The Strongest Chinese Mage: From the Start, I Encountered a Murder

[Transmigration, another world, Chinese characters, cultivation, one heroine]

“Chinese is the most powerful spiritual-energy rune!”

“The potential of Chinese runes depends on how well the caster understands the characters they draw!”

“The better you understand Chinese, the more powerful the spells and formations you can unleash!”

Xia Yuxiao watched the teacher on the platform deliver an impassioned lecture, then looked down at the Chinese textbook for the second half of senior year, which seemed more suited to a kindergarten class.

“You mean Chinese exists in this world?”

“And Chinese is the most powerful spell rune?”

Xia Yuxiao, who had transmigrated from Huaxia, fell silent for a moment, then immediately chose to become the world's greatest Chinese spellcaster.

You need dozens of seconds to draw a formation?

It takes me five seconds to draw one in Chinese. I can crush anything!

You can draw a water bolt in five seconds?

My Chinese spells are twice as fast, and my water bolts can unleash a devastating barrage!

You want to gang up on me?

Xia Yuxiao threw back his head and laughed, opening with a magnificent, sweeping poem:

“Three million jade dragons rise into flight, churning the heavens until all beneath the sky turns cold!”

Three million ice dragons spiraled into the sky, blotting out the sun as their icy gleam stretched for a thousand miles!

Enemies: ∑(ﾟωﾟ∪) Come on, man!

You say you're going to report me for cheating?

I'm starting a Chinese class. Ten thousand yuan per lesson. Why don't you all come learn?

And you ask why, after studying Chinese for twenty years, you still can't beat me, who has only studied it for two?

That's called talent, kid.