Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

However, now the best it could do was leave a three-inch deep wound on the trench coat man's body, indicating that the toughness of his flesh was not much weaker than that of the flood dragon.


Because at the wound, not a drop of fresh blood flowed out.


... moreover, there were no spiritual power fluctuations in this trench coat man's body...


Xu Jingsheng's brows furrowed suddenly.


At this moment, he had no time to think about it, because even if he stabbed the trench coat man in the chest with a sword, the man's fist still continued to blast towards his face without hesitation.


The fierce fist wind carried a momentum reminiscent of a raging river.


Xu Jingsheng had no idea that this punch was developed by the trench coat man practicing boxing while walking in the great river.


But he knew very well that if he were to be hit by this punch, he would be severely injured, if not killed.


Chapter 20: Flood Dragon Raises Water (Part 2) (8000 words, Request for Votes)_2