Kai Huang

After traversing through time, Li Xuan was delighted to have become the second son of Earl Chengyi's mansion, as well as a proud warrior of Liudao Fumo. However, just ten days into his privileged life, he faced fierce female supervisors, terrifying ghost-girls, and spiteful demonesses one after another.
Amidst this whirlpool of challenges, Li Xuan claimed he didn't feel a bit panicked. A few years later, standing above the Yangtze River, he swung his sword, and with that, thousands of miles of landscapes were instantly frozen.
Where will the demoness escape to? Take my sword!

Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?

"The true meaning of Martial Law refers to the unity of form, spirit, emotion, and reason, as well as the coordination of reality and illusion. It originates from the human heart and Primordial Spirit, yet is also contained within the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth."


Early in the morning, Li Chengji, who was unable to sleep in his study, came to the training ground in the backyard to explain Martial Intention to Li Xuan, "It is both a principle of heaven and earth and an extension of human will—"


Li Xuan blinked his eyes at the side, "Old man, I can't quite understand. Please, speak in plain terms."


Li Chengji couldn't help but look at him speechlessly, then fell into contemplation, "It's quite complicated actually, I think it's better to demonstrate it to you. There are three levels of Wu intention, the most basic of which is this."


With a wave of his hand, he made a palm slash, then asked Li Xuan, "Xuan, did you see it clearly?"


Chapter 117: Level Seven Alarm (Asking for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)_1