Volume 1, Chapter 55: Elder Li

Is this thing really as weak as he imagined? Why couldn't it even withstand a single move from him now?

As Jiang Buyue stepped out of Training Room Number One, he was greeted by the astonished gazes of the crowd.

"Give that martial skill to me!"

The instructor finally snapped back to his senses.

"Um, please wait a moment, I will notify the pavilion master."

The piercing screams of the middle-aged woman and the child were exceptionally sharp, clearly stemming from extreme terror. It seemed that Sun Simiao and the others had indeed protected this child and the elderly woman far too well in the past.

"When you report back, Mama Lao, please mention that both the oral and topical medicines are the finest from the Imperial Hospital, so that Her Ladyship can rest easy." A smile finally touched the face of Imperial Physician Yang as he looked at the old nanny.

I introduced the situation of the adorable little one to everyone, and then I announced the adjournment of the meeting. I instructed everyone to use the afternoon to consider how they would make their choice.

"Perhaps you don't understand, but I already understand completely, and I have no other choice." With a helpless sigh, she turned and walked away.

A Boeing jumbo jet rested on the tarmac like a behemoth. The wine-red uniforms and plaid scarves made the flight attendants look exceptionally vibrant.

"I said, believe it or not! Ten million is already a discount I'm giving you for the sake of our friendship!" Ji Xin shed her previous subservient demeanor, her tone turning arrogant.

The Head of the Academy, who had been waiting quietly at the side, immediately stepped forward and reached out to feel the pulse on Xie Dannian's wrist.

Looking at Nangong Zhao'an's arm, Yun Bing hurriedly scrambled out of his embrace. Seeing his wound, she rushed him into the room, seated him on a stool, and began bandaging it.

Strolling through the military camp, Wang Xingxin felt the gentle warmth of the morning sun filtering through after the early summer night rain. Summer was coming, and the weather was about to turn hot.

But Zhou Zhou was different; he was now able to push his own strength to the absolute limit and then surpass it.

After muttering to himself for a moment, Cheng Yaojin stopped dwelling on it. With battle imminent, he truly had no heart left to ponder such matters.

However, with important business at hand, he suppressed the impulse in his heart and hastily told Wang Xingxin to summon them right away.

Above the white clouds, flames surged around Vlad, and his speed had reached a level completely beyond ordinary imagination. Following his surgery, he had entirely surpassed his former self.

Changsun Xiu, who was sipping her white fungus and lotus seed soup, nearly spat it right into Wang Xingxin's face upon hearing the bizarre name he had come up with.

The death of their comrades in arms did not break them; instead, it ignited their ferocity. More Yellow Turban soldiers roared battle cries as they charged beneath the walls of Changshe under a dense hail of arrows, picking up scaling ladders and shattered shields to launch an assault on the northern walls of Beihai City.

A sea of flames immediately billowed forth, with fiery dragons soaring into the sky, roaring as they charged in all directions.

Just moments earlier, he had used the lives of his own disciples to block the crossbow bolts. Terrified, his followers had scattered in all directions, fleeing for their lives.

Rather than distributing the quotas to the various elders and letting them decide who received them, it would be far better—and much fairer—to hold an internal sect tournament to determine the distribution of the quotas.

Tang Zhenglong lashed out with a kick; Ibrahimovic never expected that Tang Zhenglong would dare kick him right in front of Barbara.

Poison attacks were useless against Tang Jiu—the Dragon Duke had already realized this, as his previous assaults all contained toxins, yet Tang Jiu remained clearly unaffected. However, this wind control was a major lethal trick; it could not only enhance his own speed but also severely restrict Tang Jiu's movement.

Liang Fanxin's heart leaped anxiously into her throat, her hands gripping the man's clothes tightly. When she cast a downward glance from the corner of her eye, her body involuntarily began to tremble.

Having attacked the Dragon Duke four times and stolen twenty percent of his speed, Tang Jiu had deliberately kept it hidden all along, specifically to make the Dragon Duke misjudge his reaction time.