Zhang Bowen said with a smile:
"Let me remind you."
"You two are no match for them."
He pointed at Li Kong and said to Sato Juro:
"Among all the Martial Saints present, you can only defeat him."
Then he pointed at the old woman from the Liu family and said:
"Mr. Suzuki, please help me hold her off."
Finally, he said to Mi Chuan:
"You can help me deal with one of the perverts from the Wei family!"
Mi Chuan also said with a laugh:
"I can only hold off Wei Xingchen; I'm no match for the other one."
Zhang Bowen gave a strange smile.
"Someone else will help us deal with the other one."
The battle situation instantly shifted.
Mi Chuan, holding the Tai'a Divine Sword, activated his consummate domain.
A wrathful Vajra guardian wielding a giant sword materialized behind him.
Simultaneously, a layer of protective energy appeared on his body.
He looked at Wei Xingchen of the Wei family and swung his sword down.
A vast golden sword energy, dozens of meters long, shot forth.
Seeing that he had been actively targeted, Wei Xingchen narrowed his eyes.
"Young man from the Mi family, it seems you've set your sights on me!"
"Let this old man experience your Vajra Subduing Demon Sword and Innate Protective Energy."
Mi Chuan, as the champion of the previous World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament,
was quite famous in Great Xia.
His Vajra Subduing Demon Sword combined with Innate Protective Energy had defeated a host of Martial Masters at his level in Great Xia,
making him the strongest below the Martial Saint realm,
with a high probability of becoming a Martial Saint in the future.
Unfortunately, the day after winning the championship, this guy ran off to the Western Continent.
And no one expected that after a few years, he would already have become a Martial Saint.
Wei Xingchen easily dodged Mi Chuan's attack.
With a wave of his hand, he shot out dozens of steel needles.
The needles penetrated halfway into the Innate Protective Energy before being firmly held in place.
Mi Chuan was startled.
"The old monster from the Wei family is this strong!"
He hurriedly looked at Wei Xingchen with a serious expression and said:
"If I lose to you later, you must not kill me."
"I can surrender and join the Wei family. A Martial Saint still has considerable value."
"I'm serious, not joking."
Wei Xingchen snorted coldly.
Brandishing his soft sword, he unleashed dozens of sword energy slashes.
On the other side, Li Kong was also targeted by Sato Juro.
The Liu family ancestor, Liu Meng, was also entangled by Suzuki Yoken.
The remaining seven Martial Saints had no time to worry about the three who were pinned down.
The seven joined forces and charged towards the primary target.
Zhang Bowen!
The priority was to kill Zhang Bowen first.
Whether these three lived, died, or escaped was unimportant.
What mattered was not letting Zhang Bowen escape again this time.
With Zhang Bowen severely injured before them, this was the best opportunity to kill him.
Six of the Martial Saints did not want to miss this chance.
Only one person was indifferent to Zhang Bowen's life or death.
Zhang Bowen revealed an excited smile, looking at the seven charging Martial Saints.
"It's time to turn the tide of the battle!"
Just then, a sudden change occurred.
Feng Tengyun, a Martial Saint from the covert division of the Martial Arts Guild, suddenly struck the Wei Haoran beside him with his palm.
"Energy-Draining Technique!"
This Martial Saint from the Wei family spat out a mouthful of blood.
He turned his head in disbelief to look at Feng Tengyun beside him.
His qi and blood cultivation, caught off guard by Feng Tengyun's sneak attack,
had directly fallen to the Martial Master realm.
"I never imagined you were also one of Zhang Bowen's hidden cards."
"Why have you betrayed Great Xia?!"
Feng Tengyun's expression remained unchanged,
as if he had done something trivial.
"My reason is simple."
"Eternal life!"
Zhang Bowen laughed heartily.
He said to Liu Shen, the current president of the Martial Arts Guild:
"Liu Shen! Didn't expect this, did you!"
"You've been so determined to kill me, and tried so many times."
"Once again, you're going to fail."
Liu Shen's face turned ugly.
The betrayal of his old partner Feng Tengyun was something he had never anticipated.
The reason given made him clench his fists involuntarily.
"What a fine 'eternal life'!"
The current battle situation had completely exceeded his expectations,
resulting in an outcome he had not foreseen.
Of the final seven Martial Saints attacking Zhang Bowen, Feng Tengyun's betrayal caused Wei Haoran of the Wei family to fall to the Martial Master realm.
Suddenly, their seven were down by two, and they had gained an extra enemy.
Feng Tengyun made another move, intercepting another Martial Saint belonging to the Martial Arts Guild.
"Old partner, my apologies!"
In the end, only four Martial Saints remained to besiege Zhang Bowen.
Liu Shen's eyes turned sinister.
He knew killing Zhang Bowen this time might not be so easy.
But it wasn't completely hopeless either.
"Hold on! Don't let Zhang Bowen escape!"
"Great Sage Wei Qianqiu and the Lone Sword Demon from the Sacred Capital will surely not lose!"
"I made arrangements beforehand! As long as the Sacred Capital is safe, the Lone Sword Demon will come to support us!"
Zhang Bowen also shouted loudly:
"Did you all hear that?"
"If that Sword Demon arrives, we'll all die!"
"Find a way to kill them quickly!"
"Hahaha..."
His words were heard not only by everyone present,
but also clearly by Wang Zun on the other side of Kunlun City.
He was secretly shocked.
He never expected the battle situation to change so dramatically.
Originally, it was eleven people ambushing Zhang Bowen.
Now it had turned into nine against five.
Wang Zun looked at Su Canghai, who had been tying him up, and said solemnly:
"It seems you were right."
"One of us might die today."
After speaking, he closed his eyes.
The Taiji diagram of his martial arts phantom beneath his feet began to tremble violently,
occasionally manifesting a Bagua diagram.
Su Canghai swiftly retreated.
"The Harmony of Heaven and Man Taijiquan!"
He remembered this was a martial art even Zhang Bowen feared.
But soon, Su Canghai noticed
Wang Zun's realm was unstable.
It seemed he couldn't fully utilize the Harmony of Heaven and Man level of Taijiquan.
Su Canghai raised his hand and struck Wang Zun, who was trying to enter the Harmony of Heaven and Man state.
The Icy Divine Palm landed squarely on Wang Zun.
The sound of ice shattering mixed with the crack of bones.
Wang Zun's chest bone collapsed, and he was forced back dozens of meters.
Blood continuously gushed from his mouth and nostrils.
Just as Su Canghai was about to press his advantage and finish off Wang Zun,
he saw the martial arts domain beneath the other's feet
had transformed into a complete Taiji Bagua diagram.
Wang Zun coughed violently, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.
He had had no choice earlier.
If he couldn't enter the Harmony of Heaven and Man state,
he would remain trapped here by Su Canghai.
Only by using the Harmony of Heaven and Man Taijiquan could he defeat Su Canghai.
Unfortunately, his control over the Harmony of Heaven and Man was very unstable.
He needed a mind free of distractions to have a chance of entering that state.
Taking Su Canghai's palm strike head-on, though it severely injured him, had also barely stabilized his spirit.
The crisis of death made him recognize the reality before him, no longer anxiously preoccupied with the other battle.
Wang Zun slowly opened his eyes, looked at Su Canghai, and said calmly:
"What happened to Su Yuanshan, I am sorry!"
"But for the sake of Great Xia, today I can only kill you!"

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...