Novels often have people who are the ceiling of combat strength, the ones protagonists pray will show up when they’re facing trouble.
“If only... they were here.”
And then the bking appears.
[Western Fantasy] “You mean you can make a ball of magical energy with your bare hands?”
“Can’t you?”
A silver-blue orb shot out, knocking the necromancer flat just as he picked up his staff.
[Xianxia Cultivation] At the sect tournament held once every hundred years, the head disciple under the sect leader received the most heartfelt greetings from elders, peers, and junior brothers and sisters.
“Senior Brother, you’ll definitely go to this sect exchange tournament, right?”
“Don’t worry. The title of Number One Sword Sect can only belong to the Xuantian Sect.”
[Interstellar Sci-Fi] Alien creatures invaded during the military academy tournament, trapping the competitors from both schools in the border mountains.
“General, we need to request reinforcements.”
“If we need reinforcements for something this trivial, I’ll be impeached and removed from office tomorrow.”
A silver boot flashed in the spaceship’s light, then vanished.
Even bking needs to fall in love... probably.
Theme: The greater your power, the greater your responsibility
