104 The Proud President: A Mortal Remains a Mortal! Nothing Has Changed!

"Next, attack and summon the 'Amazon Swordswoman'!"

A wild Amazon woman with bronzed skin, wielding a silver-gray curved blade, vaulted out from the grass hut in the Amazon forest where Peacock Dance stood, landing before her to fight on her behalf.

(Amazon Swordswoman, 4 stars, Attack Power: 1500 →→ 1700)

"Because the swordswoman has appeared, I will special summon the monster 'Amazon Pet Cub Tiger' from my hand in defense mode!"

Howling—

Zhao Nuan was sweating profusely, the kind of sweat that bursts forth uncontrollably, seeping out from every pore in her body, cold and clammy.

Liu Yan’s face changed abruptly, revealing a mixture of dissatisfaction and despair. It was as if the last lifeline in her heart was snapping bit by bit at this very moment.

Because Chang Rong knew that Tang Lang would never lie about such matters, and they held no respect for deceit, especially creatures like mantises.

She sat outside the operating room, her mind racing through countless thoughts, yet she could not devise a solution that would satisfy all parties.

The Magician raised both hands simultaneously, dozens of playing cards shooting toward Li Xiang, but in the end, those cards only hovered suspended in midair around him.

At that moment, as he achieved the unity of man and sword, his aura even stirred a trace of the power of heaven and earth.

"You know better than anyone whether I’m talking nonsense," Bai Muhan’s low laugh, tinged with electricity, reached Feng Ran, making her heart itch.

Although he still could not forgive Feng Ran for leaving without a word back then, knowing she had been wronged, had faced death countless times, and had hidden her identity in a foreign land, he felt helpless.

Lin Yu’s heart was bitter; who had he offended to be so unfairly accused? Out of nowhere, he was branded with a disgraceful label.

Only she, foolishly, believed he was the best in the world. He truly did not understand what could have drawn her to him so deeply.

At twenty-four or twenty-five, the bone structure and meridians had yet to fully solidify; with just a little cultivation, there was still much room for growth.

On the third day of Long Fei’s slumber, Bai Yutang arrived carrying Zhao Yue, along with... Nana, who had been missing for a long time. Bai Yutang glanced at the sleeping Long Fei, ignoring the astonished looks from Zhan Zhao and others, and gave him a mouth-to-mouth dose of immortal energy.

Upon hearing this, the matron looked up and, seeing it was Zi Ling Tian, showed a hint of disdain. "People from the Ye family of Tianfeng City have come. I heard they sent their juniors to train in the Beast Mountain Range. Many have gone to welcome them," the matron said with disgust.

Taking the cigarette in hand, Yi Qian sat down, examined the smoke, then imitated Zi Ling Tian by placing the cigarette between her sensual lips.

I chuckled awkwardly; Wei Wu, Li Shuai, and Chang Bai couldn’t fly, so the three of us carried them upward. Treading through the snow was no easy feat, yet they bore Wei Wu and me without losing speed. When we broke through the dark clouds, they were stunned by the monstrous figure before them. I flew higher, peering down to finally get a clear view of this creature.

"I forgive you? You dare speak of forgiveness and accuse me? You shameless wretch, daring to pin the blame on me—do you wish to die?" Lin Tai angrily lashed the coarse whip, striking Bao Erniang repeatedly until she was a bloody mess, a sight too grim to behold.

Anan shuddered at the words, casting a meaningful glance at me before turning away. I stared silently outside, my mind in turmoil. Shi Tian, Phantom—I owe them all too much.

The man sipped his tea with a faint smile, calm and composed, as if he were not the one who might turn into a fox by night.

However, the Shi Yu who now stood before us looked rather disheveled. Not only was his cherished giant shield absent from his grasp, but he was also completely unprotected, firmly caught by the molten dragon’s claws, unable to move.

As the old lecher said, although he still looked down on Yun Fei’s progress, to ordinary people, it was lightning-fast cultivation; it was inevitable that Yun Fei would become somewhat conceited.