Translator: TipToe “Eek!” Tsutomu fell onto the wooden floor and screamed, much like a crushed frog, in surprise. Loud, unorganized voices entered his ears. And after some time, he found himself in tattered, plain, light-brown clothes.
Translator: Silavin Editor and Proofreader: Leo of Zion Mountain The discussion of Liu Xin Yue continued through the dormitory.
Translator: Liew Editor: Faux “Since I am unable to play this game, experiencing it in my dream would be good as well!” as Jiang Fei thought to here he steeled his heart, then started according to the guide and understand the basics of the game! “Please choose your race!” A prompt sound could be heard and together with it were information on 4 different races presented to, Jiang Fei.
Translator: Liew Editor: Faux Where am I?”Chen Feng opened both his eyes and discovered that he was in a small thatched hut, and he also smells of something decaying.
<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator – Erza Editor – Erza Finalized Editor – Silavin <<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> In the Sect, there was one rule: All High Heaven Pavilion Disciples were allowed to be challenged once every five days. If they had a level difference of three, the weaker Disciple was allowed to decline. The winner will then be able to gain contribution points, while the loser will have points deducted.
