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Xing Wenghu noticed Feng Peng began to choke, and rushed to his side. Despite limping like crazy, and barely able to walk properly. "Feng Peng!" He screamed, as Feng Peng clutched his throat, having choked on a chicken bone. He immediately remembered first aid from his past life for just such a situation. He grabbed Feng Peng from behind, and began to preform the Heimlich manuever, pressing against his belly to get him to cough up the bone. "Oh Feng Peng. Forgive me if this is too hard!" Xing shouted, as he pressed harder on Feng Peng's stomach. The movement caused him to rapidly cough up the bone, however a problem instantly manifested itself. When Feng Peng coughed up the bone, he coughed up several other bones. The Bones came flying out of his mouth like shards, and lodged themselves in the eyes of a cultivator walking in front of them. "Yeah, and that's when I told him-OW!" The cultivator fell on the floor, screaming as his face was pierced by bone shards from Feng Peng's st
Cultivator Battle Royale Chapter 16
Maria was scared, confused and afraid. She was currently leaning against the wall, once again a damsel in distress. Xing Wenghu took a deep breath, this was his fault. He underestimated how often Jade Beauties got kidnapped. "W-What should we do!" Lo said, as Xing Wenghu slapped him at the back of the head. "Silly Lo, we save my girlfriend!" He shouted, as Xing Wenghu limped his way over with his party members in tow. "Hey stupid!" Xing Wenghu shouted, gathering the attention of the thuggish men in front of him. All of them, generic and irrelevant people in the real world turned to face him. It was time for them to take a huge loss, and serve their purpose of making Xing Wenghu look cool indeed. Maria was shocked, immediately rushing her way to Xing Wenghu's side. Of course, one of the thugs immediately blocked her from doing so. "Hey! Let me go!" Maria screamed, in classic damsel in distress fashion. The thug simply smirked, wearing trash clothes and have a trash sense of fash
Cultivator Battle Royale Chapter 17
Xing Wenghu made it to the new dorm room their team would be sharing. Quickly getting registered and signing themselves up for it. There was more than enough room for extra people on their team, but Xing Wenghu had eagerly rejected any applicants in the first place. In his eyes, you had to be loyal and reliable. A true ally he could trust. He most certainly did not trust the wits of the Dao Empress, who was so fickle and easily swayed. If he made a error, he would be backstabbed again just like in his previous life unfortunantly. The party was currently sleeping, Fatty Wei snoring loudly as hell for no reason. It kept Xing Wenghu awake. "Damn. Fatty Wei is so freaking loud." Xing Wenghu whispered to himself, as he stepped outside of the room to get a glass of water. There was nobody walking around the facility. It was currently midnight, and most of Xing Wenghu's injuries had recovered. Thankfully, there were medical staff at hand who could also distribute special healing pills
Cultivator Battle Royale Chapter 18
Maria stood up, gasping in shock at Xing Wenghu's words. "M-Me!? But why?" She was shocked, she believed she was an irrelevant side character. Only having to cling onto Xing Wenghu's arm to be carried throughout the competition. But Xing Wenghu knew, it was time for her character development. Xing Wenghu stood up and placed his arm on Maria. "Maria, the world of cultivators is harsh and unforgiving. You must test yourself!" Xing Wenghu shouted at her. Maria became anxious inside, she didn't have much confidence in herself. But with Xing Wenghu's encouragement. She would atleast try! "Y-Yes! I will!" Maria shouted confidently, as Xing Wenghu laughed. "Come on Fatty Wei, show us where the tournament is." Fatty Wei led the party to the tournament, where they quickly registered Fatty Wei and Maria as their main combatants for their team. However, then came their next problem. Their team required a name! Xing Wenghu thought, what was the coolest, most badass name he could ever come
Cultivator Battle Royale Chapter 19
The vine cultivator gasped as her vine was effortlessly slashed in half. "You fool! How dare you cut my vine in half. You will face my wrath!" She screamed frantically, and ran straight at her opponent. She swung her vines like a chimpanzee on the loose, with no coordination or focus behind her attacks. The audience was surprised, to see someone with such lacking skill or coordination. All rhyme and reason faded from her attacks. Her opponent casually batted each one away, slashing through them and rendering all of them unusable in seconds. Soon, after all of her vines were broken into pieces all over the arena floor. It was a sight for sore eyes, to be so thoroughly humiliated in less than one minute. She wouldn't let this stand. The cold cultivator stood over her, not having a single reaction. Her gaze was as cold as her outfit, uncaring and uninterested. "It's over." The Glacial Empress said, looking down at her opponent. The vine cultivator had fallen onto her knees in anger
Cultivator Battle Royale Chapter 20
Nakuke shouted his declaration, to dramatically start the battle as serious as possible. Fatty Wei stood in front of him, in a regular martial arts stance. "Hmph. I, Fatty Wei shall greet you in kind!" It was odd for Wei to call himself Fatty still, he had continuously lost weight and was almost as skinny as Xing now. The two completely ignored the match announcer, who only left in a kerfuffle after being brushed aside. Fatty Wei charged directly at Nakuke, preparing a strong fist based attack to hit him with. "No Fatty! If you do that..He will cut you down!" Xing Wenghu thought, worried about his friend's well being. Fatty Wei was in a vulnerable period of his development, he couldn't bite off more than he could chew right now. Or else he would suffer a similar fate to Xing Wenghu's past life, or worse. Xing Wenghu struggled to watch what would unfold next, as a mysterious black aura shined all over Nakuke. "Have you felt the struggle of a soul? The crying of an orphan? The ba
Cultivator Battle Royale Chapter 21
"Fatty!!!!!" Xing Wenghu screamed, Fatty Wei having used the last of his strength to stand up and throw himself in front of Xing Wenghu. He felt a pain inside of him, Fatty Wei was willing to die for him. His arrogance having caused this injury upon him. The katana blade had pierced through his stomach, just narrowly missing Xing Wenghu. Fatty Wei then coughed up blood. "You can't...You can't take him down like that Brother Xing.." Fatty Wei said as his last words, before collapsing for real on the arena floor. He was now fully unconscious, as the medical team went and retrieved him. He was quickly taken away, but the announcer didnt dare to interrupt the current fight going on. Nakuke Yubiha wielded his katana skillfully in front of him. "Any last words, before I kill you and make you join your friend? What kind of weakling requires friends anyway." He took a dramatic stance, making an edgy monologue nobody cared to hear. "Friends...Comrades..Allies.. All worthless constructs
Cultivator Battle Royale Chapter 22
Feng Peng looked at Xing Wenghu with positivity, as his master effortlessly struck Nakuke away. The audience began to cheer him on. "Destroy him!" Nakuke coughed up a little blood, as he stood up using his katana. "Hmph. Do you think the power of friendship will save you now? You're so naive and pathetic. Relying on your... Comrades." "Bonds...Friendship..Happiness... Only a pathetic, naive little kid uses those to fight." He swung his katana around, as a dark aura began to envelop him. "The only thing I need is the skill of my blade!" He rushed at Xing Wenghu, who only turned around and didn't look at him to receive his attack. With his power, he did not need to even gaze at Nakuke to block him. "What? Does he dare to mock me!!" Nakuke developed a massive rage, as he put his all into his next attack. How dare this naive kid insult his strength! Xing Wenghu however, side stepped him and slapped him across the face before his blade could reach him. It was a slap so loud, the en
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