I am recognized as the number one martial artist in Daxia, and my realm is unfathomable.
But no one knows that I have severe social anxiety.
Before every battle, I have to do some mental preparation for half an hour: "Don't be nervous, you can do it... Just run away after the fight, no need to socialize..."
That day, a god-level ferocious beast came to the city.
Everyone was shouting: "Lord Martial God! Help!"
I paced back and forth at home: "There are so many people outside... Do they want me to sign autographs... Do they want to shake hands... Ah, it's so scary..."
Finally, I went out fully equipped wearing a mask, sunglasses and hat.
Live broadcast across the entire network.
"Look! Lord Martial God has appeared! What is he doing?!"
I stood in front of the beast for five minutes.
Because I'm waiting for it to speak first.
It's not easy for me to take the initiative to speak.
Fierce beast: "... You should fight me!"
Me: "You move first, you go first."
The entire network was silent.
Then the ferocious beast became furious and destroyed the world with one move.
I had no choice but to fight back and punched it into the center of the earth.
The battle was over and I wanted to sneak away.
Reporters gathered around.
I died on the spot, blushing to my neck, and stammered: "Please... Please don't interview me... I want to go home..."
Hot searches that night: # Hammer##his shy look is so cute#
Later, aliens invaded and all races descended.
All races are looking for the patron saint of Bactria.
They searched every corner.
No one knew that the young man who locked himself in the room was practicing in front of the mirror: "Today I want to say ten sentences... One, two, three..."
Outside, gods and demons roared.
He took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Hello, may I ask... Who of you will die first?"
