Come on, there's no such thing as magic in this world. It doesn't exist. How could a humble Daoist like me know magic?
After his interview, the young Daoist flew away on his sword.
The entire crowd was left in stunned silence!
Qin Hao transmigrated to a parallel world and obtained the Preaching System.
As long as he preached and made the world believe that miracles existed, he could earn rewards.
Reporter: “Daoist, who is stronger, you or a martial arts grandmaster?”
Qin Hao: “A martial arts grandmaster? Never heard of one. But I'm stronger!”
At that, everyone present burst out laughing.
Martial arts grandmaster: “I've practiced traditional martial arts for ten years and attained the grandmaster realm...”
Qin Hao: “Impressive! It took you ten years to reach the grandmaster realm. I reached it in a single day!”
Everyone present burst out laughing again.
But the very next moment, Qin Hao suddenly shouted, “Summon the thunder from the Nine Heavens! Thunder, come!”
The skies darkened, and nine bolts of lightning came crashing down.
Before long, the martial arts grandmaster was reduced to ashes...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
First blood, everyone here is short.
Did you brush up your grades?
Qi practitioners are divided into nine levels. The practitioners of Qi training are in the middle and lower levels. They have to collect yellow buds to produce golden elixirs and pass the level of Qi collection.
Are you guys downstairs going to fight with bayonets?