Chapter 65

"Old K, you're out of your mind!" Luo Kun roared angrily. Insect blood was corrosive, and getting it in one's eyes would cause blindness.

"Sis, I know!" Liu Ming knew his sister was referring to Lord Wei's medicine, which he didn't need to take at all. He had a god-tier security guard system inside his body, capable of effortlessly executing any function he desired.

"Zhi-ge says she has a way to acquire the grand formation," Zhang Lingyi said. Zhang Dao and Zhang Miao exchanged glances, both harboring lingering doubts.

With a loud clang, Ji Linyun used his greatsword to parry the demonic insect knight's fierce assault, and immediately followed up by swinging the chainsword in his other hand toward the creature.

Even though the Shaolin Temple's mountain gate was spacious, it appeared crammed when blocked by these two groups. After an exchange of polite pleasantries, Zhixin voluntarily stepped aside, inviting everyone into the temple for a detailed discussion.

Over the past few days, Li Chenfeng had already interacted with Senior Uncle Guangshen, knowing that this elder was steady and meticulous in his actions. Although his performance before Guangkun had been acceptable, facing Guangshen's actual examination still inevitably filled him with a trace of tension.

Yumu retreated until he reached the edge of the cave. As Lin Yue unleashed the Ultimate Martial Arts technique, the Jade Maiden Skill sustaining the ice wall actually began to dissipate.

"Yang Du, the grandson of Elder Yang. Among China's incumbent leaders, Elder Yang's authority is second only to the First and Second Leaders. Yang Du holds an extremely prestigious status among Beijing's princelings, ranking third among the Four Young Masters of the Capital," Er Xi replied.

"Am I going to die like this?" thought Duolulu and Duran simultaneously, tightly bound without the slightest gap between them.

"At most a day. We leave in the morning, and we'll definitely be back by evening. Don't worry, we might even be back by noon," Wu Hao smiled and said.

Nor could Su Wei entirely be blamed. As the saying goes, teaching the apprentice starves the master. Often, masters hold back a trick or two when teaching their disciples. Moreover, the cultivation techniques taught to Su Wei by Miracle Doctor Xue only reached the Grandmaster realm, which was why he suspected that the doctor had held something back.

Master Longyin made no attempt to conceal his high regard and appreciation for this disciple. Perhaps he felt that when dealing with someone like Yun Luochen, telling him everything would allow him to cultivate with absolute singleness of purpose.

In theory, calling Kaka's move a dive wouldn't be entirely wrong, but I must emphasize that what Kaka just did is fundamentally different from what we typically understand as a simulation.

Realizing this, Yun Luochen was reluctant to entangle himself here any longer, but he was already riding a tiger and found it hard to dismount. Hijacking a princess of a nation was an unforgivable major crime regardless of the motive.

However, all of them knew that Yang Jiao excelled in weaponry, and the Yang family spear techniques were top-tier martial arts both on the battlefield and in the martial world. The fact that Yang Jiao was not currently using a weapon could already be considered a concession.

The two walked back side by side. Su Pingguo chattered incessantly like Sister Xianglin, resembling an aggressive real estate salesperson desperate to pitch properties to a prospective client, while Li Shuai's thoughts gradually drifted elsewhere.

That way, their two nations would still have hope of eliminating Shangguan Ziyu. If Shangguan Ziyu were already at the half-step Heavenly Realm, who knew when he might break through? Once he did, it would become exceedingly difficult for the two countries to assassinate him.

Even so, the fully charged sword strike Yun Luochen delivered at the end still left a bone-deep gash across his back. Blood spurted out, and Yu Qinxin trembled, letting out a muffled groan as she nearly collapsed to the ground. Yet she stubbornly persevered through the blow and gritted her teeth to continue sprinting forward.

After speaking, Hua Tianyu looked at the ten individuals. Each of them internally assessed their own strength against their respective rankings, and ultimately decided whether or not to issue a challenge.

A hunchbacked old man with a smattering of white hair wore a radiant smile on his face; he hadn't been this happy even during his days in the military.

Gu Jinghuan frowned slightly. He deeply disliked such petty tricks. The opponent's third-rate style lowered his own standing by association. It was akin to a orthodox martial arts disciple with years of formal training being forced to spar with a monkey.

I traveled with the wind to Flowing Ruin Mountain. The flower and wood spirits on the mountain initially dozed in languid slumber, but the birds and beasts rejoiced noisily upon seeing me.

Old Gao the lacquerer had applied paint all his life, yet near the end, he failed to distinguish the smell of tea from that of gasoline. Some said he must have been possessed by a ghost to drink gasoline and still smoke a cigarette, but regardless, the tragedy had ultimately occurred.

"As for those other two-legged beasts wearing pigtails, keeping them around is only courting disaster. Execute the original plan for all of them!" Mo Li said coldly.

Meanwhile, Ling Chen suddenly realized where the faint sense of familiarity he felt upon seeing the King's true face came from... The King's appearance bore a striking resemblance to Qiyue! Only their temperaments were entirely different—one seductive and bewitching, the other icy and arrogant.

Witnessing the Ming military aircraft daring to attack while flying at altitudes of over ten meters dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the U.S. forces.

Shortly thereafter, Immortal Zixu received the news and rushed back, leaving only Daoist Master Zhuo behind to continue monitoring the movements of the Golden Peak Monastery.

Lin Zixuan's foundation in traditional scholarship was mediocre, leaving him nothing to discuss with Liang Qichao; he merely sat through a lecture of admonitions.

He hoped that the military governors of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces would not rashly start a war and would instead resolve their disputes through negotiation.