Volume One, Chapter 38: Gunfire Outside Beiping City! The College Students Are Terrified!

Brilhante Espada: No Início, Construí um Canhão Voador à Mão, o Velho Li Ficou Radiante! Mo Yu Xiao Li 1897 words 2026-08-05 02:34:01

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Following this, the European Union announced a ban on the sale of advanced weaponry to China, as well as a prohibition on the transfer of high-tech knowledge. Simultaneously, they declared that they would join the United States in sanctioning those who collaborate with China in weapons production and punishing any nation that imports arms from China. Furthermore, all EU member states were forbidden from engaging in high-level interactions with the Chinese government.

"I don't know how you found me, but I truly do not possess this 'space ring' you speak of. However, if you are looking for a wedding ring, I could certainly step out and buy one for you," Li Kuafu said, the corners of his mouth curling upward despite his disheveled state.

To be honest, if an ordinary official had come to him for help, he would not have minded lending a hand, but this Chu Youran had not left a very good impression on him.

Although a charming and lovely smile always graced her delicate features, a trace of anxiety was constantly hidden beneath it.

Slash, lift, slash again, lift again... Round and round it went. All complex martial techniques were rendered useless; only the simplest, most direct strikes remained as the sharpest means of attack.

It must be said that this person and his coach could likely compete with the Football Association led by Xie and the Basketball Association led by Xin to see who could plumb the greater depths of incompetence. Although they would likely lose, the latter two are old monsters who have been practicing for over a thousand years; for a mere novice to even compete with them is an achievement in itself.

Stellar energy was channeled from his primordial spirit, instantly flowing into his sea of qi, where it fused perfectly with the stellar energy forming the outer wall. It then flowed out from the sea of qi, merging with the meridians composed of stellar energy.

"I don't know. Study it yourself, and tell me if you discover anything." After saying this, Chang'e ignored Li Kuafu. She scanned the room once more, and finding nothing of interest, she rested her chin in her hands, bored, and began to drift into a daze.

Gold represents spiritual energy. If your aura contains gold, it indicates that you are protected by positive energy and possess immense spiritual power.

Everyone had even come to understand the reason behind the country's actions: they were clearly preparing a retreat for themselves.

Passing through several corridors and crossing a stone bridge, where guards stood at intervals to salute, Wuqing led Long Bufan to the entrance of a cave within a great tree.

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Due to the earth-shattering explosion orchestrated and carried out by Murong Yunfei and his companions, the top-ranking officials of the Song Dynasty’s imperial court had been wiped out in one fell swoop.

"Ha! We Han Chinese do not have such treacherous scum who bite the hand that feeds them. Since he has already defected to your Mongol Yuan, the bit of Han blood his ancestors gave him has likely long been flushed down the latrine."

The bearded man was named Lu Wei, and the other, with a hooked nose, was Zheng Sida. Although they had arrived in the inner sect years before Long Bufan, they had never met him. Yet, a person’s reputation precedes them; Long Bufan’s name was now known to almost everyone in the inner sect.

Lance placed the golden seal and jade stamp back into the box. He opened another chest and stroked the golden helmet and armor, his face filled with such excitement that it was as if he were touching the soul of his ancestor.

With his worries laid to rest, Gao Jinwei no longer had to fear that his family would fall victim to enemy sneak attacks or invasions.

He looked into the cold drink shop, seeing a tall, yellow-skinned beauty and a yellow-skinned giant, but he could not find his target anywhere.

Since the cannons of both the attacking and defending Song armies were invincible, it seemed there was only one way to fight the Song: through flexible, mobile warfare in the field—the very specialty of the Yuan cavalry.

Black collided with black in the sky, and a thunderous roar instantly erupted over Taowu City. Simultaneously, a powerful storm of energy exploded like a hurricane, wreaking havoc above the city.

The spirit garden was filled with various spiritual herbs, many of which were so exotic that even Long Bufan could not name them. As he walked into the garden, a figure caught his eye. Long Bufan’s body jolted; that familiar silhouette, those familiar movements—it was actually the old man who swept the grounds.

The fourth level was the battlefield where human experts and the demons of the Demon Abyss had vied for supremacy many years ago. The legacies found there were left behind by the powerful warriors who had perished on that very ground.

His gaze followed Kexin’s line of sight, taking in the scene before him, his expression profound and inscrutable.

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Han Siyou frowned. When had she changed the way she addressed him? Compared to "brother," it felt so uncomfortable to hear.

Lin Xiaohuan shook her head without saying a word. The situation today had completely exceeded her expectations.

In the dead of night on the ancient battlefield, there was neither a bright moon nor a brilliant starry sky. Ye Shaoxuan gazed up at the vast, boundless darkness. The blackness etched itself into his mind, forming images; he seemed to see his grandmother’s smiling face and his brother’s retreating figure.

For so many years, he had lived like a dog—able to enjoy himself freely when out, but forced to grovel whenever he was in the presence of Malai Li.

She did not want to stay in the hospital any longer. She also did not want to be separated from Han Siyou. She had finally managed to be with him; how could she bear to part so soon?

The attacks of the Qianfa clan were bizarre. Most of them did not use weapons; one would only see them chanting incantations, their fingers dancing through complex seals, and then strange attacks would manifest right beside the cultivators.

Ye Shaoxuan’s response was righteous and stirring, convincing even himself. It would be foolish not to take advantage of an opportunity, but it would be even more foolish to become a monk once he had secured the benefits.

To have forced him to use his "Fatal Blade" meant Shen Jun was already formidable. To die under his "Fatal Blade" was Shen Jun’s fortune, for very few people had died by that blade; almost everyone else had perished under his "Flash of the Blade."

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