22 Forum Style After the Meet-and-Greet

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Captain Li raised his cup and drained it in one gulp. The intense gleam in his eyes was impossible to conceal—this battle for supremacy would surely be fierce and turbulent. A hard-fought contest, meticulously prepared over years, was about to commence.

Perhaps Yang Yunxiu still harbored some feelings for that scoundrel; after all, it was her first love, and one never truly forgets such a bond. As cracks began to appear between them, she deliberately picked fights, simply to provoke arguments.

Altland had Bertrand overseeing weapons production, which had largely stabilized. The rest fell under Bertrand's expertise, and he was more than capable of managing it.

“Heh, everything in the world follows logic. Even many seemingly incredible things are actually quite simple! I just guessed it!” Liu Hai remarked.

“All right! Got it!” Liu Hai, ignoring the medic, hastily wrapped his bandage and rushed off.

Thus, China had no choice but to rely on its own strength, eventually developing the J-20 stealth fighter. As a stealth aircraft capable of rivaling those of the United States, China became the world’s second nation to independently develop such a plane. After years of quiet accumulation, it finally burst forth, catching up with the world’s cutting edge.

“Where did Commander Wang go?” an old soldier asked. Liu Hai sensed no mistake—the veterans all admired Commander Wang.

Just as he was reflecting, he noticed one of the instrument gauges ahead behaving abnormally.

However, now these procedures could almost be skipped entirely. Intelligent scopes calculated all the data clearly and with greater precision.

In truth, if the captain sent these soldiers into battle without training, they might well fire their bullets into the sky.

Nonetheless, if such conditions could persist, that wouldn’t be so bad. Later, the Heavenly Emperor suffered grievous wounds and retreated to a secret place in the celestial palace to heal. No one knew his exact location. For tens of thousands of years, he did not appear. Eventually, a message arrived, saying the Heavenly Emperor was so severely injured he had fallen into a deep slumber.

He was utterly convinced that this time, the championship belonged to Lin Feng! And when that moment came, the benefits for him, Iverson, would be immense. Imagine, if in this tournament Iverson were to be toyed with by his old rival Bryant, there would be no reason for him to linger in Las Vegas.

Rubbing his chin thoughtfully, Liang Dong flexed his arms, then with a loud crack, struck a punch against the ice block.

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Dantai Mingyue was not truly angry; she was just teasing. When he called upon the Three Pure Ones, she could no longer hold back her laughter.

“This is—!” Even Tianyi could scarcely believe his eyes! Everyone stared wide-eyed in stunned silence. No one expected so many standing shoulder to shoulder on the same level. Instantly, the crowd fell utterly silent.

Su Bumai was taken aback. The attack on him was not another’s spell but precisely the technique he had just cast.

While speaking, Night Phoenix nuzzled Dantai Mingyue’s cheek before continuing, “You must realize how difficult it was for me to survive. Now, with such a beautiful, powerful demon involved, I must cherish life and keep away from bird people.”

Seeing this scene, the audience was stunned, and the entire arena grew solemn.

However, she was at least eighty percent certain the bronze cauldron was a fake. Unfortunately, lacking evidence and unable to articulate her reasoning, no one would believe her even if she spoke.

Zhang Quyi nearly fell face-first, goosebumps scattering everywhere. He deliberately loosened his grip, letting a stone fall, narrowly missing Zhai Shuman’s foot, who cried out in surprise and stepped back.

After such a vague reply, Mo Xuan believed everyone had gained something and proceeded to change participants.

Entering the villa’s gate, Zhang Quyi immediately released his spiritual awareness, controlling everything within a fifty-meter radius.

His white hair and red eyes were strikingly conspicuous, easily revealing his true identity.

Zhao Shen nodded. Without his eidetic memory, he might have been utterly worn down by his grandfather long ago.

With the "puff, puff, puff" of water sounds, beneath the giant brick floor of Lingyun City, the ground seemed to burst like a balloon. Even the stone bricks were forcibly split in two by the surging water.

Coming to his senses, he was shocked to see a fist hurtling toward his head.

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Yuan Qiu remained submerged in water. The spiritual energy here was abundant, even surpassing that of Dongting Lake. He was enveloped by a massive water sphere, and though underwater, he distinctly felt himself wrapped by a powerful force.

The Water-Repelling Golden-Eyed Beast could be commanded to traverse sky and sea, omnipotent and loyal to its master. It seemed to recognize faces but not scents. Resembling a qilin, it had a dragon’s mouth, lion’s head, fish scales, ox’s tail, tiger’s claws, and deer antlers. Its entire body was crimson, capable of riding clouds and mist, floating on water, and possessed of a mystical temperament—likely a dragonkind.

Obtaining the tool to enter others’ nightmare realms was no simple matter.

Blades clashed against spiritual energy but caused no harm to Murong Bai. Seeing this, Xin Wuwei prepared to rush forward for another strike.

The soil here was not very hard. Mu Jin Yang felt a surge of joy; soft soil meant easier digging of tomb raiding tunnels. Encountering a large expanse of rammed earth would have been troublesome.

Could the world be resetting on the day of my life-and-death tribulation, reverting to primordial chaos to begin anew? Reincarnation and ultimate conclusion?

Zhou Zhi even found himself at a loss for words. Aside from these thoughts, perhaps, as the angry youths online in a previous life said—one day, when we grow strong, we’ll take it back.

With the arrival of the courtesan, Jun Linxian sealed Lin Zongbai’s power with a single finger, tied him up with a rope, and casually fed him a packet of Hehuan Powder.

Before night fully blanketed the earth, Cheng Dalang finally reached the town Xia Qing had spoken of. The streets were nearly deserted; most had returned home for dinner. Only a few scattered oil lamps flickered, flags fluttered outside, and only one somewhat respectable inn displayed a signboard.

Chi Yu was right beneath her. If Chi Yu knew the thoughts stirring in her heart, how would he feel?

At this critical moment, a clear, resonant dragon’s roar suddenly echoed from the explosive crater deep within the earth.