MTL - His Marriage Partner is Scheming - Chapter 46

In this world, there are Buddhas, Taos, demons, demons, and martial arts.

The martial arts system came from Buddhism, and there is a saying that all martial arts in the world came from Buddhism.

Meng Xing was a firewood chopping disciple of Zhenwu Sect of Xiuwu Sect.

After Hyundai Meng Xing crossed over, he started the road of system-assisted cultivation.

Since then, Meng Xing has become a god in the martial arts of the world.

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Meng Xing met the leader of the Phoenix Fire Sect:

【1. Pretend not to see】

[Second, come forward to flatter, incarnate as a dog licking]

[Third, say to her, “Come here and serve your husband!”]

Meng Xing decisively chose the first option.

The other two are the rhythm of death.

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Global mutation, the game descends into reality, and humanity enters an era of universal job change!Qin Xian starts as a classic villain, born into an ambitious villainous family, willing to use any means necessary to achieve his goals, even at the cost of overthrowing the entire empire!From the outset, he aims to hunt down the Son of Luck, destroy his future, take his goddess, and kill his parents, forming a deep-seated blood feud.The Son of Luck vows revenge! But Qin Xian doesn’t care at all.Who says the villain will inevitably be defeated by justice? Who says the villain must be a stepping stone for the Son of Luck?In this life, Qin Xian will rise as a villain, stepping over the bones of the Son of Luck, ascending to the pinnacle, achieving the ultimate supremacy, and use the gods as his chess pieces.He intends to write the perfect villainous life.

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 reach and surpass human limits, he set his eyes on passing the Scholar exam as he took his first step toward dominating the world.

“You are a genius of 1000 years. Okay, I'm a genius of 900 years.”

“You are the most talented runner in the world. That's okay, I'm fine with taking second place.”

“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 Immortal below his feet.

“I heard that Immortals can't die. Let's test that rumor.”

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