Chapter Ninety-Six: Launched Skyward by a Signature Move

Chapter Ninety-Six: The Big Move That Sent Him Flying

The helicopter slowly lowered to the ground. Ye Rulong was still haggling with the Beggar Gang chief when Shi Bai, hands in his pockets, strolled over to stand beside them.

The field fell silent. Everyone looked at Shi Bai in surprise. The Beggar Gang members did not know who he was, while the people from Ancient City were at a loss, because everyone knew the Beggar Gang had come to avenge Wu Changfeng. If Shi Bai showed himself now, was that not the same as walking straight into their net?

You Kuang always felt there had to be more to this than met the eye. After all, who would be bored enough to fuss over such things when death was so near? It made no sense at all. But he no longer had time to think about it.

With a single teleport, he appeared beside Claire. No one else noticed, but Claire clearly sensed someone breach the edge of her aura. When she turned around, she saw her man leaning in to kiss her.

Among them all, only Zhao Min had that kind of finesse, and aside from the two cultivation maniacs, Wu Xingyun and Alice, Zhao Min was also the strongest.

"Just a guess. I’ve seen symptoms like this before." Ling Qi pressed her lips together. Unable to come up with any real explanation, she could only brazenly make something up.

Ye Fan’s divine sense formed a subtle connection with the stone carving, and he seemed to be able to feel its breathing.

The transformation of the Twin-Dragon Physique was irreversible, something Ye Fan had never anticipated. But since it could not be changed, he began searching for what would be most useful to him in this body. Ye Fan was now cultivating the Sword Dao of Tyranny, so he hoped the Twin-Dragon Physique would possess sword attributes suited to that path.

"Hmph, just a little hanger-on." Wu Feng’s smile faded, and his tone turned cold. If Jin Ling had not secretly come out to watch from over there, and if he had not happened to turn around, he really would not have noticed her.

Wu Feng gave a cold snort, and his long sword shot forward like lightning. In just a few moves, he finished off the remaining Firebird Phoenix.

Qin Shi Huang was deceived by alchemists and lost his kingdom; Emperor Wu of Han was likewise consumed by it for half his life; even Tang Taizong, the Heavenly Khan of the Tang, poisoned himself with elixirs and suffered from lead and mercury toxins. The Jiajing Emperor of the Ming dynasty was also obsessed with pills and elixirs, which led him to favor treacherous favorites, and from that point on the decline of the Ming began.

Feng Ni’s situation and thoughts were naturally unknown to Lu Zifeng and the others. Hearing this, everyone froze slightly, their faces showing surprise. It was then that the referee’s voice rang out.

That still was not enough. As soon as he returned to the console, dozens of messages surged up at once, almost all of them saying things like "Senior, amazing" and "We’re proud of you."

The automatic targeting system allowed the escort to avoid exposing himself outside the vehicle. Once a target was selected, the weapon could fire on its own.

There were phrases like "a leading figure among the students," "outstanding results in the entrepreneurship competition," and "high praise from the academy’s leadership and honorary alumni." It even mentioned Lu Chen’s "sense of responsibility," saying that he had voluntarily donated the fifty-thousand-yuan prize money and provided twenty part-time jobs for freshmen.

Zhu Yuanzhang happened to arrive as well, carrying a plastic bag and two cloth bundles. One glance was enough for Chu Zhen to tell that they were probably filled with all kinds of antiques.

She was absolutely certain that when Zhang Honglei kicked the man, he had not used his full strength. Otherwise, that filthy-handed bastard would not merely have been unable to get back up.

It also splashed over Sun Chuanting, this future heavyweight of the late Ming, who was a little dazed—what had once been an ambitious campaign to suppress bandits in Pingyang Prefecture had already become so rotten, so irredeemable.

For today, An Xin had hidden away all the cases of liquor in the entertainment area, along with the blankets and pillows on the sofa. At noon, she had even urged Mo Fan to mop the floor twice.

And it was not only the central estate. Many people watching the livestream were also eating late-night snacks all over Tianhe City, celebrating the victory.

Just as the blond-haired man finished explaining the bounty and turned to leave, Mo Fan stood up and stopped him.