Volume 1, Chapter 54: That Doesn't Seem Very Appropriate

Song Shuning felt a sharp pain in her back and collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

The Mystic Dust-Wandering Robe looked somewhat like a Daoist robe, only without a cape and with the addition of a pair of colorful wings. The feather fan, on the other hand, was that of a scholar. The entire set of sword armor appeared green when worn.

Seeing this, the Marquis of Changping extended a finger and tapped it gently on the center of Divine Jade's forehead. A moment later, the Marquis of Changping vanished.

Jin Niang passed the basketball to Liu Jianfei, who dribbled it slowly across the halfway line. This time, Zhang Yang had reverted to his previous composed demeanor, his body slightly crouched as his eyes locked onto the basketball in Liu Jianfei's hands.

Instead of being angered by this display, the Arch-Corpse Brother was overjoyed. He had come specifically for the divine artifact; had it been as worthless as common trash, he wouldn't have needed to invest so much effort.

During his conversation with Zhou Yu, Chen Qingzhi sensed that Zhou Yu was also deeply well-versed in military strategy, which earned him great respect, prompting Chen to pose his questions as well.

This process was very simple, much like a person eating a meal, where one could naturally tell which dish tasted good and which did not, except that it consumed a certain amount of vital energy and spirit.

The Galaxy Private Academy, which had been knocked out in the first round by Jiangbei No. 3 High School for two consecutive years, had actually overthrown Jiangbei No. 3 High School head-on this year!

"Since this selection is intended to have only three rounds—meaning that after three rounds, those who will attend the Miling Sword Gathering will be finalized—a large number of people will be eliminated in each round. You had all better take care of yourselves." After Qingheng finished speaking, a piercing whistle echoed from within the high platform.

Creating a hollow, empty atmosphere would have been one thing; he could have just imagined he was singing in a recording studio. However, the pitch-black audience area continuously bombarded him with jeers and curses from all directions. That feeling truly felt like being haunted by ghosts.

"Your Majesty, Liu Biao is a member of the Han imperial clan and remains utterly loyal to the Han. Yet, as Your Majesty holds the supreme dignity of the Son of Heaven, are you truly unable to bestow the lands of Jingzhou?" With a mysterious smile, Sun Ce asked Xu Gui in feigned confusion.

However, the more he struggled, the more the blood on the ground adhered to his body, until his entire form was stained crimson.

"Is this the so-called dual cultivation? It seems vastly different from what I imagined. If we were to take it a step further, could the results be even better?" Sensing that the situation was turning out better than expected, Zheng Fan asked Zhou Wanli with a frivolous smile.

When the great army marched on the capital, the encampment of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery was a mandatory route. As we silently passed by, their camp was utterly dead, save for a faint lantern light on a nearby hillside that flickered three times toward us before extinguishing.

Before Lin Hao could retort, he was pushed aside by the middle-aged woman. Fortunately, security guards happened to be nearby; seeing the dispute, they hurried over and pulled the woman away. Once the crowd of onlookers dispersed, Lin Hao sat dejectedly on a bench, remaining silent for a long time before slipping away while the guards weren't looking.

"Brother, please let me go. This life of mine was given to me by Jiesheng, and now it is time for me to give back to him. Besides, if not for Jiesheng, I might have died long ago!" Fufang spoke first, looking at Moxie.

Liu Mengmeng slammed her front door shut and raced in a thump-thump rush down the stairs. Seeing that Yan Yeting was still waiting by his car, her heart finally settled. She had truly been afraid that the older man might just drive away and abandon her.

The first day passed uneventfully, but on the noon of the second day, suddenly! The scout positioned on the front left stepped into a hidden quagmire. Everyone rushed forward to effect a rescue.

If this were merely a corpse, I wouldn't have been so terrified, but this old man had been dead for two full nights, yet at this very moment, he was struggling upon the lintel of the door.