Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim

1 drop of blood = 1-Up
Other people game overnight, I game overnight and bleed.
Ever since the dimensional storms descended upon Earth, numerous dimensional zones have appeared, bringing with them all kinds of dimensional creatures—Immortals, Buddhas, Devils, Angels, Elves, etc.
Yet, all these strange dimensional zones can turn into dungeon instances on my phone. Other people risk their lives adventuring, I spend all my time gaming.
Monsters drop dimensional crystals that boost stats, imbue new skills, and join me as Companion Beasts. These Companion Beasts fight alongside me or alone, augmenting me with their skills and strength. Rare monsters in real life? I'll just restart the game with a drop of blood to grind it.
I really need a blood transfusion.

Let Me Game in Peace

CKtalon

"Coach, take a break. There's no need for you to take action against such a goon," Ming Xiu said as he walked forward.

Ming Xiu knew from watching that Berserker Immortal led the group of five. Since Berserker Immortal hadn't personally taken action, Ming Xiu didn't wish for Zhou Wen to weaken his stance.

Furthermore, after watching Feng Qiuyan's battle, he felt his hands itch. He also wanted to try out his insights.

Zhou Wen nodded slightly. Ming Xiu stood in front of Calligraphy Immortal and said with a faint smile, "You don't have to be afraid. Although I studied under Coach, I'm much weaker than the previous guy. My sword is also much slower than his saber. As long as your reaction speed isn't too bad, you should be able to block it."

My Sword Is Very Slow