“Damn it!” the old man, who was covering his head with a cloak, grumbled, “Everyone has been blinded by their power, their leaders, and their corrupt kingdoms. The Demon King will destroy the entire world, and they are cowering in their palaces!”The two men beside the old man looked up at the hill. Before them stood a boundless army, lit tents, and a terrifying army. The most luxurious tent structure stood in the center; it must be the Demon King's tent.A great war would cause the destruction of the entire world.“There's no time to complain, my friends! This is our only chance!” the bearded old man, wielding a cane, and a magician assured his companions.“Yes, my brothers! This is our sacrifice as legends,” the old man stood, his hand twitching, and a stream of lightning energy enveloped his right hand. “The Demon King is consuming his strongest energy; it is his weakest moment. Perhaps this is our last night!”The two men sitting there stood up, as the Legend of the Thunder Fist h

Boom!An explosion of energy erupted, unavoidable. The young man extended his arms and crossed them in front of him, blocking the powerful blow from Drapuda, the head of the Black Lion School, with nothing but his hands as protection.The young man was thrown far enough to nearly hit the students, but they all managed to dodge. The young man was thrown back and slammed into the wall. The wall even cracked from the impact. The young man fell to his knees, still holding his arms crossed in front of him.The young man crouched down after hitting the wall. He remained motionless and still. The students were increasingly convinced that the head of the school would easily win and that the young man would be destroyed."Alright, young man, I admit you have tricks. But your fighting experience is still lacking. Before I crush your bones, state your name!"Slowly, the young man began to move a little. He stood up and slowly uncovered his face, revealing dust clinging to it. His hands slowly lo

The sun rose again, and Aji Bagaskara and Aaman had just left the inn. Aji had no money with him, except for some belongings from his former friend, which he kept hidden in his clothes. Aaman treated him to everything.Aaman treated him; from now on, Aaman was Aji's best friend, and that was his identity. Aaman wouldn't bring up the Legend of the Lightning Strike or how he became young. Aaman himself didn't want to ask Aji about it. They had breakfast and were ready to continue their journey.Their journey was quite long until they reached the central capital of Orpris. Aaman, who was actually a nobleman, had been asked by his father to become a soldier in the state intelligence service. He was free to go anywhere and seek information on the whereabouts of the demon army and the dark forces. However, he would return to regroup with the others if there was a special call for him.Aaman bought two horses for the journey. They mounted the horses to continue their journey. Aji thanked him

Prisma City was bustling. Today was the day the Celestial Troops exam would be held. The large, open-air field where the exams would be held was in the city square. The area was spacious and surrounded by spectator platforms that encircled the square. Everyone could watch by sitting around the square. There were also tall buildings above the viewing platforms, tall buildings with open spaces.The tall buildings surrounding the square were usually used by influential figures or nobles, or even important guests from other continents.This was an important day.The day the exams for the Celestial Troops, which would be formed to ensure peace in the martial arts world across the continent, began. Anyone could participate; as long as they possessed the power of the White Sect, they could participate. The White Sect was for those who practiced martial arts with clarity and pure practice, not those who used dark or heretical methods to gain their power.Demonic methods were those who gained

"You're lucky this time, at least I still can't trust my cousin, Aaman," Barsha said, lowering her hands again. Barsha turned her gaze forward, where the grand stage for the Heavenly Troops exam was about to begin.Aji simply smiled and didn't respond. He had met many people over the years, and there were already too many who only boasted at the beginning. Back then, he was a legend; even the mere mention of the name "Pekul Lightning" would make many tremble. It was good to be in a young body like this, Aji felt.Perhaps not knowing him was one of his strengths now. Back then, he was always proud of his name, but now he seemed like an ordinary person. And that was quite pleasant.Aji looked at Barsha from behind. Aji smiled slightly. The granddaughter of his best friend was indeed not much different from his old friend, Ganada. Her temperament was always fierce, but they would become good friends if they could match each other in battle.The woman's body was perfect, certainly capable