Kung Fu Novels Novels & Stories

Yang Guo was just a character in martial arts novels, but in reality, there was no such thing as a one-armed martial art master. It was because when someone had only one arm, he would always be in a state of imbalance. He would have obvious weight imbalance even when he was out running, let alone fighting with others. If a person’s center of gravity was no longer in the center of his body, how else could he become a master?

Just as Zhang Fan told his story, Ding Hao and Fang Tianyi just wanted to comfort him with a few words, but Zhang Fan smiled and waved his hand, stopped his talking, and then said, "But, in the last field training, in a deserted silent relic, I got the Supreme Kung Fu Devoted by Ten Emperors by chance, which made me see an incredible hope. It seemed to be created for me. I only practiced it for a month, and now I am able to burst the attack power as a master in the Martial Soldier Realm..."

Yu Liang: Yes, this is the kind of world here, gaining enlightenment while eating instant noodles and listening to classical music. Xiao Yao was silenced at the system user's sarcasm, but she couldn't deny that it was indeed this kind of world, which were it because of the questionable character of many characters and the author's dark plot, it would be more of a cultivation of arts martial novel in a modern world, full of comedy and romance on all sides.

"What are you doing?" Tang Zhi frowned and kept nagging. "Let go of me! I'm not dead yet! Are you going to throw away the body?" What? Toss away the body? The corners of Zhou Jingbo's mouth twitched. "Have you been obsessed with some strange novels recently?" "What kind of strange novel?" Tang Zhi wouldn't admit it, so she frowned. "I think it's a supernatural novel, okay? The ghost inside is so handsome!"