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

Why was my spiritual power absorbed by him?


Xu Heming was both shocked and terrified. He couldn't bother to retrieve his severed hand anymore and turned back, launching a torrential assault on Duge with his remaining hand.


The surging spiritual power blew the surrounding grass and trees in all directions.


Onlookers could hear the sound of Duge's tendons snapping and bones breaking. They could even see bulges appear on Duge's back, clearly bone protrusions caused by blows to his body.


Duge was spitting out blood mouthful after mouthful, as if it cost him nothing.


However, Xu Heming's clothes were similarly decreasing one piece at a time. In the blink of an eye, he was down to just a few undergarments.


"Third Senior Brother!" The Seventh Disciple had never seen Duge beaten so miserably. He cried out in alarm and was about to step forward to help.


210 I come I conquer_1