Zhang Muzhi

The war of gods left the earth no winners, but a broken world.
Thousands of years later, the soul of the God of war created a new world from the ruins.
Nine reincarnations for the same one belief.
A youngster looked up at the starlit sky with his sword in hand.
Monsters, demons, evil persons…Whoever had the nerve to damage this world would end up dying.
To see how a youngster got onto the top of the world little by little, inherited the soul of the God of war, and defend his own world!

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The Brilliant Fighting Master

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Having retreated to a place out of the range of the crossbows, the commander of the Holy Arrow Battalion looked towards the Tiger Battle Group in anger.

He said, "Did you do that intentionally? You didn't inform us of your retreat. You made us suffer for your fault!"

The commander of the Tiger Troop strode over to slap him.

However, his hand was grasped by another hand. Zhao Wenhao was staring at him with a cold look, wearing a grim expression.

The commander of the Tiger Troop was panic-stricken. He pulled his arm back and went back into the formation of the Tiger Troop.

"It was an emergency. If we had spent more time speaking, there could have been more casualties. Besides, aren't you all right?" the commander of the North Mansion Battalion argued. When he had finished speaking, a complacent look flashed across his eyes.

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