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Echi Martial Arts

Xianxia|✓Martial Legend

Ever thought of finding oneself in situation where you are life and death enemies with your family just after transmigrating? Tian Chen opens his eyes only to realize he is no longer in the world he used to know. But in this world, he was doubting the concept of family, as his birth mother killed the original owner of this body, leaving behind strong resentment that becomes stronger when another woman deceives him. The resentment is his biggest concern as it had started to grow and devour his vitality as well as lifespan, while making his body endure unbearable pain. But he knew he had no way of getting back at his birth 'Mother', with his current ability. What was even more terrifying was that she had made progress from turning her children into sacrifices and refining their ancient God bloodline as well as souls. It was also the same reason he was able to transmigrate into the body. From the memory fragments, the Ancient Wu God Clan was an Overlord, standing on par with the seven strongest factions in the world. Forget getting revenge, once he was discovered, the only ending would be death. But with the God clan bloodline stripped from him, it was impossible to cultivate their techniques. What was worse, the resentment didn't just extend to his birth mother, but the entire clan, meaning the path of following the Wu clan training techniques was blocked. He was indeed secretly frightened, but unwilling to sit down and hand over his head. "Why can't I also raise my own force! As long as it is strong enough! Who would stop me from getting my revenge! Besides, my situation is somewhat complicated, I need martial arts not just to survive, but become stronger, and this can only be obtained by plundering. I can't accomplish this on my own." He was indeed no different from waste, as the bloodline of the Ancient gods had been stripped and didn't own any spirit roots to take that path of immortality, as such Martial arts was his only option. But as a transmigrator, could he become a martial ancestor, by taking martial arts to a higher height!
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The Art of Fusion

Leon sat cross-legged in the middle of his dimly lit room, his brows furrowed in intense concentration. A single candle flickered beside him, casting long shadows on his face. With his narrowed eyes, a slightly crooked grin, and his hood draped low over his head, Leon looked less like an innocent 12-year-old experimenting with magic and more like a nefarious villain from a cheap mystery novel. In front of him sat his subject of choice—a small, trembling gray cat with wide, terrified eyes. Its tail twitched nervously, and it tried to edge away, but Leon's outstretched hands blocked its escape. “Don’t be scared,” Leon whispered in a low, gravelly tone, trying to be reassuring. “This will… probably be fine.” To the cat, however, his words sounded like a devilish chant. Its fur bristled as it tried to back away, but Leon gently nudged it closer with a book. “Trust me,” he said again, his grin widening. To the cat, it looked like the grin of a madman. Leon raised his hands, ready to channel his fusion magic. He had this brilliant idea—maybe if he combined the cat’s natural agility with some enchanted fabric, he could create the ultimate stealth companion! He focused, energy swirling in his hands— BAM! The door to his room exploded inward with a deafening crash. “LEON!” shouted a chorus of voices. Startled, Leon’s magic surged uncontrollably. The glowing energy veered off course, missed the cat entirely, and hit the pile of uniforms scattered near his bed. In an instant, there was a brilliant flash of light, a puff of ominous black smoke, and a strange sizzling sound. As the smoke cleared, Leon’s friends—Aiden, Samual, and Felix—stood frozen in the doorway, coughing and waving the smoke away. Their eyes adjusted to the scene: a very guilty-looking Leon, a terrified cat darting under the bed, and the unmistakable sight of a bright red bikini hanging off the edge of Leon’s desk, glimmering faintly with leftover magical energy. “What… the… hell?” Aiden muttered, his gaze darting between Leon and the bikini. Samual blinked, then smirked. “Leon,” he said slowly, his tone dripping with mockery, “I didn’t know you had… interesting hobbies.” Felix, the youngest of the group and usually the quietest, pointed at the smoke still curling from the bikini and whispered, “Is that… black magic?” “Wait, no!” Leon exclaimed, scrambling to his feet. “It’s not what it looks like! I was fusing! The magic just… misfired!” Samual crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. “Oh, sure, Leon. Because the first thing every 12-year-old fuses is a bikini. Totally normal.” Aiden leaned against the doorframe, pretending to look thoughtful. “It must be black magic,” he said with a mock-serious tone. “How else could a loser like Leon accidentally summon a bikini?”
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