Chapter 57: The Mighty White Goose Brimming with Combat Prowess

Coach Wang approached aggressively, baring his teeth with a sneer as he looked down disdainfully at the athlete before him. He spoke one by one: "I've long told you your leg strength is insufficient. Put on those two ten-kilogram sandbags immediately and do ten laps of frog jumps on the field. If you can't keep up, write a resignation report yourself."

It was understandable why Mo Nansheng had such thoughts. Although Qin Ming's demeanor and speech remained unchanged, the footprints on his captain's uniform and the bruises all clearly indicated that Qin Ming had been beaten.

That evening, Li Zhi and Shi Sha discussed how to operate the "Great Doomsday Financial Development Company" next, debating whether to establish a gathering place similar to the one in the northern district, when someone knocked at the door.

After the first day's celebration, the emperors and the league’s masters held a coronation ceremony, with Xiao Long, as one of the special guests, presenting the crowns to them.

This summarized the general situation: Da Gang had been locked up, and Yan Ni had been expelled from the police station. Fortunately, Yan Ni had taken all of Da Gang’s belongings and used his phone to send messages.

A series of photos, scenes from different locations—128 in total—provided a panoramic view of the 301 highway route.

Gao Jun nodded in approval, feeling a weight lift from his heart, then collapsed weakly to the ground. Don’t think artificial respiration is a simple task; the rescuer must transfer their own oxygen to the patient, a process akin to a ball being repeatedly squeezed.

Rong Xi looked at Lin Feng’s faint smile, their eyes meeting his composed and restrained gaze. He was well versed in palace intrigue, adept at striking when emotions were low—truly a formidable skill.

At first, everyone was a bit surprised, but after some thought, they understood. After all, he was the first master of the northern district’s gathering place; how could he be so easily killed by a single kick?

With hope rekindled, the car god no longer fretted and focused on eating the food before him.

The youth naturally understood this principle; after all, every punch was thrown by his own hands. Who knew the condition of his arms better than himself?

“Life is unpredictable; let’s hope it stays that way,” Chu Yan said without further emphasis. Often, words spoken enough suffice—too much attention can backfire.

As soon as Sorya spoke, Chu Yan instinctively thought of the White Ape. If there were no surprises, what she mentioned must involve the White Ape.

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“No problem, I’ll wait for you. If you don’t open the door, I’ll help you get dressed,” Yuan Hui said. Even inside the room, Mo Xue could hear his panting. By now, she could imagine his expression and couldn’t help but gag.

“Your servant pays respects to the King, and to the Master,” the newly crowned carnivorous plant king kowtowed before Xing Fei and Hua Luosha with utmost respect and caution. Though also a carnivorous plant king, her innate rank left no room for rebellion.

At the heart of the Xuanbing Academy stood Phoenix Mountain, which had become Emperor Longwei’s temporary command center. Instantly, the area around Phoenix Mountain transformed into humanity’s most formidable fortress.

The powerful phantoms instilled an intimidating dread, causing all to feel a helpless illusion.

Now, finally catching a brief respite, eyes gazed toward the camp beyond the mountain, silently wondering, “Are they alright? Has reinforcements arrived?”

Their classroom windows faced the basketball court. She often leaned on the second-floor window watching him play. With his long limbs and agility, his beautiful shots often drew cheers from the crowd.

Siming pretended not to hear, showing no reaction. I stomped my foot, puzzled... Was he angry?

While pondering what to eat, the doorbell suddenly rang loudly, startling Tong En. Sitting on the sofa without moving, she had no relatives or friends in Hong Kong who knew her address; this was likely someone seeking another tenant.

“Shut up,” Xia Jinyuan snapped angrily. The events of the past were scars on his heart, shameful wounds even he dared not touch.

“Chu Chu, your letter,” the class monitor entered the classroom, casually tossing a thin envelope onto Chu Chu’s desk.

The night breeze lightly brushed past, lifting strands of hair from my forehead. I slightly raised my eyes toward the door, feeling a twinge of sadness in my nose.

“Why?” Tong En was puzzled. Xu Hui loved excitement, always eagerly accepting invitations from Ji Siming. What was wrong today?

“I’m keeping these photos for now. Tell your colleagues not to share them recklessly,” Du Meng said, her hands trembling as she held the photos.

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After hearing my analysis, Da Dezi thought it made sense and asked, “So what do you want to do?”

Cui Feng’s spiritual awareness guided the Crying Wood Seal; he could still command Wu Ju to take the third step, but seeing the tragic state of the Seven-Colored Elk, he hesitated briefly before withdrawing his awareness and recalling the Crying Wood Seal.

“Captain, should we bring the 75 mountain cannons up as well, making a more forceful push to completely shatter the bandits’ last resistance?” Sun Weiguo suggested.

“Those navy bastards always brag the imperial navy is Asia’s best and third in the world. I think they can’t even rank second-rate globally. We’re reporting back to the homeland tomorrow,” Hi Zhi Yi complained in anger.

The next day at noon, the three of them woke from the inn and headed toward the Floating Splendor Clan, with many matters still to handle. After Hao Zhengming’s arrangements, Shi Yan and Wang Tao were assigned to a salt team and sent outside.

At that moment, the Star Shatterer, chasing the suicide squad, suddenly slowed, turned around, and charged toward the main battlefield.

Gu Rui couldn’t believe he had fallen for someone, and so hazily at that.

The swirling sands still radiated intense heat, but the desert was lifeless. Back then, the venomous scorpions that once roamed had all been slaughtered—none remained.

Within the Corpse Yin Mountain, the walking corpses were ranked in several tiers; even the most common ones possessed cultivation at the Emperor level!

A strand of white hair remained motionless in the breeze, only the white long eyebrows trembled slightly. The elderly man’s face was wrinkle-free and appeared younger than Wang Xiao Chu.

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