Yan ZK

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife.
The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them.
Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties.
The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine.
Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles.
The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era.
The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.
(Solo female lead)

Why do I have so many masters?

The sound of clattering, those wood splinters swept up by the Fist Strength lost their momentum and fell to the ground.


Wang Anfeng watched the imposing old man on the other side.


The latter didn't make any special moves, merely standing there casually, yet the powerful oppressive force filled Wang Anfeng with breathlessness, his breath slowing and every muscle beneath his simple clothes tensing slowly.


The flow of Inner Strength rapidly increased, with robust power surfacing within his body.


A ripple of Qi Force surged under the feet of the young man.


Zhao Zhengyong looked at Wang Anfeng and frowned slightly. Although his previous move was just a probe, at his level of martial arts, even a casual move carried great might. An ordinary Seventh Rank Martial Artist would not have been able to dodge it so effortlessly, which added a hint of wariness in his heart. Yet he did not show any signs of fear and burst into laughter, declaring in a loud voice,


Chapter 19 Jianghu Veterans, Night Battle (1/2)