boom!

As dazzling lightning flashes pierced the sky of Atlanta, the entire city with a population of tens of millions was reflected in a cloudy blue color, and heavy rain began to drift down. The fine rain lines instantly enveloped the entire city. The roaring thunder sounded one after another, breaking through the clouds and rocks, and was deafening.

In a small and dark alley south of Atlanta, a pale boy was standing beside a pile of water, looking down at the strange face reflected from the water.

Li Mochen: a citizen of the United States of America, sixteen years old, also known as Andre Lee Wiltonstein, a mixed-race student at Linden College, Atlanta, and a third-level magic swordsman. His father Li Chunchu (dead) and his mother Elena Wiltonstein (dead), ranked 19th in the Wiltonstein family inheritance sequence. Fifteen minutes ago, he died suddenly for unknown reasons.

Tao Ran: He was born in the realm of Yuanqiu, entered the Shenxiao Gate to practice Taoism at the age of ten, and then guided the energy into the body after half a month; built the foundation at the age of three thirteen; congenital at the age of sixteen; convergence at the age of twenty-two; condensation at the age of twenty-seven; at the age of sixty-four, he was also enthroned by the Langya Heavenly Dynasty and called "Shenxiao Wuji Zixu Immortal King". His body was praised by the immortals in the world as unprecedented and no one came later.

In the 47th year of Honghua in the Langya Heavenly Dynasty, the demon catastrophe in the Yuanqiu realm rose, the dragon and snake rose to land, and the Shenzhou Bandang, and led the immortal gates to fight for twenty-four years with the body of the master of Shenxiao, killing all the demons. In the decisive battle, he broke through the wall of the sky, entered the boundless Taixu alone, and ventured to pursue the nine heavenly desire demon Dugu Tianyi.

Unfortunately, the ending was not very wonderful. Although he finally killed this demon, he also fell into a state of almost dying together.

As the memory fragments that were surging in his mind gradually became clear by "Tao Ran". He couldn't help but rub his forehead irritably, and at the same time raised his head and looked at the strange world in front of him.

This is a narrow alley with tall buildings on both sides of the left and right sides, and bright light shining from the windows. There are also colorful neon lights on the back doors of several shops not far away, making it clear and visible, even under the rainy night.

According to the original owner's memory, this is the back street of Atlanta Storm Stadium. He came here today to participate in the comprehensive cold weapons fighting competition organized by Ameriga NHSAA (National High School Sports Association).

"A strange world, what a rich Yuanling?"

After a moment, the expression in Tao Ran's eyes became extremely rich. In addition to being shocked, there were more annoyance, regret, loss and anxiety, and even confusion.

Especially when he poked his finger out and tried to condense his magic power on his fingertips, he was immediately swallowed by the feeling of weakness that emerged from his soul and the severe pain that was torn into pieces.

After being reborn from the body, the divine soul is seriously injured, and the true energy is gone, and it may not be able to go back in a short period of time.

This thought appeared clearly between Tao Ran's thoughts, causing him to feel extremely upset.

The Nine Heavenly Desire Demon Dugu Tianyi is dead, but the five gods and demons under his command are still there, and the world can still be in chaos; there are internal ghosts in the sect that have not been eliminated and are in charge of the central part of the mountain; there are also contemporary emperors of the Langya Heavenly Dynasty who are more afraid of their Shenxiao Sect and want to be eliminated for a long time; in addition, the "Heavenly Sect" in the south has almost not been damaged in the demonic disaster. After this disaster, I am afraid that I will inevitably covet the many spiritual veins in the Central Plains.

This Central Plains sect, which was handed over by the master for 1,300 years, was already in troubles internally and externally, and was full of holes, and was in danger of extinction of the Taoist dynasty.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and it had already poured Tao Ran from the inside to the outside to the outside. At this time, it was early winter again, and the cold wind was cold, but the feeling of wetness and coldness that came from the surface of his body could not extinguish the dryness and heat in his chest, and he could not even cool down slightly.

This is the inner demon!

When these complicated thoughts began to appear in his mind, Tao Ran had already realized this. His soul was seriously injured and he merged with the residual soul of "Li Mochen", resulting in his almost perfect and uninterrupted mental state of mind and huge flaws.

If his mind is regarded as a city at this time, then all the walls of this city are in a state of collapse and collapse, so that all the demonic thoughts inside and outside the city can be freely entered and out.

But it is one thing to understand, but whether this inner demon can be controlled and suppressed is another thing to do.

Tao Ran gritted his teeth, and his hands tightly pressed into the flesh. A trace of red lines appeared at the center of his eyebrows, and spread like a spider web, quickly crawling all over his face.

At this moment, someone slapped his shoulders hard: "Andre, you damn, why are you here to do if you have nothing to do? Even if you want to calm down, you don't have to run over to get wet in the rain? Do you know that I'm going crazy looking for you?"

Tao Ran's expression was stunned, the luster in his eyes gradually returned to clearness, and the blood-red lines on his face were also rapidly fading.

When he turned around, he found a black boy of about fifteen or sixteen with light black skin and naturally curly hair standing behind him panting.

Memories about this person also emerged in Tao Ran's mind in an instant.

This is William Jacques, a friend who lives in this neighborhood with the original owner of his body. Not only is he the same age, but he also goes to the same school. With similar bloodlines, after Li Mochen transferred to Linden College, the two sides quickly became inseparable friends.

But for some reason, a hint of displeasure appeared in Tao Ran's heart, and it was directly exposed between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Ok, ok! Mo Chen, Amo! I know, you don't like me calling you Andre."

William Jacques raised his hands and looked surrendering: "Can you go back with me now? Your game will begin in five minutes at most. If you abstain from absence this time, our Miss Louise will probably be furious."

"Louise? Louise Linden?"

Tao Ran felt that the name was a little familiar and couldn't help but murmur. At the same time, a picture soon flashed in his mind.

It was a girl with long blonde hair as light as a waterfall, almost impeccable facial features, and as delicate and beautiful as a Barbie doll.

Louise Linden, the only direct heir to the Alexander Linden family, is currently 16 years old and a student at Linden College and serves as the president of the school’s student union and the chairman of the Cold Weapons MMA Club.

"Which other Louise could it be?"

William rolled his eyes, and then forced his 'friend' to walk inside: "Amo, you don't know. Elena and John Richardson, and the other two suddenly said they wanted to transfer at the beginning of the game, and they gave up and gave up. Our club has a total of 19 individual games today, losing a total of 15 games. If this continues, we will not be able to collect points for participating in the team qualifying match in the first half of next year. How can this make our young lady feel? Linden College's points ranking in All America will fall to the bottom."

Tao Ran followed him forward in a daze, and at this moment his mind was filled with a lot of information.

nhsaa, the abbreviation of national high school athleti association, is an association that is organized by tens of thousands of high school institutions in Amerika. Its main event is various sports leagues held every year.

Among them, the most popular mixed old steel (mos, integrated cold weapons), mixed Martial arts (mma, integrated bare hands fighting) two project groups.

In this world where magic powers prosper and all kinds of abilities are popular, these two fighting sports are the number one sport in all countries in the world, and related events also have the largest audience group.

The comprehensive cold weapons competition and the comprehensive bare-hand fighting competition held by the National High School Sports Association are large-scale fighting competitions with attention from NCAA (national Collegiate Athleti Association).

For Ameriga's many private schools that pride themselves on owning and cultivating more magical professions, their rankings and achievements in the two events are irrelevant to their reputation, students, and government funding.

Louise Linden is not only the eldest daughter of the Linden family, but also the owner of the future Linden Academy.

The reason why this person was condescending to the nobles was that he gave up the four noble aristocratic colleges where the children of powerful men gathered and entered Linden College to study. It was because he shouldered the mission of regaining the decline in the cold weapons mixed martial arts battle in recent years and gaining reasonable rankings for the college.

"Your opponent this time is Ikabod from Kadiga Academy. I have inquired about it. This man is already a level 4 magic swordsman with excellent swordsmanship. Last year, when he was in the tenth grade, he reached the top 72 in Atlanta in his individual competition. Although there is luck, it is now a year later, and his strength must be stronger now. So I am not optimistic about the result of your battle."

William Jacques said, and smiled bitterly, "But even if you lose, you must not abstain. No one in the club expects you to win him, but if you dare to give up, I bet that the scholarship you want will be out of the way. Our Miss Louise is worried that there is no place to vent. Hey, Amo, at least, you can give me some reaction. Why are you like a wooden man? Are you too nervous? Oh, shit!"

At this moment, in the corridor where they were walking, they remembered the voice of women's radio: "P12 Channel 5, Ikabod Wood vs Andre Lee Wiltonstein, started at 20:15."

William stopped talking nonsense and pulled Tao Ran forward and ran forward wildly. The latter was still in a daze, and the information that flowed out from the original owner's memory made him overwhelmed. But Tao Ran thought it was better to do this, it was better than if he was thinking about it again and was directly obsessed with it.

By the time he came to his senses, he had already put on a set of armor-like protective gear, and was pushed to the ring by William Jacques with an unopened one-handed sword.
Chapter completed!