That night.
23:00.
In the underground laboratory of the Qian Family in Wang City.
As the elevator slowly descended, Qian Yu and a group of experimenters in white lab coats emerged.
“Good evening, Young Master!”
“Hmmm.”
Qian Yu stretched and yawned, asking while doing so, “Has it started yet?”
“It has already begun, Young Master.”
Upon hearing this, Qian Yu quickly looked over.
In the center of the laboratory was a spacious dueling platform.
On it, two martial artists were engaged in a martial arts battle.
Qian Yu walked over and sat in an empty seat beside the dueling platform. A subordinate handed him some information.
“The one with a sturdy build is called Wang Wei, a late-stage Mastery Realm martial artist, skilled in fist techniques.”
Qian Yu glanced at him.
Wang Wei’s muscles were bulging, his eyes sharp, and every punch and kick carried the force of thunder.
On the other side was a young man. Although he was agile, he was clearly unable to withstand Wang Wei’s powerful attacks. His steps began to falter, and his face turned pale.
The subordinate reminded him, “This is Zhang An, a late-stage Foundation Realm martial artist.”
As soon as the words fell, on the platform,
Bang!
“Ugh—!”
Another heavy punch sent Zhang An flying out, landing heavily on the ground, blood immediately gushing from his mouth.
He struggled to get up but found his legs unresponsive.
“Facing a gap of an entire realm, those of a lower realm stand no chance at all.”
One of the experimenters, as if watching a fight between lab rats, shook his head, disappointed.
Wang Wei finished his duel and stood on the platform. Curiously, he looked at Qian Yu and the others below, pointing at Zhang An, who was lying on the ground, bleeding from the mouth, and asked, “Hey, he’s done for. Should we continue?”
“Or is that experiment of yours ready to start?”
Hearing this, Qian Yu looked at the experimenter beside him.
The latter nodded, walked over to Zhang An, who was lying on the ground, and held a small chip in his hand. The chip flickered with a faint blue light under the light.
“Come on, lift your neck.”
Zhang An had come to participate in the experiment for money, so he had some sense of sacrifice.
Enduring the pain, he lifted his neck.
The experimenter then skillfully pressed the chip onto the back of Zhang An’s neck.
In an instant,
“Sss!”
A tingling sensation surged from the back of Zhang An’s neck.
A mechanical sound rang out from the chip.
[Chip 1.0 Activated]
Chip activated?
Wang Wei was stunned. His gaze fixed on Zhang An, who had been utterly helpless on the ground just moments ago. An uneasy feeling suddenly welled up within him.
A few seconds later, BOOM!!
Zhang An’s body suddenly jerked, and a powerful force erupted from within him.
The once exhausted, severely injured Zhang An immediately perked up.
He stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt an unprecedented surge of strength coursing through his body.
Zhang An clenched his fists, his eyes filled with shock: “I... I feel an endless flow of strength!”
Wang Wei couldn't help but take a step back, feeling a slight sense of oppression and threat.
The drastic transformation in Zhang An’s body was so sudden that even Wang Wei felt a sense of pressure.
“A late-stage Mastery Realm...?”
Wang Wei murmured, bewildered.
How was this possible? That aura was indeed comparable to his own!
Zhang An twisted his neck, accustomed himself to the new strength, and then fixed his fiery gaze on Wang Wei, shouting, “Let’s go again!”
Wang Wei’s brow furrowed, but there was no time to think. Zhang An had already launched another attack.
Bang bang bang!
Unlike before, this time, Zhang An’s speed and strength had greatly increased. Each punch and kick carried intense force, and even Wang Wei’s late-stage Mastery Realm cultivation couldn’t withstand the brutal assault.
Wang Wei’s expression grew grave. He noticed that Zhang An’s qi seemed inexhaustible, as if he could cast every move at full strength.
At this rate, any normal martial artist would have exhausted themselves to death.
But Zhang An... seemed to have an unlimited supply.
Most importantly,
Zhang An’s moves were incredibly varied, as if they were from different schools and sects.
Within a few moves, Wang Wei was completely dominated.
Thud!
With another fierce move from Zhang An, Wang Wei clutched his chest and half-knelt on the ground.
In front of him,
Zhang An tightly clenched his fists, his expression filled with disbelief.
A late-stage Foundation Realm martial artist like himself had crossed an entire realm to defeat a late-stage Mastery Realm powerhouse!
He murmured, “Am I dreaming?”
Wang Wei still had a killing move he hadn’t used, so the outcome wasn’t entirely certain.
But...
Against a late-stage Foundation Realm martial artist, if he had to resort to his secret technique, then in essence, he had already lost.
Thinking of this,
Wang Wei stood up, a bitter smile on his lips as he looked at Qian Yu and the others, “You’ll have to pay me for mental damages now.”
Down below,
“Alright, name your price, I’ll pay whatever you want.”
Qian Yu, seeing this scene, also revealed a satisfied smile on his face.
He stood up, looked at the experimenter beside him, and asked, “How long until this can be mass-produced?”
The experimenter, upon hearing this, recorded the results while murmuring, “Young Master, we still need to test it for a while.”
“We require a lot of actual combat data.”
“Heh, combat data.”
Upon hearing this, Qian Yu arrogantly raised his head and chuckled lightly, “The National Martial Arts Tournament... isn’t that all prepared for this very purpose?”
As he spoke,
Qian Yu cast a glance at Zhang An, who was still immersed in excitement.
Success. The decades-long experiments of the Qian Family were finally drawing to a close!
Combining mechanized armor and artificial martial artists, the entire martial artist era would be brought to an end by the Qian Family!
And the world! Would be monopolized by the technology of the Qian Family!
We would become legends in history!
As for you! Su Muwan!!!
You poisonous woman!!!
Qian Yu clenched his teeth, his eyes full of venom as he clenched his fists.
I’ve laid out a huge network to deal with you!
There’s no way you can escape all of this!
“Oh, by the way, Young Master, the Death God Organization recently took on your assassination order.”
“Oh? What was the result?”
“They sent out their elite, but they all ended up at the Jiang City Law Enforcement Bureau.”
“.......”
Qian Yu fell silent for a moment, then his expression darkened as he sneered, “Heh, she has some tricks, but not many!”
“If one organization isn’t enough, then two! Ten! A hundred!”
“Keep increasing the bounty amount!!”
“I don’t believe that with enough money, we can’t find someone who can kill Su Muwan!”
“Of course.”
Qian Yu shook his head, walking towards the elevator as he sneered disdainfully, “I actually hope that Su Muwan can escape this assassination attempt, otherwise....”
“How would I get to see the end of the martial arts era!”
The experimental team members swallowed hard, looking at each other uneasily.
After the old master sent the young master out to experience a period of poverty,
It’s unclear if it was due to that experience, but it seems he’s become even more extreme than before...
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
