Chapter 46

Seeing the burly, middle-aged man pushed back a few steps in disarray, the young men from the Crimson Blood faction who had been watching from the sidelines immediately rolled up their sleeves and rushed forward.

Liu An wondered why his luck was always so terrible. Just as he came up with a plan and before he even had a chance to execute it, he was dragged away by the brawny, thin fellow. Looking at the group of martial arts experts behind Princess Ruyu, he was filled with endless regret.

However, having his legs broken by someone for the first time in his life, could he, Wang Congming, swallow such a humiliating insult?

"What you said is correct, but your current condition should be worse than mine," the man said with a smile.

"Hmph, since it's come to this, I won't hold back anymore. Wind and Lightning Claw!" As he spoke, Zhou Lu's right hand formed into the shape of a claw, and a current of air surged around it, followed immediately by flashes of lightning crackling across his fingertips.

With so many stalls, searching through all of them would practically work one to death. If only the Spiritual Eye could be used freely without the restriction of spiritual power—this was Fan Xia's most heartfelt plea.

After the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Yu Yan on the opposite side finally opened his eyes, while Yue Yihan blinked and looked at Shangguan Yu'er, who was watching her intently.

Facing Qing'er and the others, the Great Demon Emperor showed no panic, once again striking out with a massive palm from the clouds. With a whoosh, the palm wind transformed into pitch-black raindrops, hissing as they scattered and enveloped Qing'er and the group.

However, since the Empress had already claimed Liu An, there was little else she could say. With a cold snort, she paid him no further attention.

Before long, a celestial fairy in a long purple dress and wearing a jade-beaded curtain over her forehead descended from upstairs. Unrivaled in grace and breathtakingly beautiful, she possessed a face that could topple cities and kingdoms. By this time, Liu Ruoyan had somehow slipped away.

Fang Qingxue said with a serious expression, though threats of cutting off ties were practically always on her lips, so Liu Yifei naturally didn't take them to truth.

Blackburn's defensive line retreated once more, contracting like a rapidly tightening net designed to envelop Benzema as he charged straight through, yet no one was able to catch up to him.

Watching Yang Tian's figure become enveloped by temporal energy and fluctuate continuously, the Spirit of the Urn smiled, a very joyful smile. To possess this formidable power, she had paid an unimaginably heavy price.

Sensing the powerful auras emanating from Dao Sheng-tian and the Heavenly Fiend, everyone quickly retreated far away from the center of the battlefield, unwilling to be caught in the crossfire. Even the two Divine Astral realm ancestors of the Earthfiend Sect were no exception; formidable though the Divine Astral realm might be, in the eyes of beings like Dao Sheng-tian and the Heavenly Fiend, it amounted to very little.

Even if one truly had to make use of it, it should be done on the premise of understanding and appreciating the work, infusing it with one's own comprehension and insights, and then carrying such a work forward in this unfamiliar world. He thought this was at least the bare minimum of respect owed to the original author.

Lin Can had already managed to hold back his stinging tears, but upon seeing these three " perhapses," he could no longer restrain himself, and tears of moved emotion welled up and swirled in his eyes. Moreover, having read this far, Lin Can himself had already fallen into deep self-reflection regarding his earlier irritable mood.

The young man suddenly recalled a state council meeting from long ago—the vote that decided whether he was an illegitimate child or a legitimate prince.

"Senior Sister, how much are you worth now?" Xu Shaoyan asked. His mother raised her head, almost forgetting that Bai Shuang was also an entertainer, and watched as Bai Shuang held up a single finger.

As the final bolt of lightning descended, Luo Sisi watched as a wisp of her soul was taken away by Chidi. However, Chidi did not vanish immediately, but instead remained lingering in her hand.

After a brief commotion, the students grew tired and naturally quieted down gradually, yet the gazes they cast toward Lin Feng on the stage were full of mockery and disdain.

Unnoticed by Jun Lin, the look in Lin Qingyu's eyes as she watched him from behind gradually filled with a luster unlike her usual demeanor.

"Really, Captain, go see for yourself!" the Ghost tribe member cried out aggrievedly. He genuinely wanted to poison the captain before him to death, but knowing the strength of the Natural Alliance Mercenary Corps, he realized that if he did so, unless he found an uninhabited corner of the universe, he would be hunted down across the entire cosmos.

Amidst the mountain forest, a fierce battle between men and wolves instantly erupted. Shen Haoxuan had already descended into madness, completely disregarding his own injuries as he traded blow for blow with the demonic wolves, resembling a humanoid beast of prey.

Realizing that such an item had long existed in this world, Li Tianyang could not help but sigh inwardly; it seemed his carefully laid plans were doomed to fall through.

A thousand words and ten thousand considerations all came to a halt before Xue Jian's hateful smile and resolute words. Zhou Bo's heart sank lower and lower, and as it sank, his consciousness understood that no matter what Xue Jian and the others had encountered, it seemed he would never be able to explain himself clearly.

Taking action today could also be considered teaching these people a lesson—if they still hadn't received enough of a beating! If they remained so arrogant, overbearing, and foul-mouthed at school, acting less civilized than low-life hoodlums despite being students, then the next time he ran into them, he would simply have to teach them another lesson in passing.

Dufu asked again, "Our master and servant party of four would like to stay the night in your village. Do you know whose family has a more spacious house?" As he spoke, his eyes swept over the surrounding residential dwellings.

After exchanging blows just three times, Guo Zheng felt a burning, agonizing pain in his palms, as if they were about to be torn apart.

Sitting in Jun Lin's room, Chu Yu tidied up the somewhat messy space while her gaze happened to fall upon the door to the bathroom.

The disciples of the soaring heaven palace who were watching from all around were struck by this surge of fierce energy, their faces turning pale with terror as they retreated backward.

The old Nazi probably never expected that he would leak so much useful information in his speech. Having just grown smug, he focused entirely on bragging about his "masterpiece," and with the help of medical sedatives, his mind had become muddled.

With a heavy punch slammed into the ground, countless violent energies surged forth, but this attack failed to hit his opponent either; instead, it rebounded directly, slamming him heavily against a pillar.

Ye Xuan was quite familiar with this direction because it led straight toward Princess Mingyue.

Although Xiao Feng had never entered the Dark Realm, the moment he transformed into a part of the darkness, he could clearly sense the calling voice echoing from the depths of his heart and soul from within the Dark Realm.

Wu Lei opened his mouth to reveal a row of ghastly, pale teeth, refusing to take my cell phone, and instead motioned for me to sit beside him inside the coffin. This was far too bizarre; naturally, I was ten thousand times unwilling, but in order to save someone, I had no choice but to endure it. I stepped inside and sat down right next to him.

Fortunately, the arrival of the event organizers timely resolved Zhao. Lao Gao, one of the organizers, had come to congratulate Zhao Mu and the others on their brilliant performance.