1 Solid Strike Sect
"Young man, I can see that you possess exceptional talent in martial arts and impressive physical attributes. Have you ever considered becoming a disciple of my Solid Strike Sect? Your achievements might be boundless in the future," said Tian hu, his charismatic smile radiating confidence.
Amidst the beautiful mountains, Tian hu's presence was captivating. His striking looks had the power to leave anyone, especially women, speechless.
However, the moment was disrupted when the warrior, wearing a green scarf, politely requested, "Could you please lift your foot?"
Tian hu's gaze shifted downward, revealing that he had inadvertently stepped on the warrior's face, leaving a substantial footprint on the other half of the ground. The warrior was clearly in pain, showing signs of a limp after falling.
With a hint of apology, Tian hu withdrew his foot and admitted, "I couldn't resist when you tried to hit on my disciple. I'm really sorry."
The green Turban martial artist was left utterly speechless.
It was an unfortunate twist of fate for the warrior, who had merely approached a beautiful woman and exchanged a few words, only to find himself unexpectedly confronted and knocked down by the self-proclaimed leader of the Solid Strike Sect. It truly was a stroke of bad luck.
"Friend," Tian hu spoke warmly, "Give it some thought."
The warrior with the green scarf, still feeling the effects of the encounter, weakly inquired, "Can I decline?"
Tian hu reassured him, "Absolutely, my friend. I believe in choosing the right path, and strength should come from the heart."
"Sorry."
The green suit warrior endured the pain, and declined: "I have joined the Spirit Spring sect and can't be your disciple."
"I finally passed the Sprit Spring sect assessment and became a registered disciple. How can I switch to other schools?"
What's more, the Solid Strike Sect?
When I heard this name, it was definitely a garbage sect that was completely inaccessible to Starfall Continent, and it was a waste of time and life to go.
Tian hu shook his head with a sympathetic smile and said, "Well, my friend, it seems you don't have the fortune then."
He looked over and asked, "Did this guy bother you earlier?"
There was a young woman in white sitting on a big rock nearby. Her eyes were clear, and her skin was very fair. Even though she was around sixteen or seventeen years old, she had all the qualities of a beautiful woman.
But, if we're talking about downsides, because of her age, some physical aspects haven't fully developed yet.
"Head,"
Lu Lu casually replied, "He only wanted to hold my hand."
With a cold expression, Tian hu chuckled and once again stepped on the green-clad soldier's face, saying, "You really are impatient."
He used to have a calm expression, but now he turned aggressive in the blink of an eye, changing his demeanor faster than flipping a page in a book.
The Green Scarf warrior quickly stammered, "Sir... I... I didn't do anything!"
He swore that he had only briefly considered it earlier, but he was attacked without taking any action. At most, it was just a thought!
Tian hu chuckled with a cold tone, "I trust her, and today, I'll make sure to give you a good lesson!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The Green Scarf warrior's face was battered by a series of fierce blows, causing excruciating pain as if his bones were on the verge of breaking.
"Foul play!"
He struggled to lift his head, his vision blurred as he watched the two figures moving away. With determination, he muttered from the ground, "I must get my revenge!"
Well...
This Solid Strike Pie faction is truly remarkable.
The Solid Strike Sect was founded by a legendary warrior named Wang. Its origins trace back to a time when Wang miraculously survived a fall from a treacherous cliff during an encounter with a fearsome iron bone cricket. This near-death experience transformed Wang's life, leading him to establish the martial arts school with a singular purpose: to instill unbreakable resolve and conduct actions with unwavering determination in its disciples.
At the core of the Solid Strike Sect's philosophy is the belief that true strength comes from the heart. It emphasizes not only physical prowess but also mental fortitude and an indomitable spirit. Disciples are taught to confront challenges head-on, face adversity with courage, and never waver in their pursuit of excellence. This philosophy resonates deeply with those who seek inner strength as well as martial prowess.
In just over a decade of its establishment, the Solid Strike Sect rose to prominence in the martial world, becoming the ninth prominent martial arts school and the most distinguished group in Qingyang Village. Its reputation as a sect of unwavering determination and unyielding toughness spread far and wide, attracting disciples from various backgrounds.
However, as with many martial arts schools, the Solid Strike Sect faced its share of challenges. The first-generation leader, Wang, faced a tragic fate. He chose to indulge in risky escapades in the Red Light District of a nearby town, which led to his capture by the authorities and a failed prison escape. Ultimately, he took his own life, leaving the sect without its visionary leader.
With the first-generation leader gone, the Solid Strike Sect began a gradual decline. Despite the loss of its founder, it endured and continued to exist, albeit as a shadow of its former self. By the time the story begins, the sect is in dire need of revival and faces significant challenges.
In this world, nothing lasts forever. Even the mighty solid strike martial arts, like Jiuliu martial arts, had a short-lived existence.
Whenever village storytellers mentioned the solid strike Sect and the leader's tragic fate, people would sigh and lament, with children listening to the tales shedding tears.
Despite its fall from glory, the Solid strike Pie faction endured and continued to exist.
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As the three disciples of Solid Strike Sect sat together, sharing a cheerful meal, one of them made a significant choice of becoming the Sect head.
Who was this person?
It happened to be the second-generation leader, the one who often laughed!
Indeed, it was him, the former jovial monarch Tian hu.
About a month ago, during a fateful night, he left his quarters and began to walk down the path towards the thatched cottage. As he stepped out of the hall, a plaque bearing the inscription 'solid strike ' fell and struck him on the head, causing his demise.
But, it wasn't just a coincidence.
Wang Jun, with his laughter echoing from Earth , traversed through this world and successfully occupied the body of Tian hu, who had managed to survive.
"I... did I make it?"
he wondered, realizing he wasn't dead. Wang Jun laughed for a moment, then absorbed the original owner's memories, understanding that he was one of the fortunate few among countless wanderers.
Very good indeed!
Peerless techniques, magical skills, and a variety of systems come to me!
Our often-laughing hero,
Wang Jun, has arrived in this world with the ambition to dominate it like his peers. He plans to defeat geniuses in various ways and ascend to become the supreme martial emperor and a godly figure!
After dedicating himself to martial arts, stepping on and defeating countless opponents, and enduring countless challenges, he has finally triggered something extraordinary.
"Ding!"
"The Strongest Martial Arts System is initializing..."
"Ding!"
"The Strongest Martial Arts System has successfully initiated and is now loading data panels for the host..."
''So simple''
"Swish!"
As the mechanized sound faded in his ears, Wang Jun laughed and saw a row of data in his vision.
Martial Arts School Name: Solid Strike Martial Arts School.
Leader of the School: Wang Often Laughs.
School Level: ninth
School Development Level: Level 1.
School Members: 1/100.
Contribution Points: 0/100.
Main Quest of the School: Within 100 years, elevate the Solid Strike Martial Arts School to become the most formidable sect in the Starfall Continent with 100,000 disciples. Failure to complete this mission will result in the host's immediate demise upon reaching the deadline!
Upon reading the daunting main task, Wang Jun couldn't help but smile wryly. A chill ran down his spine, straight from his feet to his backbone.
After carefully absorbing the original owner's memories, he learned that the Solid Strike Pie was a one-person sect, the lowest of the low. There was even a moment when he contemplated picking up a kitchen knife from the kitchen and ending it all, but he ultimately refrained.
A ninth-class sect.
A martial art school with just one member!
Becoming the most dominant sect on the continent within 100 years and recruiting 100,000 disciples? Was this some kind of joke, or was the system playing tricks on him?
"Ding!"
In his despair, a mechanized voice chimed in his ear, "Congratulations to the host for activating the system and receiving a storage ring!"
"A storage ring?" Wang Jun laughed, noticing a delicate jade bracelet on his right wrist with the words 'storage ring' engraved on it. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he muttered, "I've never seen such a big 'ring' before!"
