Roaring Rock Fist

Xingyi Fist Grandmaster Xiao Yi's soul transmigrated to another world. In this world dominated by Martial Artists, Xiao Yi obtained a Martial Soul that defied the Heavens, embarking on a journey to crush countless contemporary talents and achieve the status of Soul Emperor and Martial God. Shattering Heaven and Earth, breaking through the vault of heaven, he reigned supreme over All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

Upon awakening, Su Changkong found himself transmigrated to a world thrown into chaos by war and rampaged by demon monsters, where his martial arts talent was mediocre. However, Su Changkong discovered that as long as his own "life span" increased, his talents and potential could also be "limitlessly" enhanced! Cultivating the Health-preserving Fist technique and practicing the qi of longevity! The path to immortality is littered with corpses, and Su Changkong embarked on a Martial Arts path where he would not perish, even if heaven and earth were to be annihilated!

In 1919, Donnie's soul traversed into the United States. To start off, Donnie, just a soldier who had recently stepped down from the battlefields of World War I, was framed by his superior. Before the Prohibition era began, he took over a bar in Atlantic City. With the perspective of a transmigrator and ruthless tactics, he gradually became the largest bootlegger in America. In the roaring twenties, Donnie delved into bootlegging, ran beauty pageants, built his career, and stormed Wall Street. Decades later, when people studied modern American history, they found that the name 'Donnie Block' was one they simply could not ignore!!!

Fang Xi has transmigrated, and it's the second time! In the Cultivation World, I was submissive. In the other world, I struck with a heavy fist! Who would have thought that after thousands of years, I've become a big shot in the Cultivation World! (Pursuing Longevity + infinite flow - these are quality works presented by Wen Chao Publishing. Rest assured, these books are top-notch reads, so feel free to add them to your collection)

When the night came, there was a twittering sound in his ears, and the monster in the shadow began to move restlessly. Jason’s hungry stomach began to roar, and he couldn’t help swallowing saliva. Hunger is the best spur.

Qi Tian was determined to design the most advanced aircraft engine but accidentally lost his life while saving others. He then transmigrated to the National Master Manor in the Cultivation World and became a disciple of the National Master, with an extra engine appearing inside him. Whether it's enemies or spirit stones and elixir, they all can serve as fuel for his engine. With the engine roaring, his cultivation journey is as unstoppable as a flying plane. As a National Master, he assists in setting up emperors and selecting heirs. The nation thrives, and the people live in peace. As a cultivator, he sweeps away all kinds of spirits and demons. Emperors bow their heads, and warlords make way. What did you say? A monk wants to bring three great demon cultivators through here? Can you tell them that my engine needs an upgrade? [This book is written in a refreshing style, making reading easy and relaxing. Your support is greatly appreciated.]

Hikari played an MMO as a healer girl, reaching the pinnacle of players. However, she never expected to become her player character. Moreover, she was supposed to be a "normal" elf race, so why does her status say "Goddess?" How come this 2D dragon servant became a voluptuous vixen? Acting like a Goddess? Screw that! I would rather hide under a rock! But everywhere I go, I can't help but be revered! What is this!?

In a world divided by towering walls, society is split into four their, each layer a stark reminder of one's place in the hierarchy. From the labor-bound populace of Wall One to the wealthy aristocrats of Wall Three, every citizen's life is dictated by the rules of their tier. At the pinnacle, behind the impregnable Fourth Wall, reside the General's council of seven who wield absolute authority, overseeing the realms below with iron-fisted precision.

(UNDER CONSTRUCTION... I'M TALKING FOUNDATION LEVEL REPAIR) Life is hard. It is hard on the homeless, the tired and the wealthy. It is hard on Azra, the King's only son and heir to the Alfonsi throne. A child of unknown talent with the weight of his people on his shoulders. Life is hard, but when Azra is sucked into a hole and spit out into an entirely new realm... life just gets harder. ...and you thought there was a rock bottom.

The power of absolute control... Time. After Rock died, he mysteriously reincarnated in Shun Long's almost dead body when a triangular-shaped rock merged with his soul, and a sudden influx of information flooded his head. He has now found himself in a mystical world filled with extraordinarily powerful cultivators who can destroy mountains with a single punch, and split seas in half with a single slash of a sword! This is Shun Long's journey in the majestic world of cultivation, as he fights geniuses and reaches the pinnacle of both alchemy and martial arts!

An ordinary cultivator - that was the best way to describe Zhao Yunxiao. Be it in terms of strength or talent, he had always been in the middle of the pack, neither excelling nor falling behind. However, he did not really think badly of his current situation. Some people were destined to become the stars in the skies, while some people were born to be like the rocks on the ground. The stars might be dazzling, but the rocks supported the earth itself. Both of them were necessary in order to maintain the balance of this world. As someone ordinary, Zhao Yunxiao did his best to live his ordinary life to the fullest. He was careful and meticulous, doing his best to make sure he understands everything fully instead of jumping into doing things. He knew his limits and did not dream of anything out of reach. Instead, all he wished for was to live a life of freedom. But one day, he realised that something seemed to be amiss. Perhaps he was mistaken all along. Perhaps even the rocks on the ground had their chance to shine under the right circumstances, even if only for the slightest of moments. This is the tale of an ordinary cultivator... until he was no longer ordinary. *** This story will be written for leisure and thus not be locked, but if you are feeling generous and wish to show your appreciation in monetary terms... https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/SweatingCloud

Exciting news! My novel will be published on Royal Road. Be sure to check it out! The roar of wyverns echoes across a land of forgotten gods. Beasts like Fenrir dominate the land, and survival hinges on magic and weapon techniques. I am Aether, reborn into this brutal existence, a slave with a painful past and a future seemingly carved in stone. But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humour. When hope dwindled to a flicker, I stumbled upon an ethereal cave. Inside, bathed in an alien glow, lay a magnificent beast - a dragon, scales shimmering pink and red. Fear threatened to consume me, but a defiant roar erupted from within. "I will never bend to your will, FATE!" The echo of that challenge hangs heavy in the air, a spark igniting in the darkness. This is where my story begins.

The story of a men accompanied by the last survivors of human kind, fighting battles until their last breaths. As time passes, only he remains able to keep swinging his sword. Why keep fighting, if there is nothing more to protect? Why keep struggling, if there is no more hope? But he still chose to swing his fists and slash with his sword, and at the very end...

The Vatu kingdom is about to be victorious after a 50 year war that scars it's people. Togu, a commander forged in conflict is framed, cast aside and betrayed. nailed between two warring countries that want her dead. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, she meets a stranger that will maybe change the tides.

Thrillers from around the world, featuring: Men stalked by a hungry polar bear. Hunting the last Barbary lion. Two rivals hunting each other in the Amazon. A desk worker planning to kill his rival. A rock 'n' roll band accidentally committing murder. And many more.

In the tides of steam and machinery, who can grasp the extraordinary? Within the fog of history and darkness, whose whispers echo in the shadows? I awaken from the mysterious unknown, opening my eyes to a world of wonder: firearms, cannons, massive warships, airships, and analytical engines; potions, divinations, curses, the Hanged Man, and sealed artifacts… Light continues to shine, yet mystery has never been far away. This is the legend of "The Fool." In the Age of Black Iron, the Northern Continent is ruled by seven orthodox gods and four great empires. Amid the roaring waves of steam and machinery, an industrialized society rapidly emerges, shaping a seemingly peaceful and prosperous era. Yet, beneath this veneer of order lies a twisted, enigmatic, and even maddening extraordinary world.

born to Tyrion Lannister the dwarf of casterly rock and a whore with giants blood from the cold unforgiving North a month after roberts rebellion ended a baby boy is born with the soul of someone from earth but not a normal man a sociopath trapped by earths laws forcing him to live a normal life till now when he's given a chance in a world that only cares about strength how will he do well even I don't know but let's find out

Sinopsis: Grab the Book of Four Holy Weapons. Qin Feng, who replaced Iwatani Naofumi as Shield Hero, found that voices kept popping up in his head. "please choose!" "1: Refuse Myne to join your team, and reward the Von Klay template with a completion rate of 10%." "2:............" "3: Beat up Myne directly, make her embarrassing in public, and reward the completion of 5% Garp template." After completing the choices one by one, Qin Feng found that the shield was getting harder and harder, but his fist was even harder. Knowing that his fist is the boss, he can do whatever he wants in this world from then on. There was just one question before him. "Is there any other way to unlock the Shield of Anger, so I can't get angry at all!"

Iwa o ayatsuru mono no tensei Alternate name: Ganseki Sōsa Takumi Yamazaki, a 16-year-old high school student, meets an untimely end courtesy of truck-kun. Reborn in a world of swords and sorcery, he is eager to master the art of magic and carve a new destiny. But fate has a cruel sense of humor—Takumi’s magic aptitude is rock manipulation, deemed the weakest and most irrelevant in this magical society. Refusing to be discouraged, Takumi taps into the depth of his newfound powers, discovering ways to shape, summon, and control the very foundations of the earth. As he hones his abilities, he realizes that even the smallest pebble, when wielded with precision and creativity, can become an unstoppable force. With his newfound magic, Takumi embarks on an epic journey, facing daunting foes, unraveling the mysteries of his reincarnation, and uncovering a hidden strength that could rival the greatest mages. In a world where power defines worth, can he prove that magic is only as weak as the mage who wields it?

In the sprawling land of West Africa, where kingdoms rise and fall like the tide, a young nobleman named Kwame Adewale is thrust into a position of power he never expected. As the newly appointed Count of his county, Kwame must navigate treacherous political waters, face internal strife within his fractured family, and confront looming external threats to his realm. But Kwame is not alone in his struggle. With his unwavering determination and the support of his loyal advisers, he sets out to rebuild his county from the ashes of neglect and corruption. Through diplomacy, cunning strategy, and the strength of his people's spirit, Kwame seeks to forge a legacy of prosperity and peace for generations to come. But as dark forces gather on the horizon and old rivalries threaten to tear the fabric of society apart, Kwame realizes that the path to greatness is fraught with peril. To succeed, he must confront his own inner demons, overcome the sins of his ancestors, and make sacrifices that will test the very limits of his humanity. "The Count's Legacy" is a gripping tale of power, ambition, and redemption set against the backdrop of a vibrant and diverse world inspired by West African culture and folklore. With its richly drawn characters, intricate political intrigue, and pulse-pounding action, this epic saga will captivate readers from the very first page and leave them eagerly awaiting the next installment. Join Kwame Adewale on his journey to greatness, and discover the true meaning of honor, courage, and sacrifice in the face of adversity.

Lena, a young woman, finds herself irresistibly drawn to Ryder, the lead singer of a local rock band, but their whirlwind romance is marked by intense passion, secrets, and deception.

American boy about to get off of work almost got hit by a car slept and hit his head on the rock reincarnated lucky with five wishes

When I awoke, I was in a place that wasn’t my room. silk pillow beneath my head, and rich tapestries hanging on the walls. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy, like it wasn’t mine. I had somehow been reincarnated into a body—the third daughter of the Marquis?! life as the third daughter of the Marquis family was peaceful. Nothing extraordinary ever happened. I spent my days in the comfort of my family's estate, away from the hustle and bustle of court life. My father, though distant, provided for us, and my sisters—while not always the most agreeable—had their own lives to focus on. I was content, living quietly, with no desire for anything more. That is, until I stumbled upon a book. A beautiful cheap novel that talks about a main character who is trying to survive. But I never imagined that the world I read about would collide with my own life. One evening, my father summoned us all to the drawing room. His tone was unusually serious, and the moment I entered, I could feel the tension in the air. He stood at the center, his gaze fixed on something—or someone—I couldn’t see yet. “I have an illegitimate daughter,” he announced, his voice steady but with a hint of something else beneath it. I froze. The words barely registered at first. But then, as he continued, I realized something that made my heart race. The girl he spoke of, this Aorbel, matched the description from the novel I’d read to the smallest detail. “Her name is Aorbel,” my father continued, “and due to the circumstances, she will now be recognized in society as my daughter.” I watched as a delicate figure stepped forward—a girl with platinum blonde hair that shimmered with a faint pinkish hue, and amber eyes ! she appeared. She was small, fragile-looking, her body almost too delicate to belong in such an imposing space. But it was the way she spoke that caught me off guard. "H-hello..." she stuttered, her voice trembling slightly as she introduced herself. "I-It's nice to m-meet you all... M-my name is Aorbel." The name echoed in my mind, and I felt my pulse quicken. Aorbel—the heroine of the novel. I had read about her, followed her story. She was the one who was shunned, rejected, and Her sisters are going to die! Literally! Over some bullshit! Aorbel was real. And worse, her fate was tied to mine. I remembered the novel’s ending. Aorbel’s sisters would all perish!. *I* would perish. Suddenly, the quiet life I had built for myself felt like it was slipping through my fingers. I wasn’t about to sit by and wait for a fate I’d already read about. So, I did what I thought was the only logical thing: I ran. I fled to the countryside, to the village of Hayat, where no one would know my name or my family. There, I lived a quiet life—just like I had always wanted. I had no titles, no expectations. I could finally breathe. But even in the peace of Hayat, trouble had a way of finding me! RIGHT? ............ but...why..i'm here ? , I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the absurdity of it all. How had my life become so tangled with these nobles, these politics? When I stood before the king, I kept my composure. “It is my duty, Your Majesty,” I said, trying to maintain the calm facade I had perfected. But inside, my mind was racing. *This wasn’t supposed to happen. I just wanted a peaceful life!* The king smiled , but there was an unsettling gleam in his eyes. “Your service has been invaluable, Lady Kevoyal Orilord,” he said, as if my life had been part of some grand design all along. I wanted to scream, to tell him that I had no interest in titles, in recognition, in any of it. But there I stood, accepting the medal, caught in a web of fate I had never wanted. ! SOMONE PLEASE SAVE ME ! And so, the girl who only wanted a quiet life in a rocking chair found herself tangled in something much more complicated than she had ever imagined!!!!

No one can hide from the Sun other than the unborn. With a foreign spirit, only Tlou is qualified to be a possessor of a system fragment. Whipping the Phoenix and Binding the blue dragon, who can tell a fist that blots the sky what to do? Magic that can do incredible things. Creatures of mystical origins. The world is boundless.

In a world similar to ancient Earth but with mana and systems. A child was born who would one day rule the world with an iron fist. Killing anything and anyone that gets in his way

Kayle Landers is good at everything and that's what caused her laziness and cowardice in the face of life's difficulties. He abandons his passions and dreams for his lack of effectiveness in the face of adversity. However, one day, when he seemed to have hit rock bottom, he wakes up in a clean room with six people in his company. The man who gathered them here tells them what they must do if they don't want to die: Be the best antagonist in my story.

The Citizens of Ottawa, Illinois were your average, friendly Midwesterners. However, when seemingly insane things begin to happen, as any Patriotic American would, they answer the call. From the New World Order to the Total Collapse of Society, the Ottawans following the lead of the Ghost of Ottawa struggle and try to survive even the most impossible of odds stacked against them. But is their American Heritage and Midwestern Grit enough to survive? {Rated R due to profanity and the nature of the violence portrayed in the novel.}

A child from the lowest class of society, a simple G-class boy, will impose himself with his fists in a cruel world. He will advance from the sewers and sewers to the top and fame, from class to class, only with his perseverance, his rage, and his ability to survive. But getting out of the gutter is not easy, nor will the elites allow him to advance easily. Will his fists be able to impose himself on his cruel destiny?

--- **Superpower: The Ultimate Biological Evolution Live** Yang Shung stood silently at the edge of the dense forest, the breeze rustling through the ancient trees. His sharp eyes scanned the mysterious landscape ahead. Strange beasts roared faintly in the distance, and the faint glow of a hidden realm shimmered under the morning light. "This world... full of secrets," Yang Shung muttered. His tone was calm, but his clenched fist revealed his inner determination. Beside him, Yang Ming, his younger brother, adjusted his sword belt and smirked. "Big brother, are we really heading into that so-called *Ancestral Prophecy Zone*? Rumor says no one ever returns." Yang Shung glanced at him coldly. "Fear won't uncover the truth. Only strength will." Yang Ling, their cousin, held a scroll in her delicate hands. Her demeanor was composed as she spoke, "The legends say this realm hides truths forgotten by time. If we find it, we gain the edge. If not, we die trying." The group moved forward, their footsteps blending with the rhythm of the forest. A low growl broke the silence. A massive shadow emerged—a four-eyed spirit tiger, its silver fur shimmering like steel. "Defense formation!" Yang Shung barked, his voice commanding. Yang Ming charged with his twin blades, his movements swift and precise. "I’ve been itching for a fight!" The tiger leaped, claws aiming to strike. Yang Shung raised his palm, channeling his fighting qi. A golden arc shot out, slicing the beast’s attack mid-air. Yang Ling unleashed a flurry of talismans that exploded in dazzling light, momentarily blinding the creature. "Yang Ming, finish it!" Yang Shung ordered. With a loud roar, Yang Ming’s blades glowed crimson as he slashed down, severing the tiger’s head. Blood splattered the ground, and the forest fell silent again. [You have defeated a Silver-level Spirit Beast. You gain one year of fighting qi cultivation.] Yang Shung wiped his blade clean, his expression stoic. "This is only the beginning." --- [Reflections and clean revisions complete. All names, actions, and setting adapted for flow and clarity.]

This is a Si story in a world where Rock Lee has an older brother around the age of Itachi. Also, Naruto has a little sister in this fanfic, and he is also a little older. But this fic is about are isekai protagonist adventuring through the world of Naruto trying to survive in a dangerous world while trying to become a shinobi.