Volume 1, Chapter 30: Combat Test

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Jiangnan No. 2 High School, Gymnasium.
Every senior class had gathered in the gymnasium.
The large screen was broadcasting a combat scene.
Senior Class 14.
Whispers rippled through the class.
A tense atmosphere permeated the air.
It was the same in every other class.
Jiang Buyue could not understand it. What was there to be nervous about? He felt nothing; his heart was as calm as still water.
Jiang Buyue glanced at the fatty beside him, whose legs were trembling with anxiety.
"Fatty! Stop wetting yourself!"
"Brother Yue, I’m so nervous! Aren’t you?"
"Why should I be? It’s not like it’s the college entrance exam."
Jiang Buyue turned his gaze back to the combat scene on the gymnasium screen.
In a spacious combat training room, a...
"Who do you think you are? Why should we listen to you? I’ll smoke wherever I damn well please; it’s none of your business," a man said, casting a look of disdain at Qin Tian with a sneer.

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The air was thick with psychic energy. The Emperor’s Single Sword had not slaughtered everyone brought by Caesar, and those who remained were mere small fry. Cui Xianlai led the group in a charge.
George Brown and Ben Genmodeng, in particular, were eager to rush over and give the ghost a hug.
"Because my body will burn your human race. If you eat me, you will die, too," the Scarlet Fire Demon Spirit explained to Pang Feng. It was not lying; their constitution was unique. Forget eating it—even a light touch would result in severe burns.
She had actually fallen into a deep sleep, leaving him alone and bewildered. The fire in his chest compelled him to lean down and press a gentle kiss to her face and lips, only to pull away in a flash for fear of waking her. Such conflict even ignited a flicker of anger in his heart, fueled by his own stirrings and devotion.
Released from the black clouds, they looked at Pang Feng with endless malice and lunged at him, disregarding their own lives.
Han Yun sneered and struck out with his palm. Two terrifying forces surged forth, and the two Emperor Ancestor soul cultivators were instantly drawn into his grasp.
Qin Tian knew Gu Manyan was a proud person; she would never be in such a state if not for dire necessity.
From the day Su Lingge discovered she was being watched, A-Si had left the villa. And with that departure, he seemed to have vanished into thin air.
"We must find a way to get onto that island," he muttered, though he felt troubled. Of course, he wanted to explore that green island, but they had no boat prepared. How were they supposed to get across?
"Actually, Yangyang is fine! She might have just had too much fun playing with her classmates and got heatstroke," the teacher answered honestly, seeing no reason to hide the child's condition.
When He Niannian said this, her eyes were slightly red. It was unclear whether she was blaming Su Yiqing or herself.
Ever since she became pregnant, her legs would ache after walking for even a short time.
As a red glint flickered across my pupils, two incredibly ferocious spore-polluted beasts suddenly appeared behind the pair. With gaping, blood-red maws and sharp claws, they gutted them from behind in an instant. The two victims, caught completely off guard, were finished off just like that.
Seeing the woods not far ahead, a faint murderous intent surfaced on Lin Tianya’s face. He paused his steps and slowly turned around.
Furthermore, since even Mo Shan and Jing Ke knew of these matters, it was impossible for the authorities to be unaware. Could there be something else going on?

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"I can generally remember the directions, but unfortunately, at this moment, there is no way to tell north, south, east, or west!" Lin Tianya said, his face full of frustration.
Looking at their gray hair and wrinkled faces, my vision blurred. How unfair this world was, forcing these two elderly people to accept such a tragic fate. I wanted to tell a white lie, but meeting their eyes, I couldn't say a word.
When it came to the kiss, Xu Wanwan’s body trembled slightly, and the final blow from Senior Sister Yu Mengyao completely caused the girl to lose her composure.
"This is not your fault; it has nothing to do with you!" Li Yi patted my back gently, trying to soothe me.
After marching less than a few miles, the group of four led by Kang Peng suddenly heard thunderous battle cries ahead. Not much further on, they saw Sun Jian’s cavalry locked in combat with Pang De’s Xiliang Iron Cavalry. Kang Peng was startled at first, but immediately understood: since Zhou Yu was hell-bent on killing him, Zhou Yu must have sent the false news of Sun Jian’s death to Zhou Tai.
He was half right; Nangong Douling was indeed planning to rescue Yue Xian from the cage and help him escape his predicament, wanting no part in seeing him thrown into a vat of oil.
"How dare you, you scoundrel?" Zhou Yu’s eyes blazed with fire, but the Dong Zhuo guards didn't care about his rage. Dozens of long swords flashed, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Yu’s clothes were shredded to rags. Some guards even deliberately struck harder, leaving bleeding gashes on his body—a truly terrifying sight.
The man in black told me that our opponent could not linger until dawn. Once the sun rose, the Yin-Yang configuration of the entire hotel might shift. Since Nuo sorcery relied heavily on the relationship between Yin and Yang energies to communicate with the spirits, our power would inevitably be greatly affected during the day.
In the rear, Cao Cao saw Xiahou Dun and the others acting timidly to save their own skins and flew into a rage, rushing forward himself to shout: "Soldiers of the Qingzhou Army, listen! If you do not fight Lu Bu to the death, you will be executed regardless of victory!" Xiahou Dun, Xu Chu, Cao Ren, and Zhang He were shaken, and in their fear, they exerted themselves, once again holding Lu Bu back.
Yes, the secular martial arts world. Now, having been baptized by hidden sects like the Tianshan Sect and the Xingxiu Sect, Wang Wei actually had a standard for judgment.
Zhao Xuan looked closely; most were one-time use blueprints. Occasionally, he saw ones that could be used several times, but the price was much higher.
After successfully merging the sixth Dao pattern, Ye Xingchen felt that he had reached his limit at his current level. To merge any more, he would have to make a breakthrough in his cultivation.