MTL - Low IQ Supporting Female, Waiting for Death Online - Chapter 116

In the territory of Zhao State, there are Liuxuanmen of the martial arts sect of Jianghu.

Su Yu became a handyman disciple who was just getting started.

Having obtained the sign-in system, he signs in at different places every day, and there will be various rewards.

Sign in at the center of the training ground and get the reward [Jiuyang Zhenjing]!

Sign in on the cliff near the residence of the handyman disciple and get the reward [Millennium Snow Lotus]!

Sign in in front of the sect library and get the reward [Lingbo Weibu]!

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In this way, it was not until decades later that Su Yu discovered that he seemed to have surpassed the peak of martial arts and reached the level of cultivating immortals before he knew it…

Ninety-eight years later, a martial arts devil who was born out of nowhere made waves in the territory of Zhao, and no one in the martial arts world was his opponent.

Until this day, the martial arts devil killed Liuxuanmen and met Su Yu who was sitting outside the library, basking in the sun on a rocking chair…

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In the near future, a space channel connecting the other world suddenly appeared on Blue Star, and a large number of other world monsters poured into the homeland where human beings depended for survival.

Human civilization has shrunk sharply and had to hide in the base city to survive.

Only warriors can lead human beings to open up living space and regain lost land.

However, martial arts requires talent, and not everyone can become a martial artist.

People with outstanding martial arts talent can not only advance quickly and break through limits, but also optimize their exercises and benefit future generations, and are admired by all mankind.

By chance, Lu Heng discovered that his martial arts talent could continue to evolve…

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Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals.And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army.Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too.My Talent's Name Was Generator.Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like.So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me?Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back.I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.

Shen Yaowei was an idiot her entire life, and was finally sent to death by the person she trusted the most. After being reborn, Shen Yaowei was no longer silly. She just wanted to cling to the future tyrant and live a life of luxury. Possessing almighty skills and being known as a foolish girl, Shen Yaowei pretended to be an idiot and went on a killing spree, abusing the scumbag until he cried for his mommy and daddy. Anyone who stopped her from clinging onto the tyrant would have to die. Soon, everyone discovered that the frightening Prince Li, who had always been a loner, had changed. There was always a small shadow following behind him. “Ninth Uncle… I don’t have the strength to walk. I want you to carry me…”

the little shadow spread her arms towards His Highness, looking pitiful. “Yaoyao, I’m strong so I’ll carry you!” her elder brother, leader of the martial arts alliance, arrived at the battlefield instantly. “No, I’m stronger! I’ll do it!” her second brother, a miracle doctor, came forward. Then her third brother, fourth brother, fifth brother… All the bigshots had arrived, asking for hugs and to let them carry her. “All of you, get lost! That’s my darling daughter, so I’ll carry her!” Her father, a great general protecting the country, rushed as fast as possible to Shao Yaowei’s front, only to find that the aloof, noble and peerless prince had already knelt with his back facing Shao Yaowei. “Come on, Yaoyao. I’ll carry you.”