Chapter 49

On the one hand, he had to wait for the judges to tally the final scores and announce the results; on the other hand, it was because he still had another match shortly.

"Sanle, call the teacher and ask for leave, tell them we'll be a little late." Da Le grinned as he handed the phone to Sanle.

With a sigh, Wu Yan turned and left. With a light tap of his toes, a white cloud rose beneath his feet, carrying him away into the distance.

The next moment, Li Yunxiao channeled his terrifying spiritual power into his eyes. As the spiritual power continuously poured in, his eyes immediately transformed into blood-red pupils, within which double tomoe were spinning incessantly.

Rosith thought about it and realized it was true. Jinchen simply wouldn't have the time to accompany her right now, yet if she went alone, she would probably be scolded upon her return.

Rosith looked at her current situation in a daze, covered in wounds from head to toe, her clothes stained with mud. The wounds were all charred black, as if she had been struck by lightning.

Even so, the Sea God was still quite happy to deliberately tease Elf Number One for a bit. Who asked him to still be single while the other party was already happily paired up?

While capturing spirit beasts, Lu Yu also encountered some other members of the Lu family. However, to avoid any unnecessary trouble, the moment he spotted them, he quietly steered clear of them.

This was an ocean of flowers, with all kinds of blossoms competing in beauty and splendor, yet Qing Ming always felt something was missing. He pondered it carefully for a long time, but ultimately couldn't figure out what it was.

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck the minds of Ye Yun and the Corpse Demon Guchen. Within that gaze, there seemed to be illusions of countless living Buddhas. Corpse Demon Guchen, in particular, was affected the most. His expression changed drastically, and only by circulating his demonic arts was he barely able to resist that sudden gaze.

One could see that the dretches suffered heavy losses in the magic wave, scattering in disarray. Although few died instantly, quite a few were injured, and their condition was extremely poor.

"Can you travel with us, though? Our Log Pose hasn't fully charged yet... We'd like to borrow yours," Nami stepped closer at this moment, asking expectantly.

Chongyue and Mezas both blinked. If their minds weren't elsewhere at the moment, they probably would have paid much closer attention to Angus's expression.

He shrugged and followed the demon hunter into a spacious hall, where someone quietly closed the door behind them.

At this stage of the match, most preparations were actually rendered useless, because tactics and strategies had already been executed more than once or twice.

Back in the lounge, An Zhe was surprised to find that everyone was already busy with their own tasks.

The once lush White Orchard Village had been filled with green trees and vibrant grass, where villagers lived a prosperous life like a secluded paradise. Who could have imagined that it was merely a fake happiness maintained by a cult, with ugliness and filth lurking in every corner of the village?

Subsequently, his comprehension of the Law of Storms exceeded 3%, and its effects were further enhanced, which was nearly on par with slaying monsters.

Grenades were tossed down one by one. When the fourth grenade detonated, the energy shield let out a "pop" sound and shattered.

Then, the sudden, excruciating pain made him curl up like a shrimp being roasted over a fire, which completely snapped him back to reality. Aaron thought to himself: Well, alright, so it really isn't edible.

Much like the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, various sanda enthusiasts within the borders of Longxia had also established their own associations, though unlike the seniority-based TCM association, they operated differently.

Arriving beside Xu Mingqing, he reached out and patted the air, unexpectedly discovering a transparent, barrier-like shield that blocked everyone's path.

Carrying a surge of resentment and anger as she reached the door, she found the heavy door slamming shut with a loud "bang."

Although Li Zhe did not practice talismanic arts and spells, he still liked to keep a few talismans on hand just in case.

Hearing this, Feng Zhirong hurriedly stopped her bantering with Prince Jing, stepped forward respectfully, and received it with both hands.

At this point, Fang Wanli suddenly noticed that although He Ximei's tone was tough, her eyes were flashing with ambiguity.

However, the moment the word "good" left his lips, he recalled yesterday's nightmare and remembered that the seaside was also a dangerous place. What if she lost her mind and jumped into the sea?

He looked at Angie; her face was no longer young, bearing the distinct aura of an overworked corporate drone, and her life experiences were presumably much like his own.

The current political situation at court was vastly different from what she had imagined, and what was even more terrifying was that she didn't even know how deep these waters ran.

He had originally thought that Zhang Qingfeng was merely Yang Mu's lackey, but when he threw this punch, his brute force was mysteriously dissolved into nothingness.

Mifang did not transform; instead, the moment Ping Zhen's body was inverted, it simply vanished.

"Nonsense, since nobody else is optimistic about you, the odds are naturally high," Cui Hao glanced at him and said with a smile.

Luo Gu looked downstairs as Xiao Bie pulled open the car door and Dongfang Yu climbed in. Through the car window, Luo Gu could catch a glimpse of Dongfang Yu's smiling face.

"Seven Slashes Sword, First Soul Skill: Drawn Sword Edge!" The Sword Douro let out a roar, his sword sending forth a dragon-like Qi that surged across the distance.

At that time, Liang Fan had believed that such a phenomenon occurred because the spiritual energy density in the rogue cultivators' territory exceeded that of other regions, making them more adaptable to talisman armor. However, after a period of research, Liang Fan discovered that things were not nearly that simple.

Instead, more and more Qing Sect disciples grew solemn, staring intently at the chessboard on the towering precipice, silently calculating various possible moves.

Ye Fan blew a gentle breath toward the rapidly descending figure. Like a gust of wind stirred by a plantain fan, he effortlessly caught the light-weighted Yaya, who drifted down like a feather and landed beside Tushan Rongrong and Tushan Honghong.

With that said, Zhang Tianbao took the lead, followed by Chen Jiankang, and the two walked together toward the spaceship's cockpit.

"What type are you looking at?" Ye乾隆 gazed in the direction of Ye Fan's line of sight, which was just a blank wall with nothing there at all. Unable to help himself, he took another look, and assuming Ye Fan was just daydreaming, he asked aloud.

Aside from those supreme prodigies on the Heavenly Rankings, which of them didn't require around a year or even longer to break through a single tier, or perhaps remained stuck unable to advance?

Isn't this just waiting to be caught? Xiyan pressed her lips together, her eyebrows curved into smiles as she tiptoed closer step by step.