Chapter 131

The Top Scholar's Abandoned Son's Road to Comeback Xu Bailing 1833 words 2026-04-11 03:57:29

In truth, the reason was quite simple. Mo Fan possessed a system, and all of his spiritual powers and divine abilities originated entirely from it.

The tank's barrel shifted, emitting a long roar toward the sky. The next instant, within Reno's field of vision, several friendly soldiers were blown into pieces. The powerful shockwave of the explosion blasted him several meters away, causing him to crash heavily onto the ground.

Moreover, Underworld Power possessed the cultivation of a Martial Venerable. Even if his cultivation had declined due to the Seven Desolations Demonic Pill, he was still not someone ordinary people could contend with.

It was time. After all, this was a heavily guarded military zone, and staying too long might risk leaving behind traces or exposing flaws.

Lin Chen nodded with satisfaction. This Heaven-Deriving Ancient Sword had now recovered quite a bit of its spiritual energy; even against a fifth-tier Earth Realm cultivator, he stood a complete chance of killing them.

The residence where Lin Chen stayed was tranquil and secluded. It was not until the sounds of air-piercing whistles and a few shouts echoed from the outside that the peace of the place was broken.

Even if his lungs were bursting with breath, he dared not voice it. He was terrified that this fierce tomboy might pull off some even more absurd stunt. Over the past two days, he had finally managed to recover a bit, and the painful sensation down there was just starting to show signs of improvement.

Some fellows who gained courage from alcohol, however, were not so well-behaved. Chen Feng and Zhong Yingying had just sat down and ordered a hot pot. To their surprise, before the hot pot had even been served, someone already impatiently came over to flirt with Zhong Yingying.

"I told you, I am just a passerby, forcibly dragged over by you people. I haven't even asked who you are yet!" Poison Bee was exceptionally smooth at spinning lies.

The voice rolled down from the sky. Among the endless ranks of defending soldiers within the city, thousands of robust men stepped forward. Behind them, wings intertwining in black and white manifested, and fierce auras swept across all directions.

"Thank you!" Chu Xiaowei got into the car in silence, finally whispering her gratitude to Gu Fan before stepping inside.

Hearing this, Guo Dafang seemed to vaguely understand something. Using paper bonds as a form of currency to pay tribute to the imperial court did indeed create a withdrawal mechanism. Yet, it was undeniable that this method was extremely crude and completely incapable of circulating in the market—meaning it could not become money in the true sense of the word.

"Using the power of the Heavenly Dao's origin can temporarily help discern the direction," the shrine's spirit suddenly reminded at this moment.

At this moment, her direction was heading straight toward the railing at the stairwell, making it very easy for her to fall from upstairs.

"Making a mistake? I don't make mistakes! It's just that he doesn't know what's good for him!" Mo Xiyao remained nonchalant regarding the words of her bosom friend, but Wan Caini's subsequent remarks left her somewhat dazed.

Su Ying rested her head against his chest, feeling the warmth radiating from him. Large teardrops fell from her cheeks, yet she did not let out a single sob, simply and silently letting her tears flow.

During the battle against the wolf-beasts on the fifty-first floor of the teaching building, Shangguan Tianlong had once used magic to create a stone golem. However, the one before their eyes was five times larger.

Huikong smiled bitterly. Things had already reached this point, and there was no way to change anything anymore. Engaging in clumsy concealment would only bring him needless suffering with no other effect.

This already exceeded the scope of a new disciple's capabilities. Unless absolutely necessary, Xu Jianzhou, out of sheer caution, would never agree to it.

"Haotian!" Dong Xinyu grew extremely anxious, glaring fiercely at the tier-three evolver. "If you dare to touch him again, I guarantee you will die a miserable death."

Situ Kong shrugged. "No, but don't worry, she was picked up by another gathering place and is very safe."

Just a minute ago, he had told him to get to the point. When he directly stated the point, this fellow interrupted him again—what was the meaning of that?

I bit my lip, unwilling to engage with him. I only felt a heavy ache, as if a massive boulder was lodged in my chest.

Suddenly, the three-colored stars in the sky trembled violently, the entire space rumbled, and streams of three-colored starlight cast downward.

She slowly moved her steps, her body rigid, attempting to pretend she hadn't heard. Just as she was about to take a step, that cold voice sounded behind her once more.

The sword was named Flowing Water. Although it could not be considered a divine weapon, overall it was still a fine sword, perfectly competent for battles in the Sensing Realm and the Deity Transformation Realm.

At that moment, at the rear of the fleet, a massive mutant sea beast emerged from the water and lunged with open jaws to devour a vessel. Several figures rushed out, transforming into bizarre half-human, half-beast forms to beat back the mutant beast.

The White Luan Great Demon unleashed a powerful wind-and-snow demon domain, with howling gales and driving snow falling densely, resembling the arrival of a harsh winter.

The gastroenterology doctors watched Wang彦超 (Wang Yanchao) look at Ye Xiu with such excitement, his expression overflowing with pride and arrogance, his face carrying undisguised admiration and praise. In their hearts, each of them could not help but emit a cold snort, a flash of disdain and contempt crossing their faces.

"Lingku, are they truly your disciples?" asked the middle-aged man named Guixu.

"I am unwilling to be manipulated by the Starks. But I must be responsible for my people. These seeds were earned by my Orcs, and they should be used by my Orcs. The Trolls didn't pass the Starks' review, and there is no reason for them to seize the seeds belonging to my Orcs!" Chahada said.

Being able to pass the provincial imperial examination this time was already an unexpected surprise among surprises; whether he could pass the metropolitan examination, he had no idea either.

Ao Ze naturally heard that sound and, without a second word, retreated silently into the darkness toward the rear.