Lin Ye traveled through the Gaowu era and was forced to take over the Spark Club, which was about to be disbanded.
Looking at the team members, he fell into deep thought.
A retired veteran with a broken arm, a stuttering girl with out-of-control powers, a blind and abandoned assassin, and a group of civilian losers who can't even afford to eat!
The old, weak, sick and disabled are the laughing stock of the entire internet!
Fortunately, the [God-Level Club System] is activated! The gravity cabin on the left hand, the tactical board on the right hand, can also ignore the upper limit and add crazy points to all members!
The veteran who lost his arm reshaped his meridians and chopped the abyss with one sword! The blind assassin understands the mind and becomes the god of death in the night!
One year later, the Global Martial Arts Finals.
When the seventy-two members of the Spark Club took the top seventy-two spots on the global God of War list, the entire internet went crazy!
The president of the world's largest plutocrat: "Godfather Lin, I will donate half of my family property. Please let my son go to Xinghuo to sweep the floors!"
Alliance Chairman: "Boss Lin, the alien beasts are rioting. I beg you to send two team members to suppress it!"
Facing the begging of countless powerful people, Lin Ye smiled slightly: "Sorry, Xinghuo only accepts family members, not powerful people."
Reader comments
Is this a world of high martial arts or an urban novel, a world of constant competition and infighting, right?
Interesting [plus one bookshelf] [grass has been planted]
Is this a world of high martial arts or an urban novel, a world of constant competition and infighting, right?
Interesting [plus one bookshelf] [grass has been planted]
A running account is meaningless.