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Cultivation with a System in the Modern World The Tournament Begins
As Elysia’s words echoed across the stadium, a tense silence fell over the crowd. The mere mention of the Grandmasters had left everyone—foreign dignitaries, martial artists, and civilians alike—on the edge of their seats. Grandmasters were revered as gods, figures of immeasurable power who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts. It was said their strength alone could level entire cities, and their presence here struck a mix of awe and reverence in all who knew of them.For a few long moments, nothing happened. The stadium remained quiet, an almost reverent stillness hanging over the crowd, thick and charged with anticipation. Whispers and glances rippled through the spectators, but no figure emerged. Elysia’s gaze drifted subtly toward a shadowed corner of the arena where faint auras lingered, sensed by only the keenest among the crowd. She turned back to the stadium, her voice breaking the quiet, firm yet respectful.“They are here,” she announced, “but they are among us, watching
Last Updated : 2024-11-05Cultivation with a System in the Modern World The Knockout Challenge
Red’s eyes sparkled with an uncontrollable fire as he stepped forward, his body still humming with adrenaline. The thrill of the duel hadn’t dimmed in the slightest, and he craved more, his whole being geared toward battle. His gaze fell on Rani, calm as a still pond, her icy demeanor as unwavering as ever. She regarded him coolly, her beautiful eyes half-lidded, catching the light in a mesmerizing, flickering gleam.But just as he took another step forward, a sharp chill ran up his spine. Red’s gaze shifted slightly, meeting Elysia’s narrowed eyes. Her silent glare held him in place as if frozen by some invisible force. He swallowed hard, his fervor dampened by the unspoken command. With a begrudging sigh, he stilled his urge and nodded toward Rani, who returned a slight bow, her expression unchanged. The two then leaped down from the platform with effortless grace, landing before the roaring crowd, who erupted into a storm of cheers and applause.Elysia turned to face the audience,
Last Updated : 2024-11-06Cultivation with a System in the Modern World The First Clash
Elysia reached into the ballot box, her hand lingering as the crowd held its collective breath. With a subtle smile, she withdrew two slips of paper, lifting them for all to see. "The first official duel of the day will be between...Pavan and Alex."Pavan, who had been trying to blend in with the crowd of participants, went rigid. His heart dropped into his stomach, and he muttered to himself, “Oh, great…first one up.” An audible groan escaped him as he forced himself to stand, willing his shaky legs to cooperate. His face was calm, his mouth pulled into a composed line, but internally, he was in chaos.“Why me? Out of all these people, I’m the one who has to go up first! Can they see me shaking? Please stop, legs—don’t trip. If I faceplant on my way up there, I’ll have to fake my own death and move to another continent." With each step, he had to mentally coach himself. He focused hard, imagining his feet gluing themselves firmly to the ground with each step. Come on, you stupid leg
Last Updated : 2024-11-07Cultivation with a System in the Modern World Unexpected Admirer
As the crowd continued to roar with excitement from the ongoing matches, Pavan slipped out of the arena to the backrooms, where victorious participants and those yet to fight waited their turns. He had just pulled off his arm bandages and was changing into more comfortable clothes, feeling satisfied after his bout with Alex.He tossed his sweaty shirt into the locker and tugged on a clean one, sighing in relief. Just as he closed his locker, he was startled by a figure leaning casually against the locker next to his, watching him with a soft smile. He nearly jumped out of his skin. "Whoa!" he exclaimed, clutching his chest. "Who are you, and why are you…in the men’s room?”The girl laughed, tilting her head and shrugging like it was the most natural thing in the world. “I’m Aria. And I’m here because I’m your fan!” She grinned, her cheeks turning pink. “I’ve been following you since you joined the academy, but I never dared to talk to you. Today though, after watching you flatten that
Last Updated : 2024-11-08Cultivation with a System in the Modern World Strike and Counterstrike
Danial and Pavan took their seats in the viewing area, eyes glued to the arena. The crowd’s energy was infectious as they eagerly awaited the match’s outcome, and anticipation filled the air when Elysia stepped forward, drawing the next names with a calm yet intense look."The next match will be Roman from Xeria…and Kuro!" she announced, her voice carrying through the arena.Danial perked up, eyes wide with interest. “Kuro’s up!” he exclaimed, a small smile creeping onto his face as he leaned forward. Pavan mirrored his excitement but soon added a note of caution.“If Kuro were up against anyone else, I’d bet on him to win without a doubt,” Pavan said thoughtfully, “but Roman is from Xeria. Those guys…they give me the creeps.”Danial looked at him, curious. “Why do you say that? What’s the big deal with Xeria?”Pavan sighed, realizing he’d need to explain some history. “You wouldn’t know, since you’re not from a martial arts family, but Xeria’s history has a dark side. Before World Wa
Last Updated : 2024-11-09Cultivation with a System in the Modern World Sharper Than Steel
The tournament buzzed with excitement as Elysia once again took center stage. Her gaze was calm and steady as she announced the next match.“The next contestants are… Tyler from the Sword Manor faction and Sara Swordbane from the academy!”The crowd erupted at the mention of Sara Swordbane’s name. Gareth Swordbane, seated in his reserved spot among other prominent figures, blinked in mild surprise. He’d been entirely caught off guard by her participation.“Why is she participating?" Gareth mused, eyebrows knitting in confusion. "I told her she could explore the ruins by using my quota. All the God of War masters are entitled to send one person of their choice—she did not need to compete." He shook his head, hiding a faint smile of pride. That girl always does things her way.But as he watched Sara step into the arena with a cool, determined expression, Gareth realized she must have her reasons.Tyler brandished his sword on the other side of the arena, his eyes narrowing as he glanced
Last Updated : 2024-11-12Cultivation with a System in the Modern World Clashing with the Elite
As match after match continued, Danial and Pavan grew restless in the stands. Danial glanced around, frowning slightly. “At this rate, it’ll be ages before they call us up. Let’s take a walk.” Pavan perked up, and they both slipped out of the crowded arena. Outside, a row of vendors had set up stalls, their booths filled with tempting aromas and sizzling sounds. Danial spotted a kebab stall and nudged Pavan. "Kebab?" he asked, already eyeing the skewers of grilled meat. “Absolutely,” Pavan replied, practically drooling as they approached. They ordered, each taking a skewer loaded with savory, juicy and spice. Pavan took a massive bite, closing his eyes in bliss. “Damn! This is some good stuff!” he exclaimed, savoring every flavor. Danial didn’t respond, too engrossed in eating to even look up. By the time Pavan finished his first skewer, Danial had already devoured his and was wiping his hands. Just then, an angry voice interrupted them. “You… YOU!” The familiar voice came with th
Last Updated : 2024-11-15Cultivation with a System in the Modern World Eyes of the Arena
Danial and Pavan returned to the arena just as Tanya from Emsgate ascended the platform. Her opponent, a cocky fighter from Xeria, surveyed her with a sly grin, licking his lips.“Such a gorgeous woman,” he sneered, his voice dripping with arrogance. “I’ll make sure you submit here… and in bed later! HAHAHA!”The crowd reacted with mixed outrage and laughter. Tanya’s face hardened, her eyes narrowing into icy slits. She didn’t waste her breath responding. Instead, she darted forward, her sword flashing in the sunlight.Her opponent’s expression shifted from smugness to panic as he barely managed to block her initial strike. The impact reverberated through his arms, forcing him to stumble back. Before he could regroup, Tanya leaped into the air, her boot aimed at his shoulder. Her downward kick landed with a brutal force, sending him tumbling off the edge of the platform.The referee raised his hand without hesitation. “Tanya from Emsgate is the winner!”The crowd roared, but Danial re
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Cultivation with a System in the Modern World Too Far, Too Late
The hooded figure’s tone was dripping with malice as he slowly advanced on Danial, his crimson aura flaring with every step."You made a mistake, boy. I was offering a painless way to die, but you didn’t appreciate my mercy. Be assured, you will die—but I’ll make sure you beg for it first."Danial didn’t respond, his mind racing as he desperately tried to formulate an escape plan. The hooded figure exuded the power of a Master Level Cultivator—a whole stage above Danial’s abilities. The disparity was immense, and Danial knew it. Running would be futile unless he could create a miracle.The figure chuckled as if reading Danial’s thoughts. “Don’t waste your energy,” he said, his tone mocking. “You won’t escape me.”Danial clenched his fists, his breathing steady despite the rising panic in his chest. Realizing there was no other option, he decided to take the offensive. If he was going down, he’d make sure to leave a mark. He activated his Iron Fist Technique, his arms glowing with a br
Cultivation with a System in the Modern World Run While You Can
Danial’s mind raced as the hooded figure’s words echoed in his ears. “Fine meal? What does that mean?” A chill ran down his spine. There was no time to dwell on fear. His gaze shifted to Kuro, slumped and barely conscious, and a surge of determination coursed through him. No matter what, I’m getting us out of here.He glanced at Crystal and made a subtle hand gesture, signaling her to prepare. She caught his movement, her eyes widening in surprise, but she quickly composed herself. Taking a deep breath, she began circulating her internal energy, her frosty aura intensifying as she prepared for whatever was to come.Danial turned back to the hooded man, mustering every ounce of courage he had. His voice trembled slightly, but he managed to ask, “W-what do you mean? And who are you?”The hooded figure tilted his head, his hidden gaze boring into Danial. “You are not qualified to know,” he said, his voice low and dismissive. Without further ado, he raised his hand, which began to glow a
Cultivation with a System in the Modern World Santigo's Game
Santigo leaned back in his chair, the flickering light casting long shadows across the room. His smile stretched wider, full of mockery and malice, as his gaze shifted lazily between Danial, Pavan, and Crystal. "Took you long enough," he drawled, tapping his fingers on the armrest. "I was almost about to start another session with Kuro, but you arrived on time. Tsk tsk, what a pity."Danial’s eyes darted to Kuro, his chest tightening at the sight of his friend slumped over, bruised and barely conscious. Rage bubbled beneath his calm exterior, his fists clenching so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. He knew what "session" meant—and judging by Kuro’s state, it was far worse than he’d imagined.Gritting his teeth, Danial stepped forward, his fists clenching at his sides. “What do you want from us, Santigo?” His voice was low but edged with anger. “We’ve never crossed paths. We have nothing to do with you. So why drag Kuro into this?”Santigo waved his hand dismissively as if bru
Cultivation with a System in the Modern World Into the Lion's Den
The trio made their way through the desolate industrial district, their steps echoing faintly against the cracked asphalt and rusted pipes that sprawled across the ground. The Lapanzo Foundry loomed in the distance—a massive husk of steel and concrete, its faded name barely visible on the old factory’s rust-eaten board. Broken windows and gaping holes in the walls stared back at them like the hollow eyes of a corpse, and the air was heavy with a metallic tang mixed with an unexplainable decay that clung to their senses.There were no birds, no stray dogs, not even insects. The silence was unnatural, almost suffocating. Each breath they took felt too loud as if the factory itself might hear them.Pavan looked around, his face pale and his voice just above a whisper. "Yeah, this is the place where I’m going to die."Danial shot him a sideways glare. "No one is going to die." His voice was steady, but his jaw was clenched.Ahead, the board with “Lapanzo” scrawled in faded letters jutted
Cultivation with a System in the Modern World The Rescue Begins
Danial sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers interlocked and his face stoic, though his mind churned with conflicting thoughts. Pavan, pacing back and forth like a caged animal, threw his arms up in frustration. "Danial!" Pavan snapped, his voice rising. "Are you even listening to me? How can you sit there so calmly when Kuro’s life is on the line? And Crystal—she’s a target too!" Danial finally looked up, his eyes sharp and cold. "Calm? Do I look calm to you, Pavan? I’m just not panicking like you are. If we lose focus now, Kuro’s as good as dead. And if Crystal gets caught in this... it’ll be worse." Pavan stopped pacing, running a hand through his hair. "Then tell me, what’s the plan? What are we doing? Because I can’t just stand here waiting for them to kill Kuro." Danial leaned back, exhaling deeply. "We can’t afford to act recklessly. Whoever this is, they’re not some common thug. They know Kuro’s strength, and they still managed to take him down. That tells me this is pers
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Santigo paced around Kuro, his leather boots thudding against the cold, damp concrete floor. The dim overhead light flickered sporadically, casting ominous shadows across the room. The sharp edges of Santigo's features seemed exaggerated in the erratic glow, giving him an almost predatory appearance."Ah, cousin," Santigo drawled, his tone mockingly sweet as he circled Kuro. You look so pitifully tied up like this. I must say, it suits you—a star brought down to earth, groveling in the dirt."Kuro's wrists were bound tightly behind his back, and his legs were shackled to the chair he was forced to sit on. His clothes were torn, and his breath was ragged, but his eyes burned with a fiery defiance that refused to be extinguished.Santigo crouched down to meet Kuro’s glare, his grotesque grin widening. "Tell me, cousin," he whispered, his voice laced with venom, "how does it feel to have the tables turned for once? To be... insignificant?"Kuro’s chest heaved, his breath shallow but stead
Cultivation with a System in the Modern World The Price of Hatred
Pavan’s hands shook uncontrollably as he processed the words he had just heard. His friend’s life was hanging by a thread, and the weight of the situation bore down heavily on him. His normally composed demeanor was in tatters, replaced by fear and anxiety.Danial, though visibly calmer, felt a storm brewing within. His sharp mind worked through the possibilities, piecing together how this could have happened. Kuro is strong, far stronger than most people realize. For someone to have captured him, this isn’t just about strength—it’s planning, manipulation… or something far worse.Pavan’s voice broke through Danial’s thoughts. “D-Danial, we can’t handle this on our own. We need to go to the authorities, to someone who can—”Danial interrupted, his tone firm but low. “We can’t.” His eyes locked onto Pavan’s. “You heard him. If we go to the authorities, Kuro’s life is the first thing he’ll take.”Pavan clenched his fists, frustration, and helplessness written all over his face. “But… wha
Cultivation with a System in the Modern World Danger Beyond the Arena
The emissaries from Emsgate couldn’t hide their broad smiles as Tanya descended the arena steps. Their demeanor was almost triumphant, as though Tanya’s victory over Viktor was a personal affront to Somerland. Tanya, however, walked with a quiet pride, ignoring the subtle gloating. Behind her, the terrain of the arena shifted and morphed back to its original flat state, the transformation accompanied by a low rumble.Viktor, meanwhile, trudged down the steps on the opposite side, his head hung low. The sting of defeat gnawed at him, and the weight of representing Somerland felt heavier with each step. In his heart, he felt as though he had disgraced his homeland.Waiting for him near the entrance was his master, a tall man with graying hair. The master’s sharp eyes softened as Viktor approached, clearly burdened. Placing a hand on Viktor’s shoulder, he spoke firmly yet kindly:“Viktor, just because you lost does not mean you failed to prove your worth. Your worth is measured by how ha
Cultivation with a System in the Modern World The Arena Awakens
Elyisa put her hand into the ballot and took out two folded paper slips. She unfolded the slips with an air of authority. “Tanya from Emsgate and Viktor from Somerland,” she announced, her voice echoing throughout the stadium. Gasps and murmurs rippled through the audience as she reached into the twist and terrain ballot. Unfurling the next slip, she declared, “They will be fighting in a mountainous area. They will have to complete the fight in under four minutes, or both participants will be disqualified.”The crowd erupted in a cacophony of cheers and startled whispers.“Four minutes? Is that even enough time for a proper fight in such rugged terrain?” one spectator exclaimed.“And they’ll both be disqualified if no winner emerges? That’s brutal,” another muttered, shaking their head.The tension was palpable as Tanya, seated among the participants, felt a pang of nervousness grip her chest. Her hands balled into fists on her lap as she stared at the giant screen displaying her name
