[Featured ×4]
Du Rui, an exceptionally forgetful reader, finds himself transmigrated into one of the top male harem stallion novels, but as the antagonist. Now inhabiting the role of Xue Xinyu, the cunning villain, Du Rui struggles to maintain his s...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Meanwhile, high above the dense canopy of the forest, Liang Zhiguan's sharp eyes scanned left and right, eagerly seeking out a worthy challenge. He knew from his mentor's teachings that taking down a robust creature or confronting a large herd of monsters promised more points and prestige than battling scattered undead creatures in the woods.
Then, like a beacon in the darkness, he spotted them—a group of beleaguered individuals surrounded by a formidable herd of monsters. With a grin of determination, Liang Zhiguan swooped down towards the chaos, his heart racing with the thrill of imminent battle.
With a daring leap, Liang Zhiguan dismounted his sword mid-air, his lithe body twisting gracefully as he directed it towards the herd below. As he descended, he manipulated the sword's movements with precise control, each strike calculated to maximise efficiency and minimise risk.
On the forest floor, the group of people initially overwhelmed by the onslaught of undead creatures looked on in astonishment as the monsters fell one by one under the skillful assault. Their gazes soon fixed upon Liang Zhiguan, his figure silhouetted against the sky as he descended, his focus entirely on his sword and the creatures it sought to vanquish.
Just as he neared the ground, Liang Zhiguan's keen reflexes kicked in. With a deft manoeuvre, he used his sword to break his fall, the blade slicing through the air with a sharp whizzing sound. As his feet touched the ground, he sprung off the sword's edge with practised ease, his momentum propelling him forward into the fray once more.
Unheeding of the exclamations and gasps of the onlookers behind him, Liang Zhiguan pressed on with unwavering determination, his singular focus on neutralising the threat before him. With each swing of his sword, he pushed himself to the limit, driven by a deep-seated desire to prove his mettle and demonstrate his worthiness in the eyes of his mentor and peers alike.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity battling amidst the chaotic fray, the last of the monsters fell beneath Liang Zhiguan's determined onslaught. Breathing heavily, he turned to face the group of grateful disciples who had been cowering just moments ago, their relief palpable in the forest's stillness.
"Thank you for saving us, young hero," one of the disciples exclaimed, their words echoing the sentiments of the others in the group. Liang Zhiguan offered them a modest smile, brushing off their gratitude with characteristic humility. "It's no big deal," he replied, his voice tinged with genuine sincerity.
Watching the scene unfold on the screen, Xue Xinyu enjoyed the simple rice and pork dish set out before them. Liang Zhiguan's recent manoeuvre was impressive indeed; even Xue Xinyu had been practising it, ever since he first witnessed Huai Xiaozhun's flawless execution.
Back in his first life, he decided to give it a shot while surfing, thinking it would be a breeze. Little did he know, it turned out to be more of a tumble than a ride.
