Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

"Defeat my Shen Jue," the Demon King, in his aged voice, said calmly.

Even though the golden natural energy had been reclaimed by Shen Jue with his sword and shield, it was gradually melting and disappearing.

"I admire your strength immensely."

"But your weakness is so irritating."

"This world is a world of natural selection."

"The creatures on the meme continent live too peacefully."

"This kind of life is meaningless."

"Only war, slaughter, blood and fire can allow the creatures of the meme continent to evolve."

"Become stronger."

"Regardless of good or evil, only iron and blood can ensure the long-term prosperity of the meme world."

"This is also my original intention in ruling the Hakimi Plain."

During the reign of the Demon King, the Plain of Hakimi was indeed plagued by constant warfare.

Hakimi of different colors and races fought each other.

The bodies of the dead Hakimi, if laid end to end, could circle the Hakimi Plain twice.

During the war on the Hakimi Plain, cat fur soaked in blood was everywhere.

Shen Jue, the swordsman and shield wielder, had seen such a sight before.

Amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the Hakimi, mutilated by war and driven to rage by hatred and pain, constantly chew on the flesh and blood of non-existent enemies, yearning for battle in their breath and fantasies.

Under the rule of the Demon King, the Hakimi people on the Hakimi Plain cannot survive without fighting.

The Demon King's pupils grew even larger, so large they no longer resembled those of a cat.

It's more like a combination of a lion and a cheetah.

"That weak Haki the Sage."

"That cowardly Hakimi heart."

"I didn't differentiate from someone who's old and gray!"

"It was I who abandoned that damn stray cat!"

With a look of pity, Shen Jue, wielding both sword and shield, said to the venerable Demon King, "There is no right or wrong."

"Demon King, you have lost in the end."

"Yes, what's there to be angry about when you're weaker than others?" The Demon King, whose face was almost like a dragon's, showed a slight change.

The cat ears, which had been pulled back from the head because of the overly ferocious face, reappeared on the face of the Demon King, Maodie.

This was the Demon King, Maodie, whom Shen Jue, the swordsman and shield wielder, had never seen before.

The once extremely ferocious Demon King, Maodie, underwent a complete transformation in his round-headed and round-faced appearance.

No longer ferocious, no longer painful, even the abyss-like malice has dissipated.

Now with cat ears, the Demon King, who has lost his dragon form, has surprisingly shown a touch of Hakimi's cuteness.

"Sword and Shield Shen Jue, I hope my power can help you go further."

As the voice faded, the Demon King's figure, like weathered sandstone, began to dissipate into golden dust, starting with his reappearing cat ears.

The Demon King, in his twilight years, let out a long breath, as if he had finally unloaded something heavy.

As a stray cat that originally roamed the Hakimi Plain, when it first climbed onto that circular display shelf that represented the long stairway to godhood, did it ever imagine its current fate?

As the most wicked aspect of the old age, did the Demon King, the Old Age, recall his wandering life before he set foot on the round antique shelf many years later?

The light dust that Demon King Maodie had transformed into did not dissipate; instead, it slowly gathered and drifted toward the claws of the sword-and-shield Shen Jue.

They circled his wrists three times, each circle becoming more solid.

The light and dust eventually transformed into a heavy string of Buddhist prayer beads.

No more, no less, exactly eighteen.

Each prayer bead is shaped like a round cat's head, with two small ears resting on the surface of the bead. The eyes and eyebrows are curved, as if the cat is smiling or resting with its eyes closed.

The prayer beads have a warm, jade-like texture and a very faint, warm golden color. When placed in the palm of your hand, you can feel a slight warmth, like the body temperature emanating from a curled-up, dozing kitten.

Just as Shen Jue once defeated the Great Demon of Prajna with the body of a sword-shield-dog, the Great Demon of Prajna then transformed into the famous sword, Great Cutter.

The legendary feat of Shen Jue defeating the Demon King Maodie twice, coupled with the Demon King Maodie's willingness to give up all his power, caused the Demon King Maodie to transform into cat-headed Buddhist beads, which landed on Shen Jue's paw.

Shen Jue, wielding a sword and shield, looked down at the string of Buddhist beads and a smile appeared on his face.

He had seen the most ferocious appearance of the Demon King, the malice that almost overflowed from his vertical pupils, and the mountains of corpses and blood that soaked the soil on the Hakimi Plain.

But what lay in his palm at that moment was this quiet, even adorable little cat-head Buddhist prayer beads.

The winds of war on the Hakimi Plain have long since died down.

That bloody era has long since passed away with the complete demise of the Demon King, Maodie.

The newly born Hakimi on the Hakimi Plain probably don't even remember the Demon King, Maodie.

After a brief silence.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

"We won!"

The Sky Arena erupted in deafening roars and cheers!

All the spectators were celebrating Shen Jue's victory with his sword and shield!

Even the sexy commentator Black Cat stared intently at Shen Jue, the swordsman and shieldman, while clamping his legs together.

"Doro!" the kitten Doro cried out excitedly.

"Quack!" The sweet penguin waddled along, quacking loudly.

The two little ones had been almost completely invisible during the battle just now, and only now have they reappeared.

Seeing that the matter had finally been settled, Samurai Chems breathed a sigh of relief.

The alien kitten's two whiskers twitched incessantly as it communicated with the will of the steel city.

With his sword and shield in hand, Shen Jue casually hung the Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist, beginning to look forward to the third battle.

"The World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament lives up to its name!" Blade and Shield Shen Jue exclaimed loudly, "Although I defeated both of my opponents with a single strike."

"But if another powerful figure emerges who far surpasses the Demon King Maodie, who was resurrected twice, it might really cause me trouble."

After two battles, Blade and Shield Shen Jue seemed to have rediscovered the ambition he had when he first fought the Great Demon of Prajna.

He stared intently at the top of the Sky Arena, anticipating the arrival of a powerful warrior to engage him in battle.

However, the alien kitten muttered a few words to itself.

This caused Shen Jue, the swordsman and shield user, to exclaim, "Huh?"

Night fell.

It was the same familiar barbecue stall. Dao Dun Shen Jue watched with regret as the alien kitten devoured the skewers.

Doro and the fragrant penguin sat beside the alien kitten.

The two cats and one penguin went completely berserk, looking like they were about to devour all the barbecue restaurant owner's stock.

"So, you mean the will of the Steel City has completely given up?" Blade and Shield Shen Jue said dejectedly.

"He's afraid of resurrecting a powerful being who could destroy everything in an instant based on my memories."

"So that's why they finally agreed to let us leave?"

The alien kitten nodded suddenly, its two whiskers swaying wildly.

"Alright then," Shen Jue, the swordsman and shieldman, said softly.

"And you two little ones want to leave here with us?"

"To continue the adventure far away?"

Doro and the sweet penguin nodded simultaneously, their movements almost identical to those of the alien kitten.

As one of the very few beings in the meme world whose memories have not been covered by the will of the steel city, the two little ones seem to have extremely special characteristics.

They've lived in the steel city for so long simply because the two little ones like life in the steel city.

The steel city's will could not control the two little ones' actions.

"Alright, that works too," Shen Jue, the swordsman and shieldman, nodded.

Samurai Chems then solemnly said to Shen Jue, "Shen Jue, I would like to invite you to join the 'Big Dog Chew' club."

"?"

A question mark appeared above Shen Jue's head.

"What is that?"

"Some kind of secret society? Are we going to praise the fool next?"

Samurai Chems smiled upon hearing this, then said seriously, "That's not the case."

"Members of the 'Big Dog Chew' club are found throughout the entire meme universe."

"The meme continent beneath our feet is merely an isolated island on a planet within the infinite dimensions of the meme universe."

"Members who join the 'Big Dog Chew' club must have a special skill."

"Regardless of skill level, as long as it is strong enough, one can join the club by passing the assessment upon recommendation from club members."

"What are the benefits of joining?" Blade and Shield Shen Jue asked curiously.

"Many benefits," Samurai Chems replied, "but the biggest advantage is being able to use the special credentials of the 'Big Dog Chew' Club."

"Wandering through the universe of memes."

"My straw hat is one of the club's credentials."

"Hakimi Maud's actions, which involve splitting into good and evil, in an attempt to transcend the meme continent."

"This is just a basic perk for members of the 'Big Dog Chew' club."

Upon hearing this, the image of the banana kitten flashed through Shen Jue's mind, and he sighed.

Inside the white space, the onlookers, including Shen Jue, all let out a long sigh.

"What a pity," said Shen Jue from the horror film, "the soul of a lonely stray cat."

"But because they believed in the law of the jungle."

"And they march toward their demise in solitude."

"If only I had never climbed that round display shelf, but instead found a place to live with a Hakimi tribe and stopped wandering."

"Would everything be different?"

Shen Jue of the Dragon Clan also felt a bit emotional. Even as a humanoid dragon whose bloodline concentration surpassed that of the first generation of Dragon Kings, the sorrow of blood still existed in his bloodline.

"If you ask me..."

"Damn it! Blade and Shield Shen Jue, you bastard!" Death God Shen Jue shouted.

"That black cat is so sexy! Your eyes were practically watering at it, and you didn't even touch it?!"

"You're no longer a dog, are you?!"

Dragon Clan member Shen Jue stared wide-eyed at Death God Shen Jue, clenching his fists.

Upon seeing this scene, the pirate Shen Jue wore a smile that was very familiar to the Demon Slayer Shen Jue standing beside him.

Shen Jue shook his head helplessly and walked a little further away.

At this moment, Shen Jue of the Dragon Clan quietly appeared behind Shen Jue of Death, grabbed him tightly, and sealed his movements.

"Huh? Brother! What are you doing?!" Death God Shen Jue was shocked and immediately unleashed his spiritual pressure, trying to break free.

"Stand still!" Shen Jue from the club jeered from the side.

Pirate King Shen Jue grinned maliciously, covering his fist with Armament Haki, and swung it straight at Death God Shen Jue's eyes.

Enraged, Death God Shen Jue unleashed his spiritual pressure a second time, breaking free from the suppression of Dragon Clan Shen Jue, and engaged in a fierce battle with Pirate King Shen Jue and Dragon Clan Shen Jue.

Shen Jue, the swordsman and shield-wielder crouching below the electronic screen, sighed, but still answered the Grim Reaper Shen Jue, who was being beaten down by the two: "That's because I'm a dog, of course."

Are dogs and cats compatible?

"Haji Shen, you really like black cats?"

"No wonder your feelings for Yoruichi weren't pure."

"Miss Yoruichi can become half-human and half-cat after transforming into a beast."

Shen Jue nodded in agreement: "A dark-skinned tomboy, plus a beast-like cat-human, with the body of a mature woman and the voice of a loli, and at the same time, the patriarch of the most elite noble family."

"Haji Shen, you've already forged a deep bond with Yoruichi quite early on."

"You're really good at this."

For a moment, everyone present nodded, except for Meow Meow Shen Jue, who shrank back next to Blade and Shield Shen Jue.

Miaomiao Shen Jue felt a chill.

Why were they fighting?

"No way! Dude! Not again?!" Shen Jue from the gang exclaimed dramatically as he turned his head.

Then, Shen Jue from the club witnessed a scene that he would never forget.

A Pikachu appeared in the white space.

The Pikachu was over two meters tall, like a moving wall, plunging the many Shen Jue in the white space into silence.

Even the Grim Reaper Shen Jue and the Pirate King Shen Jue stopped fighting, their faces showing a complex mix of shock and confusion.

Dragon Shen Jue slowly retreated, determined not to be the first to exchange memories with that Pikachu Shen Jue.

"Pikachu, Pikachu."

"Why are you all the same as I was in my past life?" the two-meter-tall Pikachu asked in a deep male voice.

His entire body was covered in Pikachu's iconic golden fur, but beneath that fur were terrifying muscles that surpassed even Shen Jue's previous life as an Olympia bodybuilding champion.

The trapezius muscles bulge high on both sides of the neck, with a steep slope like a volcano crater, making the neck so thick that it can be twice the waist circumference of an average person.

The deltoid muscle has a perfect spherical outline, large and rounded.

The pectoral muscles are two incredibly thick armor plates, with a groove between them deep enough to hold a marker.

His eight-pack abs are like a precise gear set, with distinct angles. His serrations and external obliques are as sharp as if carved with a knife, outlining an extremely exaggerated inverted triangle.

The long Pikachu ears stood up from the top of its head, with tiny arcs of electricity dancing on the black tips.

The iconic red electric sacs on his cheeks are still there, but they are somewhat deformed by the well-developed masseter muscles.

Its lightning bolt-shaped tail is held high, like a golden dagger.

Thick arcs of electricity crackled from every muscle in his body, and faint blue lines of current surged beneath his golden fur.

Golden lightning flickered within the depths of those jet-black eyes.

Those weren't the innocent eyes of a cartoon character, but the eyes of a ferocious beast that had witnessed countless battlefields.

He stood there casually with his arms crossed, a posture that made his pectoral muscles appear even thicker, and his biceps bulging into firm balls of flesh beneath his arms.

He exhaled, his breath crackling with electricity as it shot out of his nostrils, exploding into several blue sparks.

Shen Jue's gaze was fixed on the giant, muscular Pikachu that was over two meters tall.

Shen Jue from the club had his mouth agape for a long time.

"Pikachu Shen Jue?" Shen Jue's voice was as dry as sandpaper rubbing against sheet metal.

The enormous creature slowly turned its head, its neck muscles working in unison like a precision machine.

A smile played on his lips, and a golden spark flew from the electric capsule.

"Pikachu".

His voice was deep and resonant, with a tremolo that echoed with the crackling of electric arcs at the end.

Shen Jue from the club subconsciously took a step back.