Blue bird alone in the clear sky

From [Running], to the physics-defying [Godspeed].
From [Aiming], to the causality-transcending [Bullseye].
From [Health Cultivation], to the everlasting [Immortality] among men.
From [Fitness], to the flesh-ascending [Turning into a Dragon].
Having been reborn, Xue Jing, after gaining a panel that infinitely enhances skills, set a minor goal for himself.
In this dangerous world filled with martial artists, Blessed Ones, and Transformed People, he aimed to rise above all merely with his mortal flesh and blood—to become the supreme deity among men.

I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

Lying on the ground, Duan Kaiping suddenly raised his head, looking towards Su Bijin with a panicked expression.


The latter slightly furrowed his brows, "Master Chen, isn't this a bit too much?"


The body of a martial artist, trained and honed, is like a precision machine; missing an arm or a leg is akin to missing a crucial part of that machine, greatly troubling its overall function.


Especially since their practiced technique was the Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword, the essence of which resided in the limbs—amputating a hand was not just about losing the hand itself.


To say it would be crippling was an understatement.


"Too much?" Chen Fuguang glanced at Su Bijin, his eyes playful.


He leaned back on the couch, hands crossed and resting on his crossed knee, speaking lightly:


Chapter 42: Raise a Dragon in Your Heart