Chapter 22

After all, he possessed a certain pride, especially within his own field of martial arts, and he was absolutely unwilling to retreat even half a step.

The martial arts arena was already crowded, and the moment Tianlin and Yunyang appeared, they drew almost everyone’s attention. After all, Tianlin was a notorious figure in the academy; the first condition for any student pursuing her was to defeat her, and nearly eighty percent of the male students had been disciplined by her.

The entire celebration lasted for a full ten minutes, during which the cameras never left Li Donglai, and the giant screens at the venue captured every moment of the festivities.

Li Yang politely declined the arrangements made by President Xi. Chen Wuji was his master, and since he had come to Jieyang, he couldn't possibly stay in a hotel; otherwise, Chen Wuji would surely drag him out and give him a lecture.

"Is it possible to screen some of the strong and able-bodied people among these disaster victims to come with us?" Liang Zongyi asked.

After speaking, Dongfang Qi looked out the window in the direction of Phoenix High School, as if imagining what the scene was like over there.

In this ambiguous atmosphere, Li Donglai could not resist the temptation in his heart and gradually held Yoona tighter. Their cheeks pressed together naturally, and they stepped in sync with the beautiful melody, their bodies touching intentionally or unintentionally as they swayed.

Qin Yao continued, "But this time it is different. Unlike Ning Fei, although this body is dead and even the soul has vanished, I sense a very obscure aura from it. It seems like resentment, yet it is not quite the same. In short, this aura is exceptionally evil—something I have never encountered before."

"Why?" I asked, startled. Just then, a police officer behind me couldn't help but glance back.

Yu Ren understood; this childhood friend was unwilling to let him know his current situation because he wasn't doing well. However, as a friend, Yu Ren felt it was his duty to help these three brothers through their current predicament.

At the same time, the sound of something tearing through the air came from behind, and a steel blade flew in from out of nowhere, burying itself straight into his back.

He merely insisted over and over that she was his; his overbearing possessiveness left her almost unable to breathe, and she felt truly exhausted.

Simultaneously, Shang Moze’s Aatrox intercepted Li Wen and the support Gragas, who were attempting to assist the mid-lane. Using his Q ability, Dark Flight, to knock up the Gragas from over the wall, Aatrox decisively activated his ultimate, Massacre, and followed up with his E ability, Blades of Torment, landing a sword wave that struck the enemy Gragas.

Xi Feng helped rescue people from under the rubble one by one, thinking to himself, "Damn it, if I encounter those evildoers again, I will never let them off."

Losing a match meant losing everything—the pride of the strong, the trophies of honor, the cheers of the crowd, and the direction of public opinion were all inextricably linked to victory or defeat. Only those who won to the very end were qualified to smile and hold the trophy before the crowd.

Pei Jun had made arrangements with the police and spoken with Director Liu, but after all, his current influence and power could not compare to those of Gu Jingcheng.

Mo Ran thought she would leave after finishing, but unexpectedly, she released the shadows she had previously absorbed into her fingers.

Around 10:15 was the best opportunity; Zhao Yuhuan had calculated this point very clearly.

Unlike the common bucket-shaped mechanical lifeforms, this tank-like mechanical lifeform wandering the city seemed quite abrupt. Based on their deductions, it was likely another mechanical lifeform created when the machines imitated human products.

"The Corpse King Sutra!!!" Suddenly, a shout came from the bottom of the deep well. It sounded very far away, yet it was heard with perfect clarity.

"Just now... did you say... our country? Was there a sound?" Zeng Aiguo’s voice was very dry, yet despite this, the anticipation in his tone was still audible.

After the group entered Bai Ling’s room, Bai Ling went to prepare breakfast for Lin Cheng, while Lin Cheng sat on the sofa to chat with Kimura Tsukasa.

Qiu Yue pulled Qiu Ze away from there, and Su Ming gave them a sympathetic look, signaling that he was unable to help.

At two o'clock in the morning, Li Jie opened his eyes in the darkness. His heartbeat began to accelerate, and a faint sense of nervousness welled up in his heart.

As the last corner was submerged in this inexplicable radiance, the laboratory, previously filled with colorful lights, instantly returned to its original state, as if the dreamlike scene had been nothing more than a brilliant vision.

I felt that the old Taoist might be going a bit too far, but seeing that he hadn't yet moved to open the Gate of Life, I urged him. I then saw him reach out, press against the stone brick of the Gate of Life, and apply force; with a click, the stone brick sank inward.

As the movie played, everyone was captivated, their attention fixed on the screen.

Wang Kai, facing the cold outside the house, seemed to be stimulated; he groaned, but did not wake up.

The egg in front of them seemed to possess sentience; hearing Lan Ling’s shrill cry, it appeared to shiver in fright.