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Bai Xuan traveled through time. Travel to a world where martial arts are respected and demons are in chaos. But he was just a gang member, helpless, until he discovered that killing the enemy could gain him training time. He could gain as much time as the opponent had practiced, and the training time could be directly poured into martial arts. ... Many years later, Bai Xuan looked at those aloof beings who were like gods: "I wonder how many years they have been practicing?"

"Have you washed your feet? Just step on me~" "You paid ninety-nine yuan for these slippers. Why are you so arrogant?" Flip-flops: "You can get a golden finger for ninety-nine dollars, what else do you want?" QQ book club group 882868519～

"Brother! What is this?" Duan Wang Zhao Ji asked weakly. "This is a SCAR!" Ximen Qing said stinkingly while holding a camouflage-painted SCAR assault rifle... "Die~Gah!!!" "Well~ so and so is meant to die~" "666..." QQ book club group 882873123