Shinji Matou at Your Service - Chapter 22 - : The Lost Command Spell

To this day, Associate Professor Li is still somewhat puzzled.Why has the Immortal Cultivation Realm changed so much in just a hundred years?Looking at the new Sword Sect elective textbook on the table, Li became more silent.[Chapter 1, Introduction to Sword Control Theory][Chapter 2, Maintenance and Care of Qinghe Series Thousand Machines Cruiser][Chapter 3, Postpartum Care of Sword-Toothed Beasts]......Closing the textbook, Li gave up thinking.But just as he was gathering his teaching materials to go to class, a brick-thick book was thrown in through the window.'You Let Me Enter the Sword Sect'Looking at this broken book, Associate Professor Li Guanqi recalled the afternoon he brought Zhang Ze into the Sword Sect.

“Those who defy the heavens must be prepared to pay the price.”Zhu Rong dared to forge a divine grade weapon in the mortal world, an act the heavens deemed a challenge to their authority.In response, the tribulation descended with fury, striking him down and ending his life in a blaze of divine wrath.But death was not the end.In the moment his soul scattered, he awoke once more... in the body of his 17 year old self.With his memories intact and the mistakes of his past laid bare, Zhu Rong is granted a second chance, to repair the regrets that once shackled his heart, to reclaim the strength he once lost, and to finish the masterpiece that cost him everything.This time, he will forge his legend anew.And this time, not even the heavens will dare to stand in his way.

The starry sky mecha is as powerful as a dragon, and the gods and demons in the abyss are whispering and roaring.

In this era of collision between new techniques and old techniques, technology and divine power, Lu Yuan stumbled into the world with an attribute panel that allowed unlimited job changes.

“Occupation [Martial Arts Grandmaster] + material [Heart of the Nine-Headed Dragon of the Abyss], can be advanced and transferred to [Darkfall Dragon Sect]….”

Lu Yuan looked at his hands that were gradually covered with black scales, and the black hair behind his back was dancing wildly in the wind. His scarlet eyes stared at the humanoid mechanical body flying across the night sky like meteors, and whispered to himself with a smile: ” Now…I should be able to tear apart mechas with my hands…”

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