The Lord of Taibai Water

The world was destroyed, the apocalypse descended, a new era began, and the right to survive as a Lord was granted to every person.
Domains, Heroes, Troops, Treasures, Resources—all of the countless servers constructed by the myriad continents were opened up.
Qin Muye looked at his panel, which was akin to cannon fodder, and his domain with its damaged suffix, and felt a strong urge to cry but no tears would come.
No divine talent, no hidden hints, no overpowered Profession.
"If that's the case, then I'll just have to adapt and live in a different way."

Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

"The fight only lasted ten seconds, and you guys talked more than you fought..." Qin Muye couldn't help but comment after watching the live broadcast.


Before this, he had also watched Li Xiang and the Pan Turtle Martial Arts master's fight. The two had fought for about twenty minutes, both their techniques and the fight itself appeared quite formal. In the end, it was only by a narrow margin that the Pan Turtle master was severely injured.


"So, was it all an act before? Even though the serious injury was real, there clearly seems to be a deeper hidden reason here."


A fight to the death naturally happens in the blink of an eye; it's impossible to genuinely fight for three days and three nights at the same realm. It was only a sparring match, so there was enough time for each to showcase their abilities.


Chapter 375: Dihua? The Illogical Kind!