Volume 1, Chapter 52: Once I park the car, I am definitely going to challenge you to a freestyle wrestling match. Just you wait.

This time, however, no one echoed the coward, leaving his darkly tanned arms awkwardly suspended mid-air, unsure whether to drop them or keep them raised.

As for the household appliances bought in the morning, they were delivered to the village. Shi Zuixiang and the others signed for them, installing the air conditioners in the two prefabricated houses. The washing machines were moved to Lin Xafan's uncle's house, while televisions, computers, and similar items were temporarily placed beneath the shed frame of the grain-drying ground.

Aside from Lin Xafan killing a federal senator, Xuan Xingzi and the others did the same. In an instant, every single federal senator in the Genesis Planet who had spoken out against Lin Xafan ended up dead at their hands, turning them into executioners in the news.

The moment this thought popped into their heads, their expressions shifted. "The Marquis's wife is dead. Who are you impersonating, and what is your purpose?" With that, the two of them simultaneously moved to attack Yun Hua.

Despite all the generals opposing the expedition to the Giant Wolf Mountain Range, the former Third Prince, Xue Ning, clearly held immense prestige in their hearts. Seeing him stand firm, the commanders naturally had no choice but to obey.

After acting alone, Qingyue summoned Firefeather. Though she didn't know what use Firefeather might have, it could certainly lead the way. After all, while it looked like a chicken, it was a proven fact that it could fly.

Upon taking the Monarch Machine Pill, the white deer felt an instant wave of comfort throughout its entire body. Within just a few breaths, it felt fully recovered.

Once the boy turned on the projector, the scenery of a lakebed was completely projected. The colors of the underwater world appeared just as they were in reality, even showing the flowing water and many large, plump fish swimming about.

"..." The teacher was speechless. Having just warned them not to flirt or chase after boys and girls, the moment they received their tickets, they all began acting lovesick.

They had encountered worker bees, information bees, and a few squads of warrior bees, but they hadn't seen a single drone. Finally, having penetrated deep into the central area, the marines hiding in a cleared-out side room decided to stop and confer.

"Found him, Fei-ge. I'm right at Bai Hongyuan's hometown, and both his parents are still alive. This is great. I'll shoot a short video right now, and you just figure out a way to send it to Bai Hongyuan." It was rare for Wang Lang to string so many sentences together at once.

Immersed in this state, Summer Solstice absorbed all the profound mysteries of the laws without restriction to any particular category—whether it was wind, illusion, space, or others. As long as it could be integrated into his saber technique to make his attacks smoother and more formidable, he naturally unleashed it all.

Should he wait for Sister-in-law Xiuyun to wake up and tell her about going down the mountain to treat Li Ruolan, just to spare her the worry?

Compared to the native living beings within the World of Jin, the potential and comprehension of the powerhouses in the Universe Sea were clearly superior by more than a notch.

Many people deeply regretted lacking brain-chips and interstellar currency, leaving them with no choice but to just look around during their stroll.

With the New Year visiting ritual concluded, Liu Wei applying his formidable memory to bribery was truly using a butcher's knife on a chicken. Although countless people had come, he remembered every single one of them clearly, matching dozens of red envelopes to their respective donors one by one.

Chai Zong was quite dissatisfied with these pure-bloods; this was not the territory of the Blood Tribe, and they could not simply do as they pleased.

Two days flew by in a flash, and the day of the Fengchan ceremony arrived in the blink of an eye. Blood Diamond sat gloomily inside his room, hesitant to step outside.

At Base C, General He had been standing on the rooftop since the moment the spacecraft appeared, gazing out at the eastern sky and waiting in eager anticipation.

Upon hearing this, one of the thugs cast a vigilant look at our group while his other hand felt for his walkie-talkie.

After organizing the two hundred pages of illustrations, the only thing left undrawn was the cover. With so many works lined up side by side, an eye-catching cover was undoubtedly of the utmost importance. This was no difficult task for Du Zihua; he planned to grab a meal before returning to draw it.

Those four guards in black maintained their composure, none of them talking back, yet they simultaneously drew the sabers at their waists.

Among the spectators of the martial arts duel, though there were inevitably some undercover imperial secret agents sent by Zheng Yong and members of the Loyalty Alliance, the majority were simply ordinary guests. Even if some of them had placed bets on Zhao Zhan, they were hardly inclined to treat Han Bing as an enemy or hope for him to be exterminated by the imperial guards.

Even while pinned to the ground, Xin Wunan could not suppress the excitement in his heart, gripping his fists tightly.

Yet upon arriving at the US military base, Han Yun discovered that the number of white-robed men exceeded thirty, and even the orange-embroidered man who had terrified her into submission was not the strongest among them.

Luo Ta's speed gradually decreased until he finally came to a stop. Turning his head to look back, there was no longer any sign of the python in the dense forest.

Fleeing after transforming was also a good option. Protected by El's power, he would not suffer any harm.

Feeling the profound power manifesting within his right eye, Yi Fan smiled faintly. Without rushing to make another breakthrough, he summoned the Black Saber Space and resumed practicing the four major space-吞 (swallowing) pupil techniques.

Intertwined within it was a trace of earthy-yellow gas. Though it looked extremely faint, he managed to capture it nonetheless.

Kesa remained expressionless and unimpressed. What did jeers matter? If time could be turned back, he would definitely fight even harder; conquering the jeers was simple—just deliver the best performance possible.

The Temple of Life somewhat resembled a palace of the lower realms, except that its color scheme was much more pristine, rarely featuring eye-catching red walls and yellow tiles.