Big Yeeeaaar

Li Wensheng transmigrated to an era where all energies were returning and every citizen practiced martial arts.
Here, champions focus on martial arts mastery, becoming physically peerless as they honed their spirit. They would also seek superior weapons, including unbreakable war axes, or keen blades that could cut a giant tree with a single swing. 
Even so, Li Wensheng learned Immortal Arts from the very start! Though his scrawny form was exceedingly inconspicuous at first, he wielded Immortal Arts to smash long blades with his bare hands and crush giant hammers! 
Li Wensheng was flying everywhere on his sword while others were busy trying to surpass the limits of human speed. He could kill with a leaf or flower he plucked while others requested blacksmiths to hone their weapons. He cooked medicinal pellets with his cauldron, brewing Yuan Pellets that ascend cultivation while others trained their bodies to strengthen themselves. 
Martial arts champions: “Why aren’t you using any weapons?” 
Li Wensheng smiled, two of his fingers casting an immortal technique: Ten Thousand Swords Retrogression!
At his words, every sword behind everyone’s back took to the skies without hope of control, gathering behind Li Wensheng into a rain of swords that covered the skies! 
This is a world where I alone cultivate immortality while everyone else trains in martial arts!


Simple MTL

I’m Cultivating Immortality While Everyone Else Practices Martial Arts

Lord_Immortal

"Andrew, how exactly did you cultivate?

"When I went to school this semester, you weren't even a prospective fighter!"

Annie's beautiful eyes flickered as she recalled Chief Charles's guess. She couldn't help but say excitedly, "Could it be that you were really taken in as a disciple by an Ultimate fighter? That's right... Only such a powerhouse could make an untalented guy in martial arts advance by leaps and bounds in a short period to reach such a level!"

Andrew's face darkened. He pinched Annie's nose and scolded, "Sister, what do you mean by a useless martial artist?"

As they were chatting over here, a call came in.

Andrew's good mood was disturbed, and he couldn't help but become irritated.

The Strength Of A Grandmaster?