Eagle Eats Chicks

Fang Ping finally settled an issue after wasting half an hour of his life. He wasn't dreaming nor acting —for God's sake, if acting in a movie could restore his youth, then the film crew deserved a trip to heaven immediately!

After verifying that he had reincarnated, Fang Ping felt a wave of panic before settling down and accepting the truth.

What was the truth? It was that he had indeed reincarnated into a younger version of himself, and since he was equipped with his knowledge of the future, he was going to seize the day and become the next-big-thing in the business world! He was going to be rich!

That was that, until his friend interrupted him.

"So are you signing up for the martial sciences exam?"

What? Was this a joke? Or had he been handed the wrong script? Was this even the right universe? What was martial sciences? Why did the exam cost 10 thousand bucks to sign up? Loaded with questions, Fang Ping will soon realize that he might not have struck the jackpot as he had initially thought...

World's Best Martial Artist

    He didn't care about the auditory hallucination anymore.


  The main hall was the only main hall in the combat heavenly Palace. In the past, the combat heavenly Emperor had probably received his friends here and talked about martial Dao.


  Previously, there were only a few stone chairs in the hall.


  At this moment, there were some tables and chairs.


  As soon as the people of Xuande Grotto-heaven sat down, a golden-body expert suddenly became a little dazed and poked the old man.


  The old man looked up at him. What's the matter, Junior Brother?


  "Senior brother, don't you feel that ... She looks familiar?"


  The golden middle-aged man pointed at the table and then at the chair.


  The old man did not expect this at first. Then, his expression changed slightly. He looked at Fang ping abruptly, almost vomiting blood in anger.


  The tables and chairs here are all ours!


Just so straightforward