MTL - There is No Bottleneck In My Practice - ~ 143-144

Welcome Zhang Yu to the art life section of Yangtai. I am the host army!
     The literary world calls your work the peak of God.
     The comic world calls your work insurmountable.
     The music industry calls your work the limit of art.
     The film industry calls your work a box office myth.
     Of course, these are not what I want to ask.
     I want to ask…
     What is it for the sports world?

- Description from uukanshu

Hundreds of years ago, Human, Celestial Clan and Demon Clan lived together on the Origin Continent. However, a great war broke out between the three races. Shan He, the leader of Human, had discovered a catalogue of methods to forge Divine Weapons. With this catalogue, Shan He led Human to defeat the other two clans and expelled them from the Origin Continent.

The peace did not last long. After the passing of Shan He, the once Glory Empire collapsed. Various forces of Human fell into a long period of wild war for the Divine Weapon Catalogue, but the catalogue was lost during the war.

The Demon Clan took advantage of the internal strife of Human. Under the lead of their new lord, Fen Tian, the Demon army invaded the Origin Continent violently.

Human soon lost a large portion of their territory. At that moment, a mysterious hero suddenly appeared on the battlefield. With a legendary Divine Weapon in hand, he severely injured Fen Tian and forced him to retreat. The united Human army chased the Demon army across the strait and to the Two Realm Plain on the Tranquil Continent.

Once again, the various forces of Human started wildly searching for the Divine Weapon Catalogue…

- Description from Novelupdates

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

- Description from Novelupdates