The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty had a rule: non-grandmasters were not allowed to be crowned kings.
And I, the Ninth Prince Zhou Mo, was born with a weak pulse and am at the bottom of the ninth level of martial arts.
At the age of fifteen, he was thrown into Ningzhou, the poorest place, to be an "idle marquis". Everyone in the court said: This is what he will do for the rest of his life.
Until I bound the [Crazy King Development System].
Killing people gives you experience, massacring a city drops you equipment, and intimidating people adds fear points.
Three years later, during the Ningzhou Competition, I punched the head of the top person on the "genius list", and my father ordered me to return to Beijing overnight.
I wrote back: My son is in the process of breaking through to the Grand Master level and it is inconvenient to travel.
You said back then that your useless veins were not worthy of being crowned king——
Are the land gods qualified?
Reader comments
Great. The whole text is full of calm voices and cold eyes.
Great. The whole text is full of calm voices and cold eyes.