High Martial: I Draw the Innate Tyrant Physique from the Start

Decisive and ruthless, wildly satisfying pay-to-win, face-slapping, crushing opponents with superior realms, urban high-martial fantasy Cheng Ye transmigrates, and lands in hell mode from the start: As the young master of the Fierce Wind Martial Arts Hall, he gets beaten to a pulp for peeking at “Diamond Barbie” while she was bathing, then gets dismissed on the spot by the board of directors! Cheng Ye stares at the System interface and laughs. “I’ll pay my way to a new destiny!” [Ding! Your first top-up of 6 yuan gets you a congenital tyrant physique!] [Ding! Top up 100 million and advance to Platinum rank!] [Ding! Blow that female tyrannosaur away with one punch!] While others toil in cultivation for ten years, Cheng Ye reaches max level in seconds. While geniuses show off their Earth-tier techniques, Cheng Ye buys Heaven-tier ones straight from the shop. When villains boast, “Don’t look down on a poor young man,” Cheng Ye tops up a billion: “Don’t look down on a poor middle-aged man? Or a poor old man? The dead deserve respect?!” “The peak? Isn’t it just a matter of money?” Cheng Ye puts an arm around a gorgeous beauty and steps on an old ancestor. “System, let me top up another ten billion!” “I owe everything I have today to my own hard work... and spending money!” “System, carve the words ‘Invincible’ into my forehead!” “Geniuses? Can they withstand my ultimate weapon: the power of money?”