Everyday, I Fight!

I don't usually read Chinese cultivation stories as they're not my cup of tea but was a fun read, I liked the character interaction between the MC and the rest, it was fun, funny and interesting as if I was glued to the screen.Another thing to point out is that the writing is quite good in my opinion as the author knows how to use fancier words and not overcomplicent.overall this is something new for me and I'm actually pretty intrigued on what this is going

where is the original so I can report it.

I read until the free chapters.I enjoy it at start because mc kind of smart even though there's no world introduction where things just keep popping up all a sudden superpower,magic, cultivation, system and rift etc. It lacks world building but still entertaining until the flaw start showing up when he awakened where too much ranting/monolugue happen.MC biggest trait as smart all of a sudden turning to idiot where all his secret and explaining how it works one by one to his best friend even considering telling the system and his cheat until he understand it how much of a idiot he is? For the all people he should understand how to be cautios because how people treat him even betrayed by his childhood friend. This destroy the novel to me. author changing his Character from smart to idiot for a plot there is no stability. I mean he can make a mistake but not like this this is idiocy to the higher level.Then. Even villain want to kill mc because color of hair. LOLI can only rraise it 3.5/5.0

*cubone was unable to battle bagon wins* a mechanical voice announced the victor of the round

"Do you know who we a-"

I felt genuinely happy as now the old and boring world of ours is gone. This new world of ours awaits many beautiful adventures, new journeys, and new experiences, I can't seem to wait to form my first contract. And I surely believe that I will receive a cheat like ability since I am one of the MC 😎.

Why would you want to censor love?

The only difference one would find between us despite us being born in entirely different villages and families was the color of our hair, mine being a a normal Romuli black while his was a light brown unusual for a Romuli but all too common for a Greco, which was strange as I had more Greco blood in me than he had. Even our wounded eyes were similar and the hit that made them so delivered in the same eye.