Midnight Beast

Waking up, Han Zhao transmigrated to a world where the kingdoms competed for supremacy and the demons were rampant.
The Divine Warrior Family stood high above the world, and the Spiritual Beast Family overlooked all living beings.
The Martial Dao system was broken and declining.
Han Zhao had mediocre qualifications but was armed with a prompt simulator.
After the kryptonite simulation, he could choose one of three choices: [word], [attribute points], and [life experience].
[You practice martial arts for eight years and barely get started. At twenty-five years old, you marry a wife and have a child. At the age of fifty, you die of illness.]
[You have been practicing martial arts for one year and have successfully started. Twenty-two years old, in an open fight between gangs, you are seriously injured and die of poisoning.]
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[Life Simulation]： Basic entry, simulate future life once.
[Blade and Sword Dual Mastery]: White word entry, triple the qualification of blade and sword dao.
[Basic Master]： Green entry, double the speed of basic martial arts cultivation, and greatly increases the probability of breaking through the upper limit.
[Late Bloomer]: Blue entry, qualification increases with age.
[Body Refining Maniac]： Purple entry, a huge breakthrough in cultivating body refining techniques.
[Dan Dao Sag]： Orange entry, the qualification of alchemy is increased a hundred times.
[Immortal Posture]: Red entry, looks more and more beautiful, and has a charming effect on the opposite sex.
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[The 72nd level of the Nourishing Health Skill; special effects: strong body (hidden special effects: immortality, sun true astral, nirvana holy body, five-color divine light...)]
As long as there were enough entries, the mediocre power and simple and easy-to-learn nourishment techniques could be practiced to become a supreme martial art.

Life Simulation: Add Tags Starting with Wellness Technique

To Han Zhao, he couldn't be bothered to feign civility with these people.

"You!" Qian Luoshan's expression darkened, and his eyes were murderous. He clenched his fists until his joints crackled, but he did not attack.

"When I came, I heard from the Water Envoy that someone in the gang couldn't stand me and wanted to spar with me. Now, I'm here. Whoever isn't convinced, please come up and teach me." Han Zhao walked to the field and cupped his fists at everyone.

"…" The dozens of Martial Masters present looked at Lang Fanyun, who was like a demon god beside Han Zhao, and fell silent.

My Rules Are Rules! Making Everyone Silent! (3)