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

In the water, he is a Great Grandmaster, but out of water, he's nothing more than a counterfeit!


Duge sighed inwardly, but he believed that the State Preceptor had indeed pledged his loyalty.


Linyang City was more than ten miles away from Yang River, and the Way of Nature of the State Preceptor was adept at concealment. If he truly came to assassinate, and his presence went undetected, it wouldn't be easy to fend him off.


The Qinglan Sword Saint, a swordsmanship Great Grandmaster, was somewhat terrifying. His martial path was not limited by terrain...


"State Preceptor, is there any knack to grasping the Grandmaster Realm?" Duge, whose sense of crisis had skyrocketed, clenched his fist to the State Preceptor and humbly said, "Please do not stint on your guidance."


345 Like the Sun at Its Zenith_1