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

"Pfft." Mi Qing laughed, "Quite young, but quite a big mouth. Let this old ancestor see if your skills are as hard as your words."


The robe covering the elder suddenly puffed out. His shriveled skin swelled violently, expanding his figure several times over. His veins turned black under his overstretched skin, as if a dark green liquid were flowing in them. The sight was horrific. 


The elder, now inflated like a pentagram, laughed freely and exploded. A green mist rushed in all directions, instantly attacking the martial artists of Tang Clan who were surrounding the chariot. 


Mi Haitian of the chariot was in tears. He knew that after this move, Mi Qing would be entirely wiped out. He could not let his sacrifice be in vain. Looking at the sky filled with green mist, he fought back the tears, drove the chariot away from the path Mi Qing had provided.


Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-Two: A Great Defeat