Wandering Man

This captivating novel is also adapted into a comic available on Webnovel.
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Cultivating inner strength with the Nine Yang Energy and training the body to an indestructible state, the Golden Back Nine Rings Saber sweeps across with a forty-yard long silver-blue blade energy. With force sinking into the dan tian, charging left and right, the Descending Dragon Palm bombards everything in sight.
There's the Way of the Heart Demon Seed... Self-Forgetfulness... Sunflower True Power... Flying Dagger in the Void... Cassock Subdues Demons... Seven Forms of the Dragon... Palm of Buddha, War God Shattering! All are part of a riveting and blood-pumping journey in the world of martial arts!
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The mighty and robust Village Leader, Jiang Dali, sits quietly on his ornately carved pearwood chair, draped in a tiger skin coat over his bulging, strong muscles. His eyes are cold and tranquil as he surveils the newly recruited players sitting on both sides.
Flattering praises from these players are incessant.
'Mighty Village Leader, invincible against swords and spears, an unmatched Iron Palm – please teach me your martial arts expertise!'
'Village Leader, can someone with sensitive skin practice the Iron Shirt technique?'
'Brother, spare the slick talk. The Village Leader is well-known for his ruthless and merciless nature.'
A player, who had just resurrected at the City God Temple, makes a grimace, 'Ignorant at first, I didn’t grasp the hidden meaning in his words. The second time I listen, I'm already a soul under the knife. The Village Leader's word is law; asking the same question twice will get you sent on your way. I have no f**ks left to give.'
In essence, this is all about a muscleman wielding a big saber, traversing through the thrilling and varied martial world without a female lead. A domineering and decisive tyrant, an Iron-Boss with player characters flowing like water....

Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Killing without bloodshed, beneath the sword a single touch of red.


This was an accolade given by someone at some unknown time.


In reality, ever since he entered the profession of an assassin, Central Plains One Spot Red had never thought of such a reputation.


His sword killed without bloodshed because his strikes were swift and clean.


The reason they were swift and clean was because he did not want to die.


Not only did he not want to die, but he also wanted others to perish.


So he could only be faster and more decisive than anyone else.


Thus his original name was very simple, perhaps called Little Red, Little Green, or Little Flower Little Grass.


The sword in his hand was also simple, unlike some swords named Supreme Sword, Unrivaled, Immortal Slaying, Sun Breaking, and so on.


His sword was just a sword, a sword meant for killing.


0241: Unexplained unease, vigorously calculating (extra updates for 2200 monthly tickets)