Qi Tian, unaware that he already possesses the cultivation of the Great Dao, transmigrates to a world of combined martial arts.
In his spare time, he likes to collect stories from his past life and tell them at the annual storytelling gathering.
Gradually,
more and more people come to listen... They proudly call themselves Qi Tian's students.
One day,
Heaven's Will suddenly appears, and the Heavenly Rankings descend.
The first to be listed is the God of War, Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun denounces it: “My teacher once said that Heaven's Will is a worthless thing. It only knows how to enslave the people it chooses. I don't care for your approval. Take it back at once, or I'll shatter this heaven of yours!”
The second to be listed says: “Who wants your lousy Dao-Enlightenment Fruit? The teacher calls it a green date, and he's got as many as he wants!”
The third to be listed says: “Three thousand Great Daos? It's just a matching game! Our senior sister can clear more than eighty levels in one go!”
The fourth, the fifth, the sixth...
Not one person on the list is willing to be recognized by Heaven's Will.
All living beings are stunned!
Even Heaven's Will is completely emo: “How did the world end up like this?”
Is this still a martial arts world? Why does it feel like a world of immortality?
When you write about mixed martial arts, you write about everything from ancient times, here and there, here and there, and it's not logical. You can't deceive yourself, so you're here to deceive us.
It's incomprehensible, messy, rambling, piecing together... Extremely boring [laughing awkwardly] [laughing awkwardly] [laughing awkwardly] [laughing awkwardly] [laughing awkwardly]
Nice Dihua, it suits my taste
Written in a mess
Is this still a martial arts world? Why does it feel like a world of immortality?
When you write about mixed martial arts, you write about everything from ancient times, here and there, here and there, and it's not logical. You can't deceive yourself, so you're here to deceive us.
It's okay. It's pretty.
Pretty good.