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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The Black Wind Swordsman was very lean, almost the same as Jiang Chen himself, but he looked gloomier. He was about 23 or 24 years old.

The Bloody Slaughter standing opposite him was nearly 40. Tall and large, he looked quite rude. It was kind of appropriate to call him slaughter.

Standing in the ring, the Bloody Slaughter kept smiling coldly without speaking. He was sizing up his rival in the same way that a tiger looked at a rabbit.

"So, let's start to bet," the club owner announced excitedly. The betting odds between the two certainly had a huge gap. Most people bet on the Bloody Slaughter. Some people did not even bet, since they did not think the fight would be interesting.

"Master Luo, do you want to have a try?" Xie Ting said to Jiang Chen.

Ai Liang said, "Yeah, these boring fights are the best for masters." He was taking the mickey out of the masters, since they did not have an eye for betting.

A 1 Billion Yuan Stone Bet