Emily Harris
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Jack’s Meteor Punch clashed against Rufus’s attack in front of his balcony, releasing a ring-shaped shockwave. Both attacks carried a hint of unyieldiness—supremacy and indomitable will—and both refused to give an inch. Therefore, the shockwave had no choice but to escape sideways, forming a ring of pure force that slammed into the unfortunate people below. Chairs were crushed, screams pierced the venue, hats went flying. From one moment to the next, the auction was turned on its head. People ran…-
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“This is the heart of a D-Grade manatee of the Evergreen planet,” Vocrich said, motioning at the green, glowing orb. “It carries healing properties so strong that it can heal even the user’s Dao and bring people back from the very precipice of death. Moreover, meditating on it can give insights into the Dao of Life. It is a priceless item for large sects or life-attuned cultivators under the D-Grade. The starting price is one million credits.” There must have been word of this thing beforehand…
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Vocrich Eretor, the vampire lord that would lead the auction, stepped off the stage center. Another vampire, a woman, walked out and placed a shiny cube on the table. “The first item,” Vocrich declared, “is a high-grade starship. Forged by an apprentice of the famous Horrificus Egen, this ship can cross space at a speed approaching a thousand miles a minute. It operates on the user’s Dao, meaning it’s cost-free, and can accommodate up to five people—or more if you pack light.” Scattered…
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Alexander both loved and hated the Integration. On one hand, it had given him power. He had risen in status and in the chain of command. His former bosses would have to serve him, if he hadn’t killed them already. On the other…he now had to deal with idiots. Those people would have never achieved success in the pre-Integration world. They were stubborn, naive, short-sighted, and idealistic; qualities that should put them as far away from power as possible, dooming them to remain cogs in the machine…
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Jack stood behind the line and glared at the practice target. Its white and red wood stared at him mockingly, just out of reach. He narrowed his eyes. “You can start,” Master Shol said. Jack fell into a stance, took a deep breath, and punched out. His outstretched hand met the air. The wind of his punch traveled out, meeting the target and shaking it a bit, but not breaking it. “Good,” the ghost spoke again. “Now keep doing that until it works.” Jack looked back with half-doubt. He wasn’t…
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Rufus raised his eyes to meet Jack’s. Jack felt the pressure. This lion man was strong; way too strong. His Dao Root even felt on the cusp of something greater, as if ready to reach the next level. Moreover, the aura of supremacy that surrounded him was palpable, and it made Jack feel like a child standing up to his father. His soul punched through the illusion. Rufus raised a brow but didn’t speak further. The pressure mounted. “Those are handsome rewards,” Jack said. “The Animal Kingdom…
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“Please depart the arena,” the lioness decreed. As she hovered high above the arena, carrying the might of a God, who would dare disobey? Jack paled. “Wha—” Almost immediately, several heavy auras fell on him. Dog robots—the guards—stared at him from every arena entrance. He might have been able to handle one of those, but not that many! Plus, only an idiot would fight here. However, his heart was on fire. His face was going red. This was so unfair! Yes, he had lied, but he hadn’t…
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Suddenly, there was confusion in the arena. Jack shot a last, angry glance at the head judge before looking around, finding everyone puzzled. Even the alien merchants on the stands were whispering at each other, wondering what was going on. His anger gave way to curiosity. These merchants knew how things worked. Was something different this time? “Gather on that side,” the head judge said, pointing at one side of the arena, the one furthest away from the Overseer Tower. Jack complied. Shard Presht…
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Jack smashed a Meteor Punch into the sharken’s face, shocking the entire arena. This was completely different than when he used flip-flops. The shape of a true meteor appeared around his fist, and a purple starry tail followed after it. And it was fast. Too fast. Shard Presht barely had time to raise his blades and block. The meteor smashed into him and sent him flying back at great speed. He used the Dao of Momentum to stop himself mid-air, but Jack had followed, and a towering fist smashed into his…
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“John Brown and the Dao of Spanking versus Shard Presht and the Dao of Momentum!” Before the announcer’s voice had even finished ringing, Jack’s sharp eyes were staring at the curtain that separated scions and humans. A light gray hand emerged, grabbing one end of the curtain and parting it. Shard Presht stepped out. His skin was slick and slippery like a fish’s. His mouth contained multiple rows of sharp teeth, and his back held a large fin. Gills adorned his thick throat, while cobwebs spread…
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