Those who cultivate battle energy defy the heavens. A supreme powerhouse can shatter the sky with a finger, cleave the stars with a single slash, and turn heaven and earth upside down with a flick of the wrist. Who among those who walk this path doesn’t want the masses to look up to them? Who wouldn’t want ordinary people kneeling at their feet?
An ordinary boy grows amid scorn and loneliness. Is he a peerless genius, or will he willingly become a good-for-nothing? If we fight, let’s fight until rivers of blood flow! If we fight, let’s fight until one of us is dead!
I shape my own fate, and battle energy breaks through the firmament!
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