139 High School Aftermath

"Crash!" With a final drink, Olga smashed the bottle down. A sizable pile of glass shards had already accumulated beneath her feet, but after finishing this one, she finally ceased her actions.

Rui Mengmeng grew instantly alert. Hastily pulling Leona back from her intended target of the grilled skewers, she grabbed both Leona and Qilin and turned them around.

Having run for several hours, Xuan Yuanpotian spotted a body of water in the distance. As he drew closer, however, he realized this was no mere pool; it was a vast lake spanning hundreds of acres.

Cheng Nuo took a deep breath and looked down at his palms once more. What he wanted to know this time was just how firmly he could still clench his fists.

The air flashed with the chilling gleam of divine weapons and treasures, while the brilliance of the Five Elements danced about. All manner of supreme divine arts and precious techniques were unleashed simultaneously. The great hall was left in ruins with crumbling walls, scattered with the severed limbs of countless races, its floors stained with blood.

Upon hearing these words, the wife hesitated somewhat, pulling her husband along as if wanting to step outside to talk, but the husband simply waved his hand dismissively.

To accommodate these various classifications, Murong Chen had also designed several sets of fundamental energy-supply suits tailored for different mission worlds.

Ling Ming stood with his back to Dongfang Li, closing his eyes to take a deep breath before slowly opening them. The world before him now seemed truly to be the one where he belonged—the very origin of spirit and consciousness.

Eren hurriedly hugged Mikasa and Armin, preparing to bite his thumb and transform, but his entire right hand was suddenly muffled and held down by Rui Mengmeng.

This was yet another miraculous technique of the Thunder Monastery, known as the Great Luo Buddha Hand, which possessed astonishing destructive power. Yet, the moment the Buddha hand came into contact with these prayer beads, a rapid succession of popping sounds rang out. The Great Luo Buddha Hand was pierced right through and instantly dissipated.

"The Battle of Red Leaf Valley can be served as a precedent." Seeing the initial signs of Mo Xue growing angry, Lin Yi hurriedly replied.

The Celestial Master's talisman struck the skeleton squarely on the chest, staggering it until it collapsed with a heavy thud, whereupon the pestle of the Vajra plunged deep into its left thigh. Enraged by the pain, the skeleton unleashed a blinding flurry of flying spears that rained down from the sky. Wang Weidong hurriedly increased the spiritual energy channelled into the purple-gold bell, managing safely to neutralize all the incoming attacks.

That mocking undertone was a clear reminder to Daoist Chiyang that his wounds had been sustained within the territory of the Realm of Tianfang, and that whoever had injured him was a cultivator of that very realm.

As the curved blade repeatedly stabbed into the ground, piles of decayed bones were unearthed. These remains had rotted beyond recognition; some even turned into mere bone dust the moment they were lifted into the air.

On the day of Tang Chen's inauguration, the village chief had also attended a meeting in the county, riding the coattails of his brother-in-law who served as a town magistrate, and had indeed met Tang Chen before.

Chi Hua's current objective was to rendezvous with Wu Yulong's troops and escort them safely back to Phoenix City. Having gone through untold hardships to seize the arsenal, Chi Hua had no desire for any further unexpected mishaps along the way.

In their eyes, Park Dashan was no longer an ordinary man. He was not only the one who provided their livelihoods, but also a figure with close ties and deep connections to the Ming Dynasty people. To put it colloquially, Master Shan had powerful backing high above.

The meeting was brief. Wang Weidong gave a concise summary of his experiences over this past period. What he said next left everyone feeling both surprised and entirely reasonable.

What Ye Hong said was indeed the truth; no matter who one might be, moving freely in and out of several nations was an impossibility. Moreover, the influence of the Ye and Li families was strictly confined to Luoshui. Had it not been for the opening of the water-borne trade routes, Luoshui would long ago have been cast aside by the Holy Court.

Although she had harbored suspicions regarding Xiao Yan's motives at the very beginning, now that she had calmed down, she was still willing to trust him—to believe that he was helping her purely because of Ningjing, to believe that he genuinely wanted to help her simply out of affection for everything associated with Ningjing, and to believe that he harbored not a single ounce of malice toward her.

Thus, she could only obediently shut her mouth, refraining from speaking further with Xiao Yan and abandoning any foolish, soft-hearted notions of pitying this fellow.

Sensing the city of Luoyang drawing near, Liu Jinfeng found that all the various abilities within him were steadily growing stronger.

"There is a navigation system in the car. Today is not the weekend, and as long as you miss the rush hour, the roads won't be too congested. Just pay attention to yourself. The car is equipped with a GPS, so turn it on if you don't know the way." Xiao Yan placed the car keys into Tang Ning'an's palm, offering a calm word of instruction.

Following Wu Yun's victory, the entire arena of competition grew fiercely heated. Meng Jinyan made his move; within his hands, the Xuanmen sword array grew even more formidable. As successive strands of sword intent arrayed and shifted, they were actually capable of giving rise to entirely new transformations, utilizing the formation for both offense and defense alike.

Qin Han instantly felt his hair stand on end once more. Could someone have infiltrated the Chu residence, simply waiting right here for him to walk right into a trap?

On the way to the open ground of Suspended City, Wang Feng discovered that Kelly was no longer sitting by the campfire. Come to think of it, aside from Yat, neither Seria nor Kelly seemed particularly averse to meat-eating.

The Dragon-Subduing and Tiger-Taming Arhats believed they could withstand it. Niao Ao and the others likewise felt that Liu Jinfeng might not necessarily be able to pierce through them completely, yet could gradually shoot his way through the Arhats by virtue of the sheer number of sword wheels and their formidable outward momentum.

"Qianfeng and I have long shared this intention, and we will certainly not disappoint the elders. I only wonder when the sect's decennial disciple trials will commence," Qianye said.

Furthermore, relying too heavily on such a sensation—on this illusory, predictive ability—was hardly a good thing.

However, before the three of them could launch a preemptive assault, the burly man with golden earrings hurled his twin sabers once more, splitting them to strike Yang Shao and Lu Hao respectively. With a stomp of his feet, he shot forward like a released crossbow bolt, his raised fists expanding twofold as they blazed with silver spiritual light, striking straight toward Ye Chenguang.

"Wait for me here!" Stripping off his outer jacket, he handed his cell phone and wallet to Ji Xiaofan and walked straight toward the roller coaster.