The Return of the God Level Assassin [BL] - Chapter 503 - BACK TO CLASS

Jiang Hao, who is a high school student, was struggling for his college entrance exam…However, this day, a super decomposition system appears in front of him suddenly.By decomposing different kinds of items, he can unlock and use any types of talented abilities, even the power of controlling the time and space.“Ding! Decomposing a math book, obtained one crystallization of mathematics!”“Ding! Decomposing an ant, obtained the ability: Superpower!”“Ding! Decomposing a spider, obtained the ability: Danger Sense!”“Ding! Decomposing a female ghost, obtained the ability: Divine Footwork!”……From that moment on, Jiang Hao began his journey of adventuring this world. This strange world wasn’t simple as he thought.With the Super Decomposition System’s help, he explored the truth of world step by step, and unlock the secret in the deep.

When Sang Xia bumps into her ex-boyfriend, he says furiously, “Sang Xia, there are so many women in the world. Call me a dog if I still like you!”

She turns around without any hesitation and suddenly, he barks from behind her.

The whole world knows how crazily in love Rong Zhan is with Sang Xia.

Someone asks, “Master Zhan, how does Sister-in-law deserve your love so shamelessly?”

Rong Zhan answers lazily, “Just that one reason…?”

He stares at a certain woman and laughs suddenly.

She’s left speechless. F*ck, does this man have any shame?

This is an interesting and fun story of an all-powerful gangster boss shamelessly pursing his wife.

More than ten years later, this sentence gradually spread in Elbaf Continent:

Never use magic to deal with tyrants, because you will find that he will return your spells to you thousands of times after being strengthened by countless magic specialties.

This is the story of a dragon-shaped self-propelled fort that keeps doing things in another world.

There is nothing that one magic can’t fix. If there is, then there are more. ——Izawa

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When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.