karlmaks
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Silence. A complete silence! Plop. Ouyang Zhong fell onto his back. A tiny bloodstain slowly appeared on the tip of his nose. He sat on the ground in a daze, not daring to move, not even to breathe. He could only stare blankly at Lin Hui in front of him, watching the opponent slowly retract his sword. Only when he truly couldn't hold out anymore did Ouyang Zhong gasp for breath. “I concede, Senior Brother,” Lin Hui also took a deep breath, his voice sounding weak. The weakness was…
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Buzz. Seeing the winner decided, everyone in the viewing stands buzzed with excitement. Everyone had seen people win, but no one had ever seen someone win like this before. Lin Hui stood on the stage, watching the surrounding audience, whose commotion was clearly caused by his victory. Even the Ming Generation Masters and Daoist Baohe in the main area were discussing something with each other. ‘It seems I overdid it a little. But it doesn't matter. Soon, everyone will see that I'm about as…
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Scraps of snow drifted down. On the four-sided martial arts platform, thick layers of brown beast hide were laid down, and coarse black ropes formed railings around the four sides. “The twenty-four front courtyard disciples will remain for observation and will duel starting from the lowest rank. Those who win five consecutive matches will receive a special prize from the Abbot!” The female Taoist child from before, carrying a copper gong, struck it once and began reading the simple competition…
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Carrying a heavy heart, Lin Hui went home to inform his parents of the situation, and the next day, he went to the clinic again but still did not see anyone. Only then did he have to return to the Clear Wind Taoist Temple. Before leaving, he gave money to a pharmacist at the clinic, asking him to send a message to the Clear Wind Taoist Temple as soon as he heard any news. Subsequently, he packed his bags and returned to the Clear Wind Taoist Temple. During this time, he also tried to contact the…
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Green Ink Tower was located at the boundary between the Inner and Outer Cities, right next to the tall, pristine white city wall. The entire structure resembled a massive golden sculpture, with layers of golden light continuously shining out from within. That light was the reflection cast by the lamps on the gold-dusted walls and windows. The entire building was shaped like a teapot. The entrance was at the teapot's handle, and the spout in front was a unique, translucent private room. Lin Hui…
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The sword tip was very steady, not harming the black ant in the slightest. But at the same moment, a trace of transparent airflow, identical to the one before, shot out from Lin Hui's finger. It traveled along the sword blade, instantly darted out, and finally surged precisely into the black ant's back from the sword tip. Click. The black ant was motionless again. After one second, it was terrified and quickly crawled away into the distance. ‘Huh? That works too??’ Lin Hui was surprised. He…
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The resting tea stall. The autumn wind was mournful, and the air was dry and chilly. In the roughly constructed tea stall, made of gray cloth and thick wooden stakes, Lin Hui casually found a stool and sat down, asking the waiter for a pot of hot tea. He waited for a while but didn't see Chen Chong appear. Clearly, that fellow might genuinely have been scared off. After all, the wound on his waist was only bleeding heavily and just needed bandaging. But the injury to his pride was a different…
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Ace conducted a mental perception check and found that his mental power had reached around 8 Mental Power Units, an increase of two units. Over 90% of the atomized mental power had successfully converted—the experiment was a great success! Ace looked at all this without emotion. The Monster remnants had all dissolved into contaminated blood. Accompanied by the invisible whispering of the unknowable presence, Ace's eyes glowed red. His entire body showed signs of pain and struggle as he…-
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Ace's sense of crisis sharply intensified. This was a warning from the soul level. He immediately used the still-immature spell he had developed during the previous experiment. “Boom!” Accompanied by the dissolution of the Casting Material, a surge of Mana rushed toward the soul of the experiment subject, which resembled Ace. The Ace-like soul of the subject was ferocious, fearful, and begging for mercy, but it could not evade the incoming Mana. The soul immediately burst, and the experiment…
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Ace counted the Soul Runes floating in the lower layer of his Soul Sanctuary space—exactly 64. “It must be some kind of constraint, close to my 6 Mental Power Units. Perhaps it is related to mental strength, or maybe Inherent Mana as well. I need to increase my mental power and verify this later.” “The effect of the Advanced Apprentice Meditation spell is getting worse and worse. It will take over a year to increase to 7 Mental Power Units. I must quickly find the casting materials for the…
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