Warriors' attack. 
Clang!
Three attacks landed on the wall nearby, creating a crack that was three inches deep. 
Happy used that moment when he was still dodging using Petit Dragon to charge into the ninjas like a crucian!
Without the threat from the Life and Death Realm Shadow Warriors and the Knife-throwing Ninjas, all he had to deal with were normal Japanese Ninjas and Cloning Ninjas. 
The moment he rushed in, a cold fighting spirit that chilled the bones of those who felt it erupted from Happy's body!
'Kill them!'
The ninjas beside him could not react to the situation nor did they have enough space to attack. When they noticed that a person had suddenly appeared beside them, a dazzling sword light sliced past their faces. 
The head was always the most fragile and vulnerable part of the human body.
While he was among the enemies, Happy did not even need to intentionally look around him. He closed his eyes and held his Silver Wolf Emperor Breaker Sword behind him, because it was the form in which he would face the least resistance. He turned around and swung his sword outward. 
Sword light surged out like a wheel!
Heads flew! 
Blood surged!
A few drops of warm blood fell on Happy's determined face. 
"Killed a Japanese Ninja. Obtained 30 Chivalry Points."
"Killed a Japanese Ninja. Obtained 30 Chivalry Points."
Happy said nothing about it. 
Thud! Thud!
When a few Cloning Ninjas died in the tunnel, their clones turned into balls of smoke, and they vanished without a trace from the tunnel. 
Finally, some breathing space and a chance to turn things around appeared in the narrow tunnel. 
Once the corpses around him fell, Happy used the effect from Petit Dragon to rush out of the crowd and ran in the opposite direction, back to where the square-shaped hall was. 
Shick! Shick!
The Knife-throwing Ninjas kept following behind Happy. When they saw him rush out of the crowd, they did not hesitate and resolutely grabbed a large number of throwing knives. They split up in the air with endless killing intent, but they missed Happy, brushed past his sides, and struck the ninjas behind him. 
"AAHHH!"
Innocent ninjas took Happy's place in suffering from the throwing knives, and screams of pain rose endlessly!
Happy said nothing when he was attacked. 
Only when he heard the screams of pain behind him was he taken aback for a moment. 
When he turned his head around to look, he found that a group of ninjas behind him had been stabbed by throwing knives. Their pathetic and enraged expressions nearly made him laugh. 
He did not expect that once he used Petit Dragon to avoid the throwing knives, the ninjas behind him would suffer in his place even though that was not his intention at all. 
Of course, the unique topography of the tunnel was one of the reasons that had led to it. 
After noticing it, Happy suddenly had an idea. 
He had never ran into such a situation before, but if made use of it, he might be able to do more things. He ran through the idea in his head, but he immediately squashed the thought of killing the Knife-throwing Ninjas. He slowed down a little and caught up to them. 
The seven Knife-throwing Ninjas might not have known why their throwing knives would land on their people, but when they saw Happy catch up to them, they moved back without hesitation and continued to aim at him. They threw their throwing knives in his direction. 
The seven throwing knives instantly split into twenty-one!
They locked down on Happy in an even more fearsome and violent manner. 
Happy continued to use Petit Dragon from Ten True Dragon Styles while swiftly stuffing Dew Pills into his mouth to restore his rapidly depleting qi. 
Shick! Shick!
Aside from some throwing knives that were knocked aside by Golden Bell Cocoon, when the other throwing knives closed in on him, he would automatically twist around and avoid them in a bizarre manner.
Inertia came into play then. 
Most of the throwing knives landed on the ninjas that had ran after him. 
A few of the unlucky ones toppled to the ground while cursing up a storm in a language Happy did not understand. 
The Knife-throwing Ninjas did not have pleasant expressions after hitting their own people multiple times. Once they were scolded by the high-ranking ninjas, they looked at each other, but they did not stop continuing to throw their throwing knives. 
Happy felt delighted. 
By the looks of it, the ninjas behind him should have told them to aim better or something. 
There was no need to mention that Happy remained safe during the third round of attacks, and a few more ninjas behind him lost their lives. Every single time a Cloning Ninja died, his clones would automatically disappear too. Because of that, quite a lot of space opened up in the large tunnel. 
During the subsequent attacks, even if the Knife-throwing Ninjas missed, the ninjas behind Happy had dodging space and room to move around, so no one else was hurt. 
However, there were less than twenty ninjas left by then. The Japanese Ninjas numbered to less than fifteen, and there were still four Shadow Warriors. The ninjas' numbers had been largely reduced. 
When Happy saw this, he knew that it was time for him to take action!
If he continued to drag it out, it would not help things. 
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
He stepped on the walls on both sides of the tunnel, and after taking a few steps like a phantom, he stomped on the ground before he turned around resolutely. He then went charging at the group of ninjas chasing after him at an even faster speed than before; he looked like a cannonball. 
Dragon Capture!
Happy landed among the ninjas and used Petit Dragon to avoid the first wave of attacks. He formed his left hand into a claw and grabbed the Shadow Warrior at the very front of the group by the neck. 
Whoosh!
Blood gushed out. 
Whoosh!
A black shadow was sent flying out of the crowd. He touched his bleeding throat with a face full of surprise and fear. 
'He didn't die?!'
Happy's gaze darkened, but he did not easily let go of the heavily injured Shadow Warrior. He activated his Golden Bell Cocoon fully and withstood the attacks from the Mystical Realm ninjas while he closed in on the Shadow Warrior like a phantom. His gaze was cold, and his sword followed after him with an even fiercer momentum!


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. 

"Urgh—!"
Her flesh tore open again before it had time to heal completely. The pain was so severe that Little White trembled fiercely and let out a ghastly cry to the sky!
Little White used the Healing Talismans to repair her body in the fastest speed possible. However, the last strike was simply too much to bear! She was barely able to stay on her feet!
She wouldn't be able to withstand it even if she used Ling Yun's Defense Talismans and Gold Talismans!
Ling Yun immediately turned towards Little White. His eyes narrowed. He knew instinctively that something must be wrong!
It was only the second wave! How could the lightning be so powerful?
Little White wouldn't be able to survive the third wave if this continued!
"Kacha!" Another bolt of thick silver lightning struck again. It penetrated the night sky and hit Little White's body once again!
Little White's slender limbs gave way, and she collapsed onto the ground!
The cloud loomed above them in an imposing manner, threatening every living thing underneath it!
Tribulation wasn't kind enough to allow any opportunity to the one being tried!
There were only two possible outcomes — survive it or die trying!
"Xian Er, persevere! Use the Lightning Trap Talismans now! Don't wait for the third wave! Get back quickly to the Xiantian Eight Trigrams Formation!"
Ling Yun took a deep breath and unleashed the Mystical Dragon Howl towards Little White without reservation!
Ling Yun used the Mystical Dragon Howl because he was afraid that Little White might have passed out from the pain.
"Kacha!" Another bolt of lightning struck Little White's feeble body. She had just managed to stand up, only to be smashed down again!
"Get up quickly and run!" Ling Yun shouted with heartache and anxiety as Little White became charred.
"Cha… Woo…"
A Xiantian Realm Level Two ninja crept up behind Ling Yun, thinking that Ling Yun was distracted. He raised his sword and slashed down towards Ling Yun's head!
"Hmph!" Ling Yun swept the Devil's Blade in his right hand gently without as much as a glance.
The two blades clashed!
"Dang!" The Japanese ninja felt his hand jerk severely, and his sword flew away into the sky!
It was obviously of very good quality since it didn't break in two immediately. Only a two-centimeter cut appeared on the blade!
Ling Yun did a somersault and landed right in front of the Japanese ninja!
After a series of snapping sound, the Japanese ninja let out a terrified scream before collapsing on the ground!
"Pu!" The ninja's head was sliced off cleanly!
"You must be prepared to die if you want to ambush me!" Ling Yun's voice was cold and indifferent. His eyes were still on Little White dashing towards the Xiantian Eight Trigrams Formation, his heart secretly cheering her on.
Little White nearly fainted after the three thick bolts, but Ling Yun's howl returned her to her senses. She clenched her teeth and activated the Celestial Fox Attribute and six Lightning Trap Talismans on herself. She then used the Nine Star Studded Flash to gallop into the Xiantian Eight Trigrams!
The bolts of lightning came too fast. One by one, they hit Little White's body. She winced in pain as she sprinted more than a hundred meters with every step!
The Lightning Trap Talismans were of immense help. She would be long gone without them!
Ling Yun turned back to his battle after feeling assured that Little White could reach the Xiantian Eight Trigrams Formation.
Ling Yun had been putting up a strong front! His body had long been drained of spiritual energy, and he also had less than 30% of his Yin-Yang Qi left. 
Despite his weary state, there were five ninjas left. The two strongest would have been troublesome to handle even if he was at peak condition.
Tokugawa Takeo saw through this. They had no business with Little White suffering her tribulation. In fact, she might not even survive it. He knew they should deal with Ling Yun first!
Of course, even if Little White did pass her tribulation, she would be severely wounded. They could deal with her easily while she was defenseless.
"We'll charge together and use our strongest skills. We have to kill this Huaxia practitioner as soon as possible. We cannot afford to let him recover his strength!"
Tokugawa Takeo issued the attack command while staring at the slightly wobbly legs of Ling Yun.
Tokugawa Takeo was thrown into deep despair when he saw what Ling Yun was capable of just now. He never thought that the enemy would be so strong!
"Hai!" Everyone, including Yusei Yanagi, nodded at the same time. They raised their swords to their chests and rushed towards Ling Yun!
Ling Yun sent an icy cold glare towards the enemy!
Ling Yun stood there like a huge rock. There was no retreat!
In fact, he could use the darkness and the complex terrain to his advantage to play for time. He could even use the Thousand Miles Godly Steps to dodge around so that his energy would recover. 
However, that was impossible in the current situation. Ling Yun hadn't thought that Little White's tribulation would be so horrifying!
Moreover, Ling Yun didn't know when the second wave would stop. Once the lightning stopped, any one of them could easily kill the injured Little White. The consequences would be unimaginable! It forced Ling Yun into a passive position!
He had to kill all the enemies before Little White successfully overcame her tribulation!
That was Ling Yun's belief!
Tokugawa Takeo and Yusei Yanagi led the attack. Ling Yun waited until they were within ten meters of him before he counted down from three to one in his heart!
"Kacha!" Another thick bolt of lightning appeared, blinding the ninjas! They closed their eyes in reflex! 
Ling Yun had his back facing Little White and was naturally not affected by the lightning. He took advantage of the opportunity and flicked dozens of steel nails towards them!
Obviously, that wasn't a problem for them. They determined the position of the steel nails through sound and blocked all of them! 
That didn't bother Ling Yun in the least. He only wanted to distract them in order to obtain the advantage! 
He activated the Stellar Condensation Technique. This time, however, there was no shine on his body because the moon and the stars couldn't penetrate the tribulation cloud!
Ling Yun's tall figure came into full view after the image of the dazzling flash faded!
Dragon Fish Phantom Ability!
An afterimage was left in the place where he leaped from. His body had gone past Tokugawa Takeo and Yusei Yanagi and sailed into the midst of the enemy! It was one against three!
"Peng!" Ling Yun slammed hard into a ninja, eliciting a howl of pain from him. The Devil's Blade in his right hand cut through the ninja's body like a piece of tofu.
Another ninja down!
Ling Yun didn't stop there. He used the Dragon Fish Phantom Ability to get to the ninja on his left. 
That ninja was stunned! He didn't expect Ling Yun to appear in front of him in the blink of an eye!
"Takeda, stop him!"
Tokugawa Takeo and Yusei Yanagi shouted in unison as they shot toward Ling Yun.
"Baka—" Takeda regained his composure and darted forward as well!
"Seven Kills of the Ghost Shadow!"
Takeda knew that his death was inevitable, so he chose to fight head-on with Ling Yun and displayed his highest skill — the Seven Kills of the Ghost Shadow!
It was indeed powerful. Seven shadows of his sword slashed towards the left side of Ling Yun's body!
Takeda was cut down by Ling Yun, but not one shadow touched Ling Yun's body!
"You… why do you have another sword in hand…"
Takeda pointed at the Dragon Vein Sword that appeared suddenly in Ling Yun's hand. He couldn't believe it!
Takeda's Seven Kills of the Ghost Shadow landed on Ling Yun's Dragon Vein Sword, and his sword broke into two; it couldn't rival the sharpness of the Dragon Vein Sword.
Takeda died with a remaining grievance!
Ling Yun didn't have the time to answer him. He had to lift both the Devil's Blade and the Dragon Vein Sword up above his head at the same time! 
The strongest of the enemies — Tokugawa Takeo and Yusei Yanagi — finally came into contact with Ling Yun for the first time!
"Welcoming the wind with a blow!"


Lingyun's tribulation has failed and he has descended onto Earth in the degenerate age. Step by step, he will rise up against the natural order!

Once back in the Gummi Ship and starting to take off, Donald pulled up the map to see which pathway they had opened. The pathway split off to two different worlds, which surprised Toshiro. He expected that they would have to open up each world one by one.

"Hey! What happened to Twilight Town!?" Chip's voice echoed into the ship.

Pulling up a visual of said world they found it cloaked in darkness.

"It's gone!" Dale exclaimed.

"That's not good." Sora frowned, hoping Hayner and the others were okay. "Well, when it comes back let us know and we'll go check it out."

"Got it, Sora!"

Donald picked one of the two new worlds randomly and opened up a closer view of it over the darkness cloaked Twilight Town. It held a large empire within it that looked faintly Chinese and Toshiro grimaced. He would not be treated kindly there in his obvious Japanese garb, for the style of the castle looked to be around the same time that the Chinese and Japanese hated each other. Well, it was a different world; perhaps they wouldn't know Japanese here.

"Land of Dragons." Donald read the world's name aloud and Toshiro perked up for a moment. "Hm, wonder what's there."

"Gawrsh, looks like we're gonna pass through an asteroid field first." Goofy pointed ahead where Sora was following the path through a dense field of comets.

"And I'm sure there are Heartless ships." Sora sighed. "Got the guns, you guys?"

"We're on it!" Donald saluted and grabbed onto a set of control, as did Goofy.

"Oh great." Toshiro groaned and held tight to his seat.

"Sorry Captain, this is gonna be bumpy." Sora called back and Toshiro frowned further. "We've got to get the Heartless off the path before we can travel between worlds safely."

True to his word, the flight was terribly shaky, but with Sora's flying skills and the animals' good aiming, they managed to clear out the Heartless and make it through with barely a scratch. The same couldn't be said for Toshiro as he held his head, the familiar feeling of a migraine beginning to surface. He nearly shouted in relief as the world came into view and Sora drove in to land in a secluded area where no one would find the ship. He was once more the first off the ship to settle his stomach while the trio shut down the Gummi Ship.

'No more…' The ice Captain inwardly groaned. 'Let this mission be long enough so I can get over this migraine.'

'Only to get another one?' Hyorinmaru asked.

'Shut up.'

Once able to take in his surroundings, Toshiro realized they were in a bamboo forest. He could sense two people up ahead along the pathway they were heading down. Sure that Sora would follow the same path, Toshiro went ahead and began walking down to see who it was that was so close by. He could tell one was definitely a person, but the other was not. It was somewhat strong but not by much.

'I think the second being is a young dragon.' Hyorinmaru suggested.

'How would you know that?' Toshiro questioned before kneeling behind a boulder and looking into the clearing.

'Because I'm a dragon.'

Toshiro rolled his eyes and examined the two inside the clearing. The human was a young man by the looks of it…no, wait, it was definitely a woman. She was dressed as a man, though, and made a rather convincing one to those who didn't pay attention. Her hair was in a tight top knot to make it look short and she wore traditional Chinese armor with a green sash around the middle. As for the dragon…all he could see was a large, red-eyed shadow.

"Admit it, you're just scared." The dragon teased the woman.

"Aren't you?" She replied.

Toshiro decided they were friendly enough and stepped into the clearing.

"Excuse me." He called out for their attention.

The shadow of the dragon vanished as a small red dragon leaped onto the woman's shoulder and hid.

'Definitely a young dragon…' Hyorinmaru stated.

"Oh who-" The woman began to ask before clearing her throat and making it deeper. "Who are you?"

"I know you're a woman, cut the act." Toshiro sighed. "I guess here they don't allow women into the army?"

"Is there somewhere where they do?" The woman had returned to her normal voice.

"My wo…er, country, does. In fact, one of my subordinates is a woman."

"Subordinates?" The red dragon popped up on the woman's shoulder. "How old do you think you are, kid?"

"Probably older than you." Toshiro snapped.

"Oh yeah? I'm a bona fide guardian so while I'm little I'm ancient."

"Same."

"Ha! You've got nothing on me, kid!"

"Mushu." The woman hissed at the tiny red dragon.

"Oh come on, Mulan, he's tiny! Not to mention he's got some weird hair color going on there."

"I'm not tiny! And it's naturally white!" Toshiro growled as the air began to drop in temperature significantly.

"Uh-huh." Mushu looked skeptical.

The woman sighed heavily at the dragon's consistent teasing. She looked the boy over closely and realized something.

"Those garments…" She saw the boy stiffen. "Are you, perhaps…Japanese?"

"What!? You've gotta be kidding me!" Mushu exclaimed. "Just what we need, with Shan Yu running around."

"I'm not here to cause any trouble, I just-"

"Is that Mushu?" Goofy's voice came behind him and Toshiro sighed.

Sora and company stepped up next to their Soul Reaper companion, to Mushu's shock, and officially became part of the conversation.

"Hey Mushu!" Sora greeted.

"Sora! Donald! Goofy!" The red dragon beamed and leaped off of Mulan's shoulders to the ground.

"You know them?" Mulan questioned.

"Know them? Man, we used to kick all kinds of bad guy butt together."

"I'll believe that when I see it." Toshiro snorted.

Turning angrily to the white haired Captain, Mushu was about to snap something when he felt a strong presence coming from the boy that he'd failed to pick up earlier.

"Oh, right." Sora realized the dragon didn't know their new companion. "Mushu, this is Captain Toshiro Hitsugaya. We're trying to get him back to his home." Toshiro was surprised how easily Sora was able to cover up the identity of other worlds. Perhaps he was smarter than he made himself look.

"Hm…you aint human, are ya?" Mushu narrowed his eyes. Toshiro glared back in warning and the dragon noticed. "Meh, but what do I know? Anyway, I've helped Sora and his pals here out of a lot of tight spots. 'Cause I'm a mighty dragon, right?"

'And I'm made of fire.' Hyorinmaru snorted.

'He's obviously got an ego bigger than he is, it's a bad idea to argue with him.'

'Your pride has already done that.'

Sighing mentally, Toshiro turned back as Mulan glanced cautiously at the four of them.

"Something like that." Sora smirked at Mushu's earlier comment. "So, who are you?"

"I'm Mulan…no, wait I-I mean." Mulan panicked as she realized she'd messed up again at hiding her identity as a woman.

"Too late." Toshiro said. "There's no hiding that you're a girl."

"Wait, you're a girl!?" Sora exclaimed and Toshiro looked at him in surprise. He didn't know?

"Well…perhaps you could have continued on with the charade then." He turned back to Mulan.

The woman laughed lightly at that.

"You didn't notice?" She asked Sora.

"Eh, he'll believe anything." Mushu waved her off; Sora scowled at him. "But listen up you four, Mulan's trying to get into the army so she'll be going as Ping, got it? Girls aren't allowed into the army."

"That sucks." Sora crossed his arms.

"It's the way certain countries work, Sora." Toshiro reminded. "So, where are we heading, then?"

"Hold up, Japanese kid." Mushu singled out the Soul Reaper. "If Mulan gets seen with you she'll be turned around at the gates."

"I'll come behind you all, then. I'm a prodigy in my country, so thinking up a solution won't be a problem."

"Before we go, Mulan…er, Ping." Sora corrected himself quickly to get used to calling her that. "How do you know Mushu?"

"He's one of my family guardians." Mulan replied with a slight smile.

"Wow, we didn't know we were borrowin' anyone as important as a family guardian." Goofy replied in awe.

"That's right, which puts you three up to your eyeballs in debt to 'Ping' here. Now come on, let's get a move on! Lag behind, Toshiro."

"That's Captain Hitsugaya, dragon." Toshiro growled back.

As they began to walk off, Toshiro stopped Sora for a moment.

"What did Goofy mean by borrowing?" He questioned.

"Oh! On our last journey we were able to summon other people to help us, since they didn't have a world anymore and were trapped in a crystal. When we brought peace to the worlds after defeating Ansem they went back home. Mushu was one of them."

"Now I understand what he means. Go on, catch back up. I'll join you all shortly if I have to dress like one of them to get in."

"Be careful, Captain." The Keybearer ran to catch back up with his companions.

He waited until they were a good quarter mile away before following their path at a slow pace to keep distance between them. When they turned a corner and were out of sight he followed the traces of their Spirit Energy to keep him on the right track.

'So what is your plan, Master?' Hyorinmaru questioned.

'They obviously won't let me in if they think I'm Japanese, so either I make up some spy excuse or I say I was forced into the Japanese forces. If neither of those seem like they'll be good enough then I hide using a Kido spell and find a disguise.'

'You know there's no one small enough to be your size.'

'Don't even go there.'

'Perhaps you could simply tell them you've defected?'

'Maybe.'

He saw Sora and the others follow Mulan into the recruit camp and sped up his step a little. There were two guards at the entrance, both muscular and strict looking.

'This will be interesting no matter what happens.'

So Shiro might have a little difficulty working his way through this world, but hey, at least there's another dragon XD Not that Mushu's making his life any easier, lol. This world will be one of the longer arcs since there's a lot to do here. Hollow Bastion was a very short mission the first time around, you don't really stay there for very long except for the thousand Heartless battle much later on (I think I might have more Soul Reapers in here by then, hint hint, nudge nudge. Just don't expect them TOO soon). Enjoy!

Takemiya Hiro was the last Sword Sage of Japan and an immortalized legend. In the eyes of Japanese martial artists, he might as well be the most powerful man on earth. It had been forty years since the last time he was in a fight. Even his disciple had become one of the four deadliest Kendo Grandmasters in Japan. Both Erika and Genkaza Takeda held the old man with the utmost reverence and veneration.
In Japan, he was the paragon of strength, a sanctified hero!
On the other hand, Chen Fan's fame seemed to have caught up with Takemiya Hiro within recent years after he had garnered interest and attention from the underground world. He had killed many Grandmasters and had even laid low four Grandmasters in one battle. He was feared even by the Hong Sect. 
Soon after he was placed at first place on the Heaven roll, he was added to third place on the CIA's Dark Roll. The news of his battle against Takemiya Hiro made the entire East Asia seeth with excitement and expectation.
The Sword Sage of Japan was going to duke it out with the most powerful Grandmaster in China!
"It is Japan versus China."
There was no title more attention-grabbing than that.
Japan and China's relations were in tatters a hundred years ago when the Japanese invaded China and nearly succeeded in bringing China to its knees. The resentment between the two nations spilled into the martial arts world like it spilled into all other aspects of the societies. Rumor had it that the former Sword Sage, Watanabe Shirō had ventured into the Chinese mainland with only one sword. He defeated nearly all the powerful figures of the Chinese martial arts community and eventually forced the Lin Family to intervene. The battle between the two was remembered as the fight of the century.
After the War, animosity slowly subsided but with the rise of China, a new era of conflict between the two nations began as the two nations' interests clashed.
Due to the special political moment, the fight between Chen Fan and Takemiya Hiro was tainted by nationalism from both sides of the firing line.
It was no longer as simple as a duel between two powerful men, it was instead a showdown between the two nations.
As soon as the news reached China, the Chinese martial arts community boiled over.
Meanwhile, on a private online forum where martial artists hung out, discussions about the imminent battle dominated the forum and made up nearly eighty percent of all posts.
"Chen Beixuan went to Japan? When? Why does no one know about it?"
Someone asked. 
"He has been there for a few days. I heard he has destroyed a Japanese Shrine and killed Kitaniwakawa, Genkaza Takeda and a Grand Onmyoji. He is stirring up quite a racket in Japan now. No wonder Takemiya Hiro had to intervene. " Someone replied.
"Damn! He is badass! How many Grandmasters has he killed now? Over a dozen I guess?"
Another netizen exclaimed. 
A few more netizens replied with impressed emojis,
"Let me see: Lu Tianwu, Lu Tianwu, Blacksnake, Zhou Daoji, Theseus, Buck, Zoro, Park Kyung-hwan, Kitaniwakawa, Genkaza Takeda and Chizuru Masahiro. That would be twelve, thirteen if you count Takemiya Hiro." Username "LIttle Red Sparrow" commented. 
"Little Red Sparrow, who are you? Most of us here haven't even heard of Zhou Daoji or Chizuru Masahiro." The one who asked the question asked again.
"Ah, right, does anyone know who Takemiya Hiro is? Why is he called Sword Sage? Is he powerful?"
The original poster asked. 
It was followed by a few vague replies that couldn't really shed any light on the question.
Takemiya Hiro was active forty years ago and had almost disappeared since then. A few generations of Martial Artists had come and gone within that time and therefore, no one knew who the old man was. The men and women of the moment were not Takemiya Hiro, but Ye Nantian, Lei Qianjue, and Erika.
"Takemiya Hiro, born in 1910, was a Japanese Kendo genius who had reached the peak of Internal Force cultivation when he was only twenty. He followed the last Sword Sage, Watanabe Shirō to China and witnessed the battle of the century. After the great war ended, Takemiya Hiro returned to Japan and focused on his cultivation. He had reached the peak of Transcendent State when he was fifty years old. That made him one of the most powerful men in Japan and earned him the title of Sword Sage. He was also the last Sword Sage in Japan."
"He used to be listed on the Dark Roll when he was active. However, he had secluded himself from the world since the 60s. His name was also subsequently removed from the Dark Roll. However, rumor had it that he sparred with the former third place of the Dark Roll, Zeus the Thunder Lord, some twenty years ago, and the fight ended in a draw."
Someone typed a long paragraph. The user name was again "Little Red Sparrow."
"OMG! He had reached Transcendent State forty years ago? So is he in the Immortal State now? "
"I don't think so, we must have heard of his name if he was of Immortal State. Plus, he is over a hundred years old now, he couldn't even lift a katana."
"Little Red Sparrow, who are you? Why do you know so much about it? #Deepstate #Wikileaks"
Many more people joined in the conversation after that, but Little Red Sparrow had gone silent.
Information about Takemiya Hiro unnerved Chinese martial artists. He was a Peak Transcendent State cultivator, a battle-hardened warrior. He had also proven that his power was on par with Zeus the Thunder Lord.
Chen Fan might be powerful, but he had never fought anyone who was on the top five list of the Dark Roll. CIA had ranked him the third on the list solely because of his illustrious battle results and his ability to use the hypersonic punch. 
"Don't worry your pretty head about it. My teacher is a god. That Japanese dude couldn't compare." Someone with the username "Big Xiu-Xiu" put in.
"Your Teacher? Ha! Maybe we are sect-brothers." Someone replied sarcastically.
"Girl, half of the users on this forum wanted to be Chen Beixuan's disciple. You need to wait in line." Someone else jeered at the girl.
Most Martial Artists using the forum were people in their late twenty to early thirties.
These youngster's levity was not shared by the top dogs of the Chinese Martial arts community.
"We know exactly how powerful Takemiya Hiro is. He appeared to be living a peaceful retirement life, but in reality, underneath the facade, he challenged nearly all the top ten fighters on the Dark Roll: Zeus, Azure dragon, you name it. He seemed to have slowed down over the recent decade."
Inside the military base hidden inside the Kunlun mountain, Lieutenant General Xiao sat at the head of a table and announced with furrowed brows.
Sitting with him were a few deputy ministers, Red Sparrow, and other powerful soldiers. Since Chen Fan's battle with Takemiya Hiro had escalated beyond a personal matter, it had caught the attention of the Special Case Departments.
"He had a fight with Boss? How did it end?" White Tiger asked curiously.
"Azure Dragon told me that neither of them could best each other. But he said he could feel that Takemiya Hiro had held back his power a little, making Azure dragon feel like he was sparring with his teacher." Lieutenant General Xiao said heavily.
"What? Facing his teacher? Is Takemiya Hiro already an Immortal State cultivator?" Red Sparrow said incredulously.
She knew very well how powerful and deadly Azure dragon's Immortal State teacher was. 
The difference between an Immortal State cultivator and those at Transcendent State was much greater than just one level.
Once he entered the Immortal State, he was no longer a mortal, instead, the cultivator would be considered semi-immortal. Lord Sasuno was an Immortal State Divine Soul. He was confined to his shrine, yet he was able to dominate the Kyushu Island. What if his movement was not restricted? How powerful could he get?
However strong Chen Fan was, he was no match against Immortal State warriors. 
"Azure Dragon didn't think he was of Immortal State yet, but he was very close. All he needed was a push or stimuli in order for him to enter the Immortal State and became a living legend." Lieutenant General Xiao said heavily. "It is evident that he is going to use Chen Beixuan as the push." 
His remarks made everyone's hearts feel heavy.
If Azure Dragon was right, then Takemiya Hiro must be the most powerful man under the Immortal State. He didn't fight Chen Beixuan because he had to, he did it to find the final enlightenment during battle. 
"What worried us the most was that Chen Beixuan still had no clue what this fight was all about. I am afraid that he is going to underestimate Takemiya Hiro. That's a big no-no." Lieutenant General Xiao tapped the table and said.
"Just so. Chen Beixuan doesn't have as much intel as we do. He was working alone in Japan and lacked any assistant. Worse, Takemiya Hiro had disappeared from everyone's radar for forty years and by the, only the major intelligence institutes have his profile in the archives. "
White Tiger slapped his thigh and shouted: "Shit, Chen Beixuan is walking into a trap."
Red Sparrow's face changed colors as she internalized all the information. After a while, she snapped into action and darted out of the room, leaving a trail of clacking footsteps. 
"Mr. Xiao, Little Sparrow needed to keep her impetuosity in check. The meeting hasn't adjourned yet, but look at her!" A deputy minister castigated with a scowl.
"Let her be. She must be rushing to Chen Beixuan to warn him. This silly girl never changed." Director Xiao shook his head and let out a faint smile.
Meanwhile, such conversation was carried out everywhere in China: Lu family, Gu family, Diamond Temple, Ba Ji Sect, Medicine God Valley Sect, and Hua Family of Zhong Hai. 
This battle was going to be one of the highest-profile battles in the recent fifty years. It had caught more attention than the fight between Chen Fan and Lei Qianjue. After all, both sides drummed up the nationalism rhetoric, the fight had become heavily political. 
Many martial artists and Grandmasters decided to fly to Japan to cheer for Chen Fan. 
Meanwhile, Chen Fan had returned to Yukishiro family residence. He got an invitation for him written in Chinese characters with powerful brush strokes.
"Takemiya Hiro? Who is he?"
Violet and Yukishiro Sa were stunned after hearing what came out of Chen Fan's mouth.


Chen Fan, the great cultivator, failed to transcend the Tribulation of Heaven: the final stage of his cultivation. Little did he know that this accident would bring him back to Earth and turn back time to five hundred years ago when he was just a teenager. 

‘I had once reached the precipice of power in the known universe and could look down on the ten thousand realms with pride; I was lonely nonetheless. I will not leave any regret nor anyone behind while I relive my past life this time around. ’

Join Chen Fan as he relives his teenage years, righting the wrongs of the past as he punishes his unwitting old enemies. 

Time passed quickly. Two days later, in the morning, Kimura Kazuki stood in front of Sakura Kyu High School's gate.
It was now approximately 10 AM, and most of the students were in class. However, the members of the Kendo Association had all gathered at the school gate.
When Kimura Kazuki approached them, the members of the Kendo Association all smiled and greeted him. His popularity in the Kendo Association was now sky high; it was all because of Kimura-san, who led them to victory, that Sakura Kyu High School was able to participate in the Jade Dragon Flag National Competition.
Harunaka noticed Kumoko, who was beside Kimura Kazuki. She curiously inquired, "Who is this, senpai?"
"I'm onii-chan's younger sister, Kimura Kumoko. It's nice to meet onii-san and onee-san." As she was saying, Kumoko took out some cakes from the small basket she was holding. She had toiled the entire afternoon to make them, as she wanted to make a good first impression on onii-chan's fellow classmates.
Harunaka was stunned. She had known Kimura Kazuki for so long, yet she did not know he had a younger sister. Nevertheless, she solemnly accepted the cakes that Kumoko had brought.
It seemed like Kumoko really was his younger sister as Kimura-senpai did not deny it. In that case... if she wanted to be his girlfriend, she naturally would have to treat Kumoko well.
As for Kimura Kazuki, he did not feel anything much, unbothered to stop whatever Kumoko did. In his heart, he did not have any affection for her. Of course, affection could develop after being around each other for a long time, but that would be in the future. As long as Kumoko did not do anything too drastic, he would not get in her way.
It was now proven that Kimura Kazuki had made the right choice not to control Kumoko. She was highly lovable due to her personality, high IQ, and EQ. Within these two days, Furuhashi Sakurakyu had been completely won over by the little girl. Honestly speaking, Kimura Kazuki's stomach also felt the same way about the meals in the past two days.
Lovely, gentle, adorable, independent, a great cook, and a skilled house chore doer... Even if Kumoko had to survive alone in society, she would no doubt live a better life than most ordinary people.
Harunaka accepted the cake, a strawberry daifuku wrapped in a thin sheet that felt cold to the touch. Gently taking a bite, her eyes gleamed, "It's delicious."
After the rest of the students tasted the cakes, they too gave endless compliments. In a flash, Kumoko had won them over. She was Kimura-san's little sister, so everyone welcomed her warmly.
Soon enough, led by Mr. Matsumura, everyone got into action.
The Jade Dragon Flag National Competition had always been held in Fukuoka since its inception, and it would not be any different this year.
Everybody soon arrived at Shinkansen, bought the tickets, and boarded the tram.
The Golden Condor Flag was a judo competition organized by the West Japan News Agency and the Kyushu Judo Association. On the other hand, the Jade Dragon Flag was a kendo competition organized by the West Japan News Agency and the Kyushu Kendo Federation. Both of them were held during summer in Fukuoka annually.
In recent years, due to the online discussions about reclusive Japanese youth and crossdressing, the Japanese government showed signs of returning to their old ways. The number of spectators has gradually increased for close contact sports such as Judo, Taekwondo, and Sumo. On top of that, the events were also promoted by the Japanese government, so they would catch people's attention.
Kendo was also one of the popular sports as it gave a "super cool" image and was well received by middle school students and high school students. Moreover, with the influence brought by ACG, the hype was stronger than ever. It was especially true for the Jade Dragon Flag, the international competition for high school students. Everyone paid close attention to it. The Jade Dragon Flag itself, along with the Golden Condor Flag and the IH Convention, were all equal in popularity, and it was considered as one of the three major competitions.
A few years ago, there were no regional qualifiers for the Jade Dragon Flag. Therefore, any school could participate, hence garnering international competitors. Hundreds of schools participated every year!
However, in the past two years, after the Jade Dragon Flag was reformed by the Japanese Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, and Science, it was now a legitimate high school Kendo competition! Led by the National Kendo Association of Japan, regional qualifiers were then implemented. The Jade Dragon Flag after reformation had a considerable influence and became even more popular.
There were a lot of people on the tram, but Kimura Kazuki and his company still managed to attract people's attention. Many spectators, who had come to Fukuoka to witness the competition, had their eyes lit up as they recognized Sakura Kyu's uniform and ran over to greet the team. Mr. Matsumura may be young, but he had a way of dealing with fans. As the students had to rest well to perform before the competition, he blocked any disturbances from anyone.
Kimura Kazuki did not say a word as he closed his eyes to rest. Nobody bothered him. At this moment, Kumoko was seated next to Harunaka. Due to Harunaka's effort to befriend Kumoko, both of them got on together like two peas in a pod.
Kumoko was surprised the first time she saw Harunaka. Harunaka was a dead ringer for Furuhashi Sakurakyu, the high school version of the latter. However, she remembered onii-chan's exhortation before they came. She did not reveal Furuhashi Sakurakyu's existence to Harunaka.
Back home, Kumoko was very close to Furuhashi Sakurakyu, so she naturally got on well with Harunaka. Kumoko was very good at sweet-talking, winning over Harunaka from the moment she called her Harunaka-neesan. As for Huranaka, maintaining a good relationship with Kumoko would be beneficial since Kumoko praising her in front of Kimura-senpai would be more effective than making a move herself.
In another tram carriage, Akino, Fuyuno, and Natsui had skipped class to follow them. The three of them did not dare to tell Harunaka, for they feared that she might shoo them away and back to school. Therefore, they went ahead without informing her first. The trio did not expect to encounter Chiba Shiori even though they were in a tram carriage.
Akino did not have many thoughts after she found out that Chiba Shiori was here to cheer Kimura-senpai on. Fuyuno howbeit, was alarmed upon the sight of Chiba Shiori. Both of them were close back at the Tachibana Budo Gym, and she also knew Chiba Shiori was a Gentera teacher. Nonetheless, ever since she was clear about her own thoughts, she felt threatened when she saw Chiba Shiori.
Chiba Shiori sighed internally. It was too much of a coincidence. She snuck out without telling anyone because her mother would have disagreed for her to take a day off... In the end, she left a note behind and slipped out.
To Chiba Shiori, Kazuki would definitely emerge as the champion of the competition. She would certainly regret it if she did not witness it by his side.
Natsui, on the other hand, did not care much about Chiba Shiori. She was now on her mobile phone chatting with members of the "Kimura Kazuki's Fan Club"...
The Jade Dragon Flag National Competition was held over a few days. Since the members of the fan club were comprised of high school girls, without their parent's consent, they had no choice but to remain in school and dutifully carry out their studies. Of course, they hoped Natsui would be able to capture some shots of Kimura Kazuki's heroics, where they could redraw them into manga form.
In no time, they reached Fukuoka.
Just as Kimura Kazuki alighted the tram, he heard a voice loud from behind. Turning around, he saw Ikioi Ito.
"Kazuki." Before Ikioi Ito could even utter a word, a delightful voice rang out from the side. Kimura Kazuki turned his head to see Chiba Shiori.
However, Chiba Shiori addressing Kimura Kazuki as "Kazuki" bothered a few people.
In Japanese culture, calling someone by their given name showed that the two people were very intimate. It was especially true among the two genders. Besides childhood friends and family members, it would be done mainly by dating couples.
Kumoko stood beside her onii-chan, glancing at Chiba Shiori, then at Harunaka-neesan who had a stiff expression, and lastly, at the three onee-sans that looked exactly like Harunaka-neesan... She felt a little dizzy in such a confusing situation.


Time travelling from the majestic era after the Recuperation of Reiki, he became Kimura Kazuki, a 16-year-old high school student in Japan, one year before the Reiki Recuperation.

Tentatively, he set out to hone himself to the bone, burning candles at both ends to stockpile resources in preparation for the imminent Recuperation of Reiki. His goal was to be many steps ahead of all humanity when the time comes.

However, it seemed like fate had decided to play a cruel trick on him.

One year later, the Recuperation of Reiki... did not happen as expected.

"Lou Cheng Wins!"
The foreign words echoed in Ichiei Sakata's ears as he lay flatly on the ground, his mind blank, not remembering to even get back on his feet. He felt as if he just woke up at home in the afternoon, dazed and languid.
He had exhausted all his strength and made the breakthrough. Yet he had lost. Looking at Lou Cheng's undamaged shoes, it was as though he never exerted his full force and reserved his strength this whole time...
When Takechi-kun had overtook and surpassed him, he consoled himself by saying that those who run fast might not run fast later, and the second half of the lap was what mattered. When Takechi-kun had mastered the true "Ha" while he was running in circles, he comforted himself by saying that he was invincible, the most powerful in his league and it was only a matter of time before he could advance.
But now, facing a 20 years old opponent in the same league yet losing so miserably, what can I console myself with?
Lou Cheng withdrew his suspended hand and coughed, interrupting Ichiei Sakata's thoughts. His fervent expression had faded completely, leaving eyes filled with confusion and sadness.
Lou Cheng did not know enough Japanese to hold a conversation, therefore he simply cupped his fist in his palm and said softly,
"Well fought."
Japanese warriors valued etiquette above all, and Ichiei Sakata had no intention of embarrassing his country.
He bowed habitually, turned and staggered down the arena, completely ignoring the stinging pain in his arms— He had used "Ninjutsu : Backstab" in desperation when his lower body wasn't stable and had the effects of the mutated "Severe Warning" lingering in him, therefore even though he had parried Lou Cheng's flurry of kicks, he got "juggled" into the air which almost tore, if not severed his arm.
Lou Cheng had no interest in his opponent's journey or his story, forgetting to even thank the audience, he walked down the stone steps in brisk steps and took back his phone and wallet from the match supervisor. Unlocking his phone, he sent a message to Yan Zheke.
"I won! [smirk]"
At this moment, Peng Leyun and the others who held their right hand in the air, waiting to congratulate Lou Cheng, awkwardly withdrew their arms and tried to play it off by looking around and commenting on the fights at other arenas.
Yan Zheke, as if waiting, replied in the blink of an eye.
"For the match to last three and a half minutes... Ichiei Sakata lives up to his name. [turning back with shocked expression]"
"Pfft, don't flatter me too much, I'll get cocky! [smiles]" replied Lou Cheng.
What Ke meant was, any opponent that could last more than one to two minutes against him was considered the cream of the crop in the 6th Pin league.
"Heh heh, you can call me a professional Cheng flatterer! [smiles with hand covering mouth]" replied Yan Zheke.
"Alright, now I can focus on my lessons again~"
Lou Cheng kept his phone, returning to the grandstand in high spirits and high-fived Peng Leyun and the others.
Eh, what's with the expression on their faces...
"What's wrong?" Lou Cheng asked.
"Nothing." Peng Leyun's eyes began to lose focus, Ann Chaoyang shifted his focus to his music while Ren Li held her head down, trying to figure out a way to make a bet.
...
In the Longhu Club forums.
"Ha ha, I'm reading the Japanese forums and damn it feels good looking at their comments!"
"Eh, eh , eh, You know Japanese? Hurry up and translate it for us, we want to read their praises! [rage laugh]" replied "Eternal Nightfall" Yan Xiaoling.
"Waiting!" replied "Brahman".
Shortly, "Unparalleled Dragon King" began translating comment by comment.
"Ichiei Sakata is no more than an ordinary man now."
"Ichiei-kun outdid himself but still lost."
"He didn't even stand a chance from start till end. The part when he snapped and did "Seven Sins Kill" surprised me and gave me hope but in the end it didn't have any effects."
"Idiots! Stupid Ishihara and the Martial Arts committee, why would they give China four invitation cards?"
"That Lou Cheng guy has been famous since last year. I have been seeing his name even around here."
"Looks like a genius that might even be stronger than Takechi-kun. I heard that China has even more geniuses like him, for example the other competitors that came with him!"
"They are from an ancient country with rich history after all."
"I'm putting my hopes on Kaori-chan and Takechi-kun!"
"Kaori-chan is the best!"
...
"Ha ha, looks like the Japanese are quite well mannered, no one's being a sore loser. [laughs with hands on hips]"
"Can't understand what they are saying, but still it feels so good!" replied "Eternal Nightfall" Yan Xiaoling.
Nothing tasted better than your enemy's defeat, praises, and envy!
"Little Dragon, Little Dragon, we'll leave the important task of translating such comments to you in the future! [pats shoulder]."
...
Lou Cheng felt even better after reading the contents from the live-stream post and gave no further replies. At the end of the first round of double-elimination matches, he returned to the hotel with his teammates.
Standing before the window on a high floor, he gazed down at the resplendent sea of lights that were the symbol of human civilization filled with confidence as he waited for the next round.
He held up his phone to share his feelings with his sweetheart.
"There's prize money once I reach the Top 16s!"
For a while, Lou Cheng waited for any incoming alerts, but Yan Zheke was concentrating on her classes and couldn't reply promptly.
He subconsciously unlocked his lock screen to draft another text, but deleted it word by word on second thought. He didn't want to affect Yan Zheke's studies by texting too frequently.
After freshening up, Lou Cheng turned all the lights off and found his way to his bed in the dark, looking for something to do to kill time.
After seeing Fatty Jiang's post on "Moments" that was complaining about being awakened by hunger and wanting to eat supper, he kindly sent him the stolen images of Shengxiang food.
"Damn you! I'm going out to eat at Old Liu Barbecue now and I will make sure to send you the pictures later, you are welcome! [Two can play that game meme]" replied Jiang Fei.
"Pinch your fats and stroke your protruding tummy, does it not hurt your conscience? [reprimanding]" replied Lou Cheng, "Anyway I'm about to go to sleep, so I won't see anything you send. (Insert funny expression)."
As he was teasing Fatty Jiang, Yan Zheke's reply came.
"I'll be waiting for you to treat me with the prize money~! Oh yes, Empress Dowager will be flying to China around the 14th of September."
"Okay!" Lou Cheng quickly switched to another App and booked a 14th of September ticket to America, sending the screenshot to Ke.
"I want to tear ten pages off my calendar right now!" replied Yan Zheke, confessing her inner thoughts in a light-hearted manner.
They chatted for a bit, but lesson time was soon to begin, and Lou Cheng also had to turn in for the night, so they exchanged goodbyes.
The following morning, he woke up on the dot, did his usual routine, and headed to the training area to continue his tough daily training.
In his visualization, cold light broke out, pellucid and sparkling with dreaminess, yet bearing darkness and loneliness that knew no ends and extreme coldness that homed no warmth.
As he was getting a hold of the basics, he felt subtle changes in his Frost supernatural ability as it became more illusory and elusive, like a whirlpool that absorbed warmth.
This was the upgrade from "Frost Force" to "Ice Spirit Force". He had already learned the ropes and was beginning to strengthen his foundations.
After practicing "Ice Spirit Force" for a while, Lou Cheng took out the "Emperor Yan Diagram" that had already lost a lot of its power. He concentrated on comprehending and attempted to visualize the denseness, explosiveness and eruption in the diagram.
He was however a few steps away from it and his visualization proved to be unsuccessful.
"Emperor Yan Force" seems to be a highly condensed version of "Zhu Rong Force"..., thought Lou Cheng, switching to physical exercises when he had exhausted his spirits.
An uneventful day passed as they spent their morning sparring and afternoon resting, eventually arriving at the Shengxiang stadium at night for the second round of double-elimination matches.
Since only one round had transpired, none of the fighters had been eliminated with two losses yet, therefore there was going to be 36 fighters and 18 matches again.
This time, Lou Cheng's name was picked early.
I wonder who it is... Hope it's not a Japanese warrior so I can experience different Martial Arts..., he thought.
A few seconds later, the guest picked his opponent, loudly announcing the name on it.
"Miluo, Veigar!"
Veigar? Lou Cheng turned his head, stunned, and saw the cold countenance of a man donned in navy blue general uniform looking towards him impassively, silver sparks dancing in his eyes.
F*ck, meeting the No. 2 seed in the second round of double-elimination matches!
I mean, he wasn't a Japanese warrior that's for sure...


Here martial arts are no longer intangible legends. They have been passed on from generation to generation and from century to century. After the confrontation with science and technology, they have completely integrated into modern society and all kinds of martial arts competitions are taking place across the country as superiority among scholars are hard to reach a consensus but not as difficult among martial artists!
Lou Cheng has inherited the lost skills of the greatest martial arts sect. Towards his original dream and the glory in his heart, he advances step by step, becoming the warrior of this modern city and the hero of the era!

It was around 9 by the time the workers at the Aquarama finished moving Chu Xian's aquarium into the exhibition. Chu Xian was now free to start admiring the international prestige of the exhibit.
A section of SeaWorld the size of a soccer field had been cordoned off just for the event. Aquariums lined the walls, labeled with so and so's Farm or Fish Company. The area was decorated with four centerpieces – giant aquariums labeled Japanese Saikewai Koi Fish Farm, Taiwan Cloud Group Fish Farm, Germany's Primordial Ornamental Fish, Singapore's Saintly Dragon Ornamental Fish.
These fish farms were widely considered the best producers of ornamental fish in the world, and each had their own particular products. The Japanese had their Koi; the Taiwanese had Angel Fish and Rajah Cichlasoma; Germany had their unique fish, and Singapore had the Arowana. Together, the four farms were called the Four Tyrants.
On the other side of the exhibit were displays of beautiful and elegant fish tanks decorated with all sorts of aquatic plants, but Chu Xian didn't know much about those tanks or their prices.
The farms participating in the exhibit all entered the hall one after another, carrying their aquariums filled with beautiful ornamental fish. All of these fish could be considered the top of their kinds, and every single one was worth more than ten thousand RMB.
More and more of the ornamental fish were placed in their respective tanks and the empty hall filled up and grew lively. All kinds of fish could be seen, like the elegant Arowana or Koi Fish, Rajah Cichlasoma, Angel Fish, Goldfish, Parrot Fish, and all kinds of interesting creatures like different varieties of shrimp, Clown Fish, Paraglyphidodon Oxyodon, Golden Angel Fish, Orbicular Batfish etc.
Around this time, a middle-aged man with a small mustache arrived with a group of people, leading them towards the aquariums at the center of the exhibit.
They put three gigantic koi fish into the central aquarium, attracting the attention and surprise of spectators, widening their eyes.
"Let's go Xiao Xian, let's take a look!"
Jin Hua said with an excited look and immediately led the way.
"What a beautiful Nine-Patterned Dragon Koi. Incredible! Sakewei Koi Fish Farm really deserves their fame! Always bringing out such top tier fish."
"This Golden Koi is also incredible. Pure gold with neat, shimmering scales. Too beautiful!"
"And this Red-Head Three-Colors Koi fish is also extraordinary. Look at that red color on its head, beautiful!"
Chu Xian's group walked over and heard all the surrounding gasps and exclamations.
"You really have to respect the Koi Fish from Japan. Amazing!" Jin Hua exclaimed.
Chu Xian examined the fish; the three Koi Fish were like diamonds in the water – beautifully colored, elegantly shaped, and graceful swimmers, and to top it all off was their size, with each fish about one meter long.
"Tsk tsk. Beautiful. Although they're not as elegant as the two I reformed last time, they're all much larger in size, and the increase in size will be important to buyers. I think the value of each Koi Fish wouldn't be lower than four million RMB. The three together will be at least ten million RMB. Crazy!"
"Make way! Make way!"
Suddenly, heavily accented and awkward Chinese came from behind the crowd followed by a group of foreigners. The group paused at the Koi Fish for a moment before heading to a separate aquarium, leading the way for a couple of the Aquarama workers who were carrying small tanks.
"Lionfish? Is that really a Lionfish?" exclaimed a middle-aged man. Inside the small water tanks swam colorful fish with long back fins, ventral fins under their heads, and spikes on their bodies.
Lionfish were an incredibly rare species of saltwater fish and were usually about thirty cm long, but the ones inside the tank were about fifty cm.
Lionfish were poisonous and required extreme care to cultivate. People who didn't understand them definitely shouldn't try to raise any.
"Look at those cute, colorful shrimp. How pretty!"
"And that clownfish too. So strange looking, but so cute!"
Germany's Primordial Ornamental Fish Farm's brand was unique and rare. They always brought some rare and pretty small fish. These little shrimp had become especially popular in Germany in recent years. The shrimp were small, but each one was worth more than a hundred RMB.
"The people from Singapore Dragon Ornamental fish have also arrived. What kind of Arowana did they bring this time?"
The crowd looked over at the new group expectantly. The Chinese still had special feelings for the Arowana, their favorite ornamental fish.
"Snow Dragon, it's actually the rare mutated Snow Dragon!"
"And a Blood Red Arowana, the most valuable Blood Red Arowana!"
"A Long Back Golden Arowana! All of them are incredible!"
The people gasped and exclaimed when they saw the fish.
"Oh?" Jin Hua said, peering over expectantly before looking away with a smile. Leaning over to Chu Xian, he whispered, "It looks like their Arowana aren't as good as yours!"
"En!" Chu Xian nodded proudly. The three Arowana Dragon Fish Farm brought were top-quality and very pretty, but lacked majesty.
The Arowana Chu Xian reformed had long feelers, and the shapes of their heads were impressive and dignified. If Arowana were like dragons, then his Arowana were the dragon kings, arrogant and magnificent.
"That snow dragon also isn't as good as the one I reformed. Mine is longer, and snow dragons are more beautiful when they're longer and slimmer!"
Chu Xian thought to himself confidently as he compared his fish with theirs..
Shortly after, the people from the Taiwan Cloud Group also arrived with their ornamental fish. They had various kinds, but the majority were Rajah Cichlasoma and Angel Fish.
They brought a precious Rajah Cichlasoma and two Leopoldi Stingray. Each fish looked like an artistic masterpiece and attracted the attention of the crowd.
The Four Tyrants had all arrived, and the other small ornamental fish farms were also filling the exhibition with their fish.
At 9:30, the Aquarama exhibition would officially open. The ornamental fish would be rated by visitors, and the ratings of visitors would dictate the prices!
　　


A chance to change, challenge destiny, make dreams a reality, and live a legend! A regular man gains a system that allows him to turn into a fish! 
In the modern world, a young man gains an unconventional system that gives him the power to transform into a fish! With this strange power, he shoots for the stars!

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