Quan Yu transmigrates to a world of fantasy and spiritual arts.
His father, the peak master, has fallen, and the election for a new peak master is imminent?
Does writing spiritual arts require divine script?
And the divine script turns out to be Chinese characters?
He binds himself to the Strongest Copying System.
The more he copies, the stronger he gets?
Does he automatically master every spiritual art he copies?
Quan Yu thinks of the terrifying cultivation techniques from his previous life. In that case, he's invincible.
"Sword Immortal Li Taibai has risen to prominence lately! He's peerless in both poetry and swordsmanship, and has climbed straight to the Ninth Heaven Azure Cloud Rankings!"
"He's got nothing on the Great Sun Flame Emperor. He incinerated tens of thousands of demons with heavenly fire, absolutely awe-inspiring!"
"I say the Painting Sage is the most inscrutable. One stroke and mountains and rivers collapse; one brushstroke and the gods fall!"
"That's nothing! I heard the seven great clans of the Central Spirit Region were discussing a city lockdown, which would delay the discounts at the spiritual meat shop. So a bald guy stormed their place and beat them until they were bawling for their mothers!"
Quan Yu sighs. "Before I knew it, my secret identities had become more famous than I am..."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
The setting of this compressed language is so genius. Others use their skills as fast as possible and they can't wait to play them in seconds, but yours is actually a song. If you sing it wrong, you never say it and it lasts more than a minute. I just don't know how many times you can be killed by the enemy in this time period.
You show off your skills and also sing a song, you are so awesome
It takes up more than half of the words you wrote.
Pirates: Start by robbing the governor's fiancée Absolutely exquisite!
I know what the author wants to do, but I don't understand your point at all.
There are no comments. The author is a little panicked.