Chapter 53
Fortunately, none of them were ordinary people and all had undergone rigorous training. Liu Datong and Wen Yiming, in particular, were experts who had unblocked four meridians, rendering them impervious to both extreme cold and heat. Even so, walking through half-a-meter-deep snow proved extremely difficult.
Even without any other techniques, the chakra within his own body had already reached the level of an elite Genin.
As those wild bulls charged in, the lich found itself caught in a pincer attack, forced to simultaneously fend off two other liches and a wild bull.
The defenders in the city rose once more, and the soldiers below attempted an attack, only to retreat when they saw no opportunity for success.
Under the setting sun, the four major martial arts dojos resembled four golden copper mirrors, reflecting the magnificent scenery of the firmament.
"Brother, could you please open the gate? Ha, I got stuck in traffic on the way, so I'm late," Moxi said with a smile to a security guard by the entrance.
The original intention of bringing Lin Mo to this flower shop was to help him relax and find some better floral specimens.
Yet, even when he was in full health, he was no match for Silence; with a body broken and healing, victory was even more out of the question.
Slowly crawling to the next windowsill, she held her hairpin and began tinkering with the next surveillance camera.
Even ninjas gifted in advanced stealth techniques found it hard to escape his surveillance and remained unable to evade detection.
That was a power he still could not comprehend to this day, devouring his physical body and even attempting to consume his soul. Yet, how formidable was his soul? The strength of his origin essence was so great that not even the Will of the Starry Sky could destroy it.
Even Longyang opened his eyes. Perhaps such events merely seemed astonishing in the eyes of already powerful experts, but to contemporaries striving together across the same era, this was a matter of monumental importance.
Tang Chen in this realm was thirty years old this year, yet Jin Chan was only forty-five. Without requiring much maintenance, not a single wrinkle marred her face. Tang Yuan, on the other hand, was burdened with heavy thoughts; at just twenty-five years old, crow's feet already lined the corners of her eyes.
Ever since the incident involving Lin Qingming, Lin Cheng had never held much affection for Lin Jinnian. Yet, upon hearing that Lin Jinnian was actually running for Secretary of State, he could not help but feel a sudden surge of pride.
If that were true, then he would own ten percent of the shares in the Xie Group, making him the second-largest shareholder.
Nie Tianfeng heavily exhaled twice, repeatedly tugging at his necktie with a deep sense of depression in his heart. However, as guests continued to stream in endlessly, he forced a smile onto his face to welcome them.
In this lifetime, before taking that final step, he intended to eliminate all external enemies first.
Everyone looked at Yang Hao in shock; no one had expected that Yang Hao would actually kill someone, and they were completely stunned.
Furthermore, she had now cut ties with Zhuo Goudan and was following Yang Hao, which meant she had completely turned her life around and no longer needed to fake smiles or fawn over scum like Liu Chunsheng.
"He's merely a hoodlum, what is there to be afraid of?" Chu Yang felt that the strength of such ruffians was nothing special.
Circumventing Yuan Qing, the man took a couple of steps toward Meng Qingyou. As his gaze swept over her body, a spark of fire ignited deep within his heart.
"Your speed is passable, but your strength is far too weak," Xiao Lanxin commented casually, before striking out with a delicate palm that directly sent Chu Yang flying while coughing up blood, leaving his vital energy in turmoil.
He intended to deploy an ancient acupuncture technique known as the 'Vital Qi Guidance' to arouse the latent vitality within the human body and dispel evil spirits. Consequently, he had to focus entirely on the needles, pinpointing the acupoints with absolute precision without allowing any distractions.
"Mm," Song Xing nodded. During this period, he had also become friends with Zhou Ming and Zhang Qianyi. He deeply cherished this friendship, and thus, when sparring with the two of them, he would try his best to point out the flaws in their martial arts. He could well be considered their dedicated sparring partner.
Just as the atmosphere grew quite merry, a discordant voice suddenly echoed from the corner of the dormitory.
The voice traveled from afar and drew closer, eventually transforming into a shrill, screeching, yet deeply mocking taunt.
Song Xing had already caught a rustling sound and knew his perception was correct, so he shouted loudly, "Fan Ge, Fan Ge, something is approaching the Sikong Estate." Unsure of what manner of creature it was, he could only refer to it simply as "something."
"Yuan Qing, how does it feel? Weren't you acting so arrogant just now? Why are you being beaten so miserably now?" Lu Xuanming sneered, a terrifying coercive pressure simultaneously erupting from his body, making it somewhat strenuous for Yuan Qing even to raise his head.
"Forget it, you'd better not try to comfort anyone. Comforted by you like this, my heart feels even more panicked," Lu Feng said with a bitter smile.
Although the Xinglan Sect enjoyed a renowned reputation, had advanced considerably of late, and possessed an existence like Elder Xie holding down the fort, the vast majority of people still failed to see through Elder Xie's true strength. Naturally, they could not perceive it as clearly as the powerful figures of the four major sects.
"So that's how it is. Brother Qin Yang, if you don't mind, I can guide you through the mysteries of flying through the air," Yi Zhudao offered.
Elder Mo was a prominent figure after all, and Mo Shaohang's words failed to elicit the slightest change in his expression, as if his previous reaction had merely been Mo Shaohang's illusion.
However, that Asura of evil energy would not let slip any opportunity, launching a fierce assault on the Main God's Envoy from the rear, forcing him once more to divide his attention and respond.