Cotton Jacket Guard

Brave, sly, kind, slippery, generous, greedy, elegant, ferocious, happy, abnormal, honest, hypocritical...
In this apocalyptic world, only by winning on the Alien Star battlefield can one obtain resources to ensure the continuity of civilization.
Every warrior that enters the Alien Star battlefield receives a randomly assigned keyword that belongs to them.
If one's actions align with their keyword, their attributes will rapidly grow, granting abilities akin to Superman. On the contrary, if they fail to comply, they will swiftly weaken;
This is a world where performance skills are paramount;
Performance skills equate to sustenance, performance skills are glory, performance skills provide privileges, performance skills are life...
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Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others

Gazing at the chaotic scene before him, Zong Gui held the Golden Rosy Cloud Sword, his eyes vacant as if he had aged over a decade. At this rate, the Hua Mountain Sect would be erased from the martial arts world, wouldn't it?


What did I do wrong, why is heaven punishing me like this?


Duge was very fast, in just a moment, he had backstabbed more than ten people, even managing to return in time to rescue Feng Zhong.


Hua Mountain's Big Formation was completely in disarray; he could always find someone with their back towards him.


With his Rear Eye overseeing the entire battlefield, once he spotted Feng Zhong in danger, he could just pick anyone to backstab and come to Feng Zhong's aid.


Duge was like a black lightning bolt, zipping through the crowd, appearing and disappearing, leaving someone fallen each time he stopped.


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