Stinky Pig is chubby

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?"
An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar.
I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal.
Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution.
Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. 
Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

I Can See Your Combat Power

These two tornadoes that suddenly appeared not only frightened Tang Guangyu, but also left the elders watching the battle from the Secret Arts Pavilion in a daze.


Hadn't the martial arts performance already ended?


As their main work was research, they had never expected anyone to take action after the performance ended. This was against the rules.


This was when the disadvantage of their lack of combat experience showed up. Even the involved Tang Guangyu was taken aback, not to mention the others. However, the tornadoes were already nearly upon them.


Tang Guangyu had no choice but to infuse his spiritual power into his palms, attempting to break apart the two tornadoes.


It must be said that this choice was absolutely terrible. Not to mention that his defensive inner energy only had a sliver of power too weak to stop the tornadoes, what could the palm power he hastily gathered do to disperse these two powerful forces akin to vicious dragons?


Chapter Seventy-Two: Rules (Give some recommendations~ Let me know there are friends reading~~)