Felipe Ferreira
Stories
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A ruler never tires of loyalty; soldiers never tire of deception. Xu Yan's final shout and swinging arm were all just illusions. It wasn't that he didn't want to throw stones—he had simply run out of stones. The instant burst of lightness completely disrupted Xiao Meng's judgment of his enemy's speed. Under Xu Yan's collision, Xiao Meng's body flew directly backward. Still, he was indeed a four-meridian innate master—after flying off the arena, Xiao Meng landed steadily, only retreating…-
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Fengdu's nights were lively with crowds of pedestrians, and Plum Fragrance Tower in the evening was especially bustling with voices and excitement. "Hall Master, this humble one toasts you! Such a beautiful concubine truly makes us envious!" "Hall Master is blessed with romantic fortune—this beauty tribulation, only our hall master could handle it. If it were anyone else, who could bear such blessing? Isn't that right, brothers!" "Exactly!" "Hall Master is vigorous despite his age!" "Hall…
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A Flying Locust shot out with a sharp whistling sound through the air. Before the stone hit his opponent, Xu Yan's backward-leaning body suddenly turned, and the steel blade in his hand slashed back in a reverse grip. First, Flying Locust aimed directly at the opponent's face, followed immediately by a horizontal slash at the opponent's waist. This risky move of seeking victory from defeat made everyone gasp in shock. Before they could exhale, Zhuo Shaoyu's eyes immediately lit up. When the weak…
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Just as Xu Yan was about to obtain guardian qualifications, an uninvited guest appeared on the arena. Seeing the young man with a scholarly appearance before him, Xu Yan's heart sank. The opponent looked refined and cultured, but Xu Yan knew he had a chilling nickname: "Hypocrite." The newcomer was none other than the Paper Fan Gate young sect master who had ambushed that masked girl in the eastern suburbs of Horse King Town—Xiao Meng! With the phrase "I came for you," Xu Yan immediately put…
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The speed and power of Flying Stone—if Xu Yan used full force at close range, he could even crack stone tablets. "Strike stone and carve monuments" was precisely one of the characteristics of five-meridian innate martial artists. Xu Yan didn't want to kill anyone, especially when his opponent was a Ghost King Gate hall master. Defeating Yin Fuyou was enough, so when he launched his flying stone, he held back most of his strength. Even so, Yin Fuyou's nasal bone was shattered, and healing…
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The lean youth from Ghost King Gate's Hundred Flowers Hall was only in his early twenties, with bright eyes and an extraordinary bearing. As soon as he took the stage, thunderous cheers erupted from one side below the platform. "Hall Master, ten thousand victories!" "Beat that kid down!" "A mere lay disciple dares take the stage—Hall Master, cut him down!" Hundred Flowers Hall was one of Ghost King Gate's thirty-six halls, with status comparable to Green Wood Hall. Hundred Flowers Hall had…
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When drawing his blade, Xu Yan didn't use the Seven Star Sword Manual but employed his Flying Stone movement technique instead. The blade followed his arm's motion as he slashed toward the Testing Sword Stone Tablet. His dantian heated up, warm current rising. With a crisp crack, the steel blade penetrated one inch into the stone! The Testing Sword Stone Tablet's purpose was to test martial artists' innate realm levels. Those who cut one inch deep were one-meridian innate, and so forth. Zhuo…
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Only crabs walk sideways, so Eight Fingers Wang's dream of walking sideways was nothing more than pretending to be a crab to Xu Yan. Xu Yan didn't want to walk sideways—he only wanted to use the authority of a Ghost King Gate guardian to suppress Yue Chengfeng. "Brother Wang, what are the qualifications for taking the stage? Besides Ghost King Gate people, can others also take the stage?" The two deputy hall masters on stage had already decided the victor. One was slashed off the wooden…
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Human plans cannot match Heaven's calculations. Just as Xu Yan was looking around at the excitement, he suddenly spotted Yue Chengfeng at the pawn shop entrance, with less than twenty zhang between them. His heart suddenly sank. Xu Yan was about to pull Mei Sanniang away to avoid him, but it was too late—Yue Chengfeng had already seen them both. Walking over in a few steps, Yue Chengfeng first glanced at Xu Yan, then fixed his gaze on Mei Sanniang. "Where is Sanniang heading? This hall master…
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The warm current that began from his dantian, Xu Yan had already felt when he was not yet ten years old. Through years of practice, this warm current had reached his waist and abdomen, shoulders and back, both arms, and finally stopped at the back of his neck. Moreover, this warm current always had a downward tendency, as if wanting to rush into his heart meridian. The sword manual obtained from Ghost King Gate was too ordinary. Although it introduced the six meridians, it lacked detailed…
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