Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Battle Begins, a Five-Second Boast Becomes Reality
The series of moves by Giant Cannon could only be described as lightning-fast and unstoppable. Onlookers could not help but wonder: was this assault specifically designed to take down Xing Tian?
"Old Tie, what are you spacing out for? Move!" Chang Xi, sitting in the audience, felt his palms slick with cold sweat. He bolted upright, screaming at the top of his lungs. With the crescent blade already descending toward Ye Cheng’s head, why was he still standing there? Was he holding back for a calculated countermove, or had he been so overwhelmed by the sheer pressure of Giant Cannon’s aura that he was rendered immobile?
Li Feng raised a hand to parry, and a sea of violet demonic energy surged forth, instantly shattering the opponent's sword aura.
A spectral figure, appearing as a middle-aged man with a pale green face, sat cross-legged atop the altar, his expression impassive.
"How dare someone attempt to abduct the family of a traitor? This is treason!" After a moment of stunned silence, one of the soldiers roared the order, and they all charged forward to slaughter the intruders.
Watching Shangguan Yunyao prepare to leave, An Yueyang felt a surge of anxiety. Truthfully, having witnessed the extent of Shangguan Yunyao’s power, he desperately hoped for her assistance. However, since this was their first meeting, he could not simply demand her help right away.
The tentacles, which appeared soft and boneless, struck the long spear with the clang of metal against metal, sending sparks flying in every direction. One should not be fooled by their supple appearance; if one were truly pierced by them, death would be an absolute certainty.
"Who goes there?" Hearing the sudden, strange noise, Roy immediately turned toward the source, drawing his Demon-Slaying Sword and holding it horizontally before him in a defensive combat stance.
Now that Shangguan Yunyao had lost the protection of Jiang Yuanlong, young Master Jiang naively believed he could do as he pleased, especially since his own father was currently presiding over the affairs of the Jiang family.
Yun Xian naturally knew the value of dragon bone at the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce; five gold ingots were far too little. At an auction of this caliber, it could easily fetch over a hundred.
Liu Feiyang was taken aback. The world truly was full of wonders; he had assumed such things only existed on television, yet here he was encountering one in reality.
You seemed preoccupied. She no longer participated in the discussions as she once did, nor did she chat merrily or eat her favorite sesame seed cakes.
Shi Zi watched Bai Chou every day, observing its changes. The light it emitted made his heart race with a sense of unease, a persistent feeling of anxiety and dread.
During the earlier part of the game, Kong Mengyang continued to demonstrate his unstoppable offensive prowess against Ma Tianyu’s defense, repeatedly slipping past him to drive to the basket, putting on a spectacular show of thunderous dunks and high-difficulty layups.
Wang Ling looked at Brother Cang, who wore a mischievous grin as if to say, "Damn, you didn't prepare anything before coming to school? I have more sons and grandsons than I can count."
Li Yu suddenly realized he had used a poor metaphor involving someone stealing his wife, and had inadvertently applied it to Li Xiuning. Feeling awkward, he walked over and said sheepishly, "My apologies, I didn't realize how that comparison sounded when directed at you." Once he finished, he couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter.
At that moment, an instructor hurried over to find Cami, informing him that he had been accepted into the Magic and Martial Arts Academy and would not need to participate in the third round of testing.
Qing'er turned and strode forward, head held high in arrogance, as if giving Tou Ren a chance to speak was merely a way to amuse herself.
Though the North was not like the South, secluded areas like the Happy Farm were still frequent haunts for venomous snakes and insects.
Just then, Nina ran over and handed him a vial of pale green potion. It was an alchemical concoction specifically prepared for this mission to neutralize wolf spider venom, just in case—though they had never expected to actually need it.
There was not a trace of panic in his heart. For him, choosing to rob the convoy was not an impulsive act, but one born of deep and careful deliberation.
"Shizuko, why are you calling me so late?" Lee So-yeon, having just finished her shower and dried her hair, was wrapping herself in a towel and searching for clothes when she heard the phone ringing on her bedside table.