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The Human Giant

There is always the desire to be the strongest, the fastest, the smartest, and to reach the apex of everything. To some, they believe that talent determines everything. To others, hard work is more important. For many to reach the apex of any field a combination of talent, hard work, and determination is needed. In a world where powerful demons, unkillable immortals, and strange monsters ran amok. Where human lives were treated on the same level as ants. Yoze, a young man who had transmigrated from Earth to this dangerous world could only rely on his hard work, strong will, and his cheat, the Second Best System to that makeup for his lack of talent and resources. With his desire to improve his family's life and his ambition to surpass human limits, he set his eyes on passing the Scholar exam as he took his first step toward dominating the world. Whether it was humans, demons, monsters, immortals, or gods they all were within his sights and would soon become a stepping stone for his rise to excellence. "You are a genius of 1000 years. Okay, I'm a genius of 900 years. I'll surpass you in three years." "You are the most talented runner in the world. That's okay, I'm fine with being the second most talented runner but I bet I can surpass you in three months." "Having the most talent doesn't mean anything unless you use it. You are born with talent. I earned it. You are afraid of demons while I cherish seeing every demon." Yoze smiled as he looked at the nine-headed immortal under his feet. "I heard that Immortals can't die. Let's test that rumor." As Yoze advanced on his journey he slowly discovered that there was no supreme power system or logic that this strange world followed. Whether the Spiritual Energy that the demons monopolized, the Crystal Energy that could create entire worlds, or the Inner Vigor that humans held close to their hearts. Yoze was determined to become the master of them all!

Mr_Palados · Fantasy
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394 Chs

Chapter 393: To Use Spiritual Energy Or Not?

"Is that Martial Grandmaster Whele?" Recognizing the strange old man, Suzanne felt a chill crawl through his spine before her whole body turned cold.

She couldn't believe their luck and felt God must have wanted her to die today. For one of the Martial Grandmasters from the Blood Sect to come to Jelly Town was insane.

Especially when this Martial Grandmaster was known as the Noisy Reaper of Death. The man who loved to slaughter ordinary people for fun had committed so many crimes and horrific acts that even other members of the Blood Sect were weary of this menace.

"Do you recognize him?" Sensing the tiny uncontrollable trembles from Suzanne's body, Yoze quickly sent her spiritual speech message.

Recognize him? Of course, I recognize him! This is Martial Grandmaster known as Whele Sunazan from the Blood Sect! He has a record of killing more than six thousand people in his lifetime, which is probably a drastic underestimate.

-Suzanne