Traditional fantasy, light humor, slow burn, and all kinds of ordinary people
"Lin Xiaoyun! Come on! Get up here! Let's fight!" Li Jianfeng channeled his true essence and challenged Lin Xiaoyun, who was outside the ring.
"Lin Xiaoyun? Who's that? Never heard of him!"
"Don't know him, but he definitely isn't from the Daoist sect."
"Who is Lin Xiaoyun? Why is the winner of the Daoist sect's grand tournament personally calling him out?"
The crowd outside the ring buzzed with chatter.
Hearing Li Jianfeng's challenge, Lin Xiaoyun was a little surprised, then leaped into the ring.
"Brother Li, what is this about?" Lin Xiaoyun asked helplessly.
"Enough talk. I'm going to fight you today! Just tell me, are you in or not?" Li Jianfeng said with a smile.
"If you want a fight, then a fight it is! Bring it on! Come on, let's fight!" Lin Xiaoyun replied boldly.
The two stood facing each other, met each other's gaze, and smiled in understanding.
The starry battle armor gleamed, and the silver spear flashed with deadly sharpness.
The phantom of the Black Tortoise appeared, and the True Martial Sword revealed its edge.
The two young men were just as they had been when they first met,
Full of vigor and ambition, their hearts brimming with heroic spirit.
As the poem goes:
Young and wild, they take the battlefield,
Heroes and champions show their mettle.
Stars and Black Tortoise shine together,
Their lofty ambitions soar with their spirits.
Come on come on!
This book is great