Volume 1, Chapter 37: The Treacherous Invalid

The man had no time to retract his blade; as he lunged forward, his dagger plunged into his companion’s arm.

Wang Fei knew he couldn’t involve himself in such a conflict. Shaking his head without another word, he picked up the snacks on the table and began helping Lin Yuhan finish them.

After paying all his brothers, Zhang Hao decided to quit while he was ahead. Gambling was no way to build a fortune—if he was going to gamble, he would play for higher stakes.

"Damn it, you’re truly unreliable! Sleeping at such a critical moment!" Chu Xuan complained, simultaneously compressing his sword energy, preparing to unleash a Sky-Slaying strike upon the two monsters.

Li Ming spoke at length, his narrative flowing smoothly, perhaps because his transformation into a ghost had left his tone remarkably calm.

Viktor scrutinized the map again. By the look of things, the Noxians were still eyeing Piltover, weren't they?

From the initial pursuit to the internal injuries sustained from an explosion, and then the continuous use of secret arts to force his spirit beast to accelerate, his reserves were critically depleted. His spirit was nearly exhausted, his Orchid Flying Sword was damaged, and his current combat effectiveness was less than thirty percent of his peak.

Meanwhile, pinpricks of light converged on the void battlefield, coalescing into a divine avatar of manifested will, radiating power on the level of a Great Universe Sovereign.

Fang Zhang rubbed his temples. He had suffered a massive loss this time—over six million points gone, plus three stars. He truly regretted not having stabbed that old traitor when he had the chance.

The Prime Star central intelligence governed all secondary hubs. The evolution of every secondary hub intelligence propelled the core central intelligence to its zenith, steered by the purest core directive: "Survival."

Among them, the Mask Girl was the only one who didn't build her popularity through live streaming; she rose to fame through her highly accurate voice-over videos and refreshing dance clips.

The Wind Runes he used at the critical moment provided only a slight cushion and failed to block his opponent's assault; he was still struck down by a single kick.

He left the Golden-Haired Roar at an altitude of ten thousand meters, descended through the clouds, crossed the Ring Dragon Bridge, stepped over the Pantu Stone before the South Heaven Gate, and arrived directly at Buddha Peak.

The so-called counter-evidence was proof intended to overturn the authenticity of the will. Hu Jinping’s brain raced; from the judge’s questions and expressions, he knew the opposing lawyer’s blows had struck home with the court. He had to find a way to reverse the situation. Hu Jinping took a deep breath and spoke rapidly.

"Heh heh, just wait until I see you; I’ll make sure to smash you to death with a club!" He landed slowly on a towering tree and peered into the distance.

They hadn't asked him for a ride, yet he had run over to ask them, only to act arrogant and haughty once they stated their destination, refusing them outright.

As they spoke, hundreds of figures surged out of the main hall and, under the escort of the Green Emperor Palace cultivators, departed from the stronghold city.

"The past is gone; why remain obsessed with what has passed?" The Six-Eared Macaque turned slowly, looked into the distance, let out a sudden sigh, dispelled his light barrier, and zipped away.

Following the massive Dragon Clan invasion led by the Ancestral Dragon—a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal—the infighting among the myriad sects in the eastern primordial lands ceased, and they united to repel the Dragon Clan's onslaught.

Just as he looked up, he saw Flame City reflected in the sky, bordering the Realm of Extreme Fire, much like the phantom of the realm projected into the sky of Flame City.

He finally understood why An Xiaoxiao had reacted so violently on the night of the banquet, who had left those red and purple marks, and what it was that was troubling her now.

Xie Zhan sighed. What was to be done? That girl seemed convinced that he was biased toward Xie Yaoyao.

"Since your target is me, then, Magic Sword." A purple magic circle appeared to the right of Liuxing. He reached into it and drew a tachi.

Among the top five from the group of ten, Yin Yi was ranked first. She drew her number ball first, followed by Xiao Yuzhou, and then Zhang Ziqi and the other two students.

Actually, this bass wasn't that fragile! Although it was made of ceramic, it was a specially treated variety. As long as it wasn't deliberately smashed, it would be perfectly fine even if it slipped from one's hands and hit the ground while standing.

Jirou also felt quite lost. Previously, his world consisted only of mousse sticks, eating mutton, and sleeping; now, there was something else: a doll.

The two exchanged a knowing smile, effectively establishing their preliminary partnership. As for the depth of their future cooperation, that would depend on Zhu Yijun’s tolerance and their own political wisdom.

If one listened to the unmixed composition alone, the listener could sense the rushing rivers and the vast, magnificent sea, easily identifying the musical style.

Watching the phone call being hurriedly cut off, Oreki couldn't help but chuckle. He could now easily imagine Chitanda’s pouting expression.

"Young man, a great disaster lies in your future. Whether you can survive this calamity depends entirely on the will of Heaven." Glancing at Yunlong, Shi Ansheng had not intended to reveal this secret, fearing the young man would be unable to bear it and live in the terror of a doomed future.

"Shouldn't we be talking about the Dual-String Ice Bow? Why did it turn into this?" Ye Changdao grumbled inwardly, while the others kept smiles on their faces, internally screaming that they did not want to see these two oblivious people.

Han Shui'er placed her hands against Jing Mouxuan’s solid chest, watching him with trembling eyes.

The suave executive vice president of Zhonglian Insurance could not believe his ears.