Fatal Strike: Mercenary Road of Gunfire Ranger - Chapter 6 - : Sudden Battle

Weiss is an ordinary young man caught in the changing times who is studying magic from an unknown natural event. When he feels weak and helpless in facing a world that is constantly changing and filled with magic, he awakens his secret ability, the “Maid Order”. Special abilities that make him a “Master” who will be respected by the “Maids” who are loyal to him.

Ethan transmigrated from earth to a post apocalyptic martial world with a system.His system has only one function: Double the attribute every day. Watch him rising in the universe with a pace faster than the speed of light.

In the world of dynasties and martial arts, Lin Yan awakened the memories of his past life and struggled to survive with his half-sister.

Fortunately, he awakened cheats. As long as the ability proficiency reached 100%, he could sublimate the skill to the extreme and give rise to strange special effects.

Swallowing – [Transforming Poison]: Invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, swallowing poisons can be transformed into qi and blood to feed oneself.

Five Birds Hand – [Spring Return]: consume qi and blood to recover from injuries

Dragon Fist – [Cloud from Dragon]: Ride the wind to swim the dragon, and speed instantly doubled.

Mountain Breaking Fist – [Wind from Tiger]: White Tiger breaks the army, and instantly doubles the instant damage.

Attack – [Ape God Strike]: The whole body force converges in one point.

Defense – [No Phase]: Distribute the attack received evenly to all parts of the body

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A secret realm wrapped in poisonous miasma, where no one could enter without being killed by touching it?

I had [Swallowing – Transforming Poison]. I could enter and leave the secret realm at will.

The secret medicine must be used to counteract the injury?

I had [Five Birds Hand – Spring Return], and I could practice at will without fear.

Every special effect was a cheat.

The world was in turmoil with demons, the people were like ghosts, the ancient world was revived, and the world would be in chaos.

Only with the idea of invincibility, I should open up a path of prosperity, overlooking the nature of the rivers and mountains.

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