Chapter 65: Ending

Before the Wrangler had even come to a complete stop, Bu Jinyong, who had been busy working on the main street, hurried over with a cheerful grin.

Zhang Xiangsi sighed, feeling a slight headache coming on. Recently, due to the Jingjiang project, she had been under immense pressure. Now, even Lin Chao, her most trusted confidant, was voicing complaints about the matter.

"Oh!" Luo Yao'er made an exaggerated face as if getting goosebumps, which made everyone in the room smile and look at her. Su Jin, shaken relentlessly by her arm, finally had no choice but to agree.

The skill Zhang Xuan displayed completely stunned everyone in the grand hall. The entire room was filled with an aura of solemn terror, and Zhang Xuan was enveloped in such a dense, murderous intent that people scarcely dared to look her in the eye.

"No! No! I swear I'm telling the truth! Judging from what you said earlier, Liu Xi should be with you right now, shouldn't she? I can confront her face-to-face, and that will definitely make you trust me!" Wang Bo said with conviction.

Zhong Laichun waited for three days before finally catching sight of him in the railway station waiting room. At that time, he and a few others were waiting to board a train to transfer to their next destination.

In that moment, all he felt was fear—an unprecedented, paralyzing fear. At the same time, he finally understood what Yu Pingsheng had once said: previously, he had known no fear and held no regard for life or death, but now, there were things he was terrified of losing.

Ye Yi was naturally accompanying Chu Chu's group to the capital. Their safety along the entire journey would rely entirely on him, and it was precisely because of this that the Chu family had agreed to let them enter the capital.

Zhang Ruicheng felt a profound sense of guilt. During this period, Zhang Xiangsi had suffered greatly and endured immense hardships, and giving birth to her child had been a perilous ordeal. Yet at such a moment, not only had they, as her parents, been unable to stay by her side to comfort her, but they had even caused her to worry about them and forced her to face formidable enemies on her own.

Zhao Weiguo wore an expression of utter astonishment. "Does that mean you know how to drive too?" He still vividly remembered how shocked he had been when he first discovered that Zhong 希望 could drive.

More than fifty Earth-realm martial artists instantly halted their steps. They looked at one another, reading the helplessness and terror mirrored in each other's eyes.

The "Signal-Transmitting Striker," based on the principle of sound production through percussion devices, was designed by Lao Qian and manufactured by Lao Ping as an apparatus for mobilizing troops.

Su Ni did not move immediately. The moment he stepped into the tree hollow, he felt a creeping sensation of horror, as if he were being watched by some terrifying entity. Despite all his experience and knowledge, he could not fathom what kind of place this was.

Old San Zhou instinctively shrank his neck, but driven by some sudden source of courage, he hesitated for less than a breath's time before gritting his blood-stained teeth and directly forcing out his primordial soul.

"To think that such a magical thing exists among the barbarian tribes." Hearing Tang Quan speak of the blood spirit crystal, Lu Zheng was immediately astonished.

Li Jian's mind was struck as if by the master's instantly withdrawn consciousness, feeling as though he had been hit head-on by a speeding train.

Ye Xingchen stopped her immediately and said in a soft voice—whenever someone drew a weapon in front of him, Irina would instinctively want to eliminate them on the spot. Karasuma himself did not even realize that he had just nearly bid farewell to this world, continuing to swing his dagger at Koro-sensei, who had seemingly teleported to his other side.

In the northern beast continent's desolate wasteland, an old man gazed up at the sky, his murky eyes filled with sheer disbelief.

The soldier who spotted the beam of light had not even finished speaking when the bright radiance suddenly stopped. Immediately afterward, a razor-sharp edge sliced straight through the warship from the outside. Passing right above the soldier's head, the blade cleaved both the warship and the soldier cleanly in two.

As for a house, as long as you live in it and don't sell it, it is simply a consumer good. Not only can it not generate money, but it also drains money—which was why Tang Shih was so furious.

The Immortal Lord of Annihilation, the strongest figure in Dongsheng Lake, capable of fighting Immortal Kings even before attaining that rank, with a destructive sword intent that had reached its absolute peak—was actually... scared away by a supreme expert?

The Palace Master of Misty Palace frowned and flicked a finger, trapping Jiang Dongyu within a tiny plot of land, unable to find a way out no matter how hard he tried.

"That's fine!" Nian Heping agreed casually. He didn't believe someone like Li Yan-yang was all that important. Ball sports ultimately relied on overall team performance, and moreover, competitions were the special admissions students' domain; he certainly wasn't willing to let such a motivated, high-achieving student be delayed by athletic events.

The moon rose above the willow branches, casting a pristine white glow that illuminated the mortal world while simultaneously bathing the sea of blood within Qin Garden in pale light.

Mo Wuheng did not even spare them a second glance. His orders given, his mission was considered complete.

Because pure sword cultivators had long since been phased out; contemporary sword cultivators not only used the sword as a weapon but also practiced divine abilities and immortal arts, fusing technique with implement. Jiang Longtan, however, practiced pure swordsmanship and was just a hair's breadth away from forging his own unique Dao.

In truth, what he did not realize was that even if Li Tianhuang and Jin Wucheng were to face Yang Yifei head-on, they still would not stand a single chance of winning.

Sensing the fluctuations of true Qi emanating from Ye Yi, Zhou Tao's fingers trembled, and the teacup slipped from his grasp. As the hot tea spilled, it instantly overturned across the entire table, splashing everywhere.

The sappers knew they had to deal with the flood dragon, and they were fully in agreement. If things were allowed to continue this way, a major catastrophe was bound to happen sooner or later.

A strange glint flashed in his eyes as he flicked his left hand upwards, the large ring-bladed saber instantly rising to meet the attack. In the blink of an eye, the exchange of blows between Wu Zhong and Yang Hao was lethal at every turn, forcing him to be deeply wary of Yang Hao's ruthless and decisive nature.

Back in Alabasta, Robin had truly reaped a bountiful harvest, acquiring a wealth of unknown and solid historical knowledge.

"Of course, although the Netherlands has performed well in this tournament, Portugal is by no means inferior. We at Tottenham alone have three players selected for the national team. With only one Robben on the Dutch side, sentimentality alone dictates that I must support Portugal," Lin Fang said with a chuckle.

Yet the situation changed in the blink of an eye. Although Yuan Tan's army was not repelled as a result, their casualties continued to mount, and the battle temporarily fell into a stalemate—precisely the outcome Yuan Tan dreaded most.

Bai Qi had locked his target onto the Lust Fiend from the very beginning. Not only did the Lust Fiend hold greater strategic value as a commander, but her practical value was also astonishingly high.