Chapter 65 (Part 1)

[Artes Marciais] Me Dedico ao Vale Stardew, mas Desfruto da Liberdade do Mundo Marcial Sanmanzi 1907 words 2026-08-05 03:13:42

I glanced over, catching sight of neither Song Rong nor Lu Li. When I tried to look closer, a middle-aged man with a fine figure and a physique maintained like that of a youth blocked my view.

"Now that you're here, stop being stubborn. Let's go, let's go. I've been wanting to try this place for ages. They say the owner here knows everything—is that true?" Eagle Eye said.

To be honest, Wu Xiaomeng's sudden entrance startled Lin Feng as well. At that moment, he held a tampon in one hand while staring at Wu Xiaomeng.

The torrential rain was still pouring down, countless raindrops completely soaking through Els's hair and clothes. Droplets rolled down his cheeks, but immersed in everything he had just experienced, Els had no spare attention to give. His mind was completely filled with the events he had just lived through in that world.

Hearing this, Yan Xi on the stage instantly turned bright red. She looked toward Murong Xian in the audience, pointing a finger at Lin Yu and sputtering "You..." for a long time.

After all, nothing is unstoppable once a scoundrel gains knowledge, and with him combining wizardry and technology, who could possibly hold him back?

I once saw the Lord of Clear Frost City, Murong Ping, practice a Blood-Transforming Demonic Art extremely similar to the cultivation technique you use. Just like you, he could control numerous threads of blood to absorb people's vital essence, and he could even transform into a blood pupa state.

Lin Yu felt a severe headache coming on at these words, but upon second thought, for the events of yesterday evening to spread throughout the entire sect by today, nine times out of ten it was intentionally orchestrated by Elder Huang. Yet he only had a single meeting with this Elder Huang, and their statuses were worlds apart. To suddenly bestow such a massive favor upon him was truly worth pondering.

When Lin Feng emerged from the arena, it was already past eleven o'clock at night. The lights were dim and twinkling, while the game played Vae's "A Thousand Baits". As the internet's most acclaimed musical genius of the current era, his emotional rendering was matchless.

They still did not know that Yan Kehan had actually found some evidence pointing toward Yu He, but it was far too scant. Moreover, Yu He's methods were so secretive that Yan Kehan simply could not trace him, nor did he possess sufficient evidence to press charges.

Zixiang kept shaking his head. Why were these people so hopeless? What would become of the motherland's future? The morning sun of eight or nine o'clock was already half-withered; if some foreign country were to attack, China would be completely finished. More importantly, his dream of founding the Black Dragon Star had been thoroughly shattered.

"No way." Suddenly, the killing intent radiating from 'Dragon Mother' and Long Zhong condensed into tangible reality.

"Hello, let me introduce myself. My name is Zhou Miao," he said, walking over to Ziyue's side and pulling out a chair to sit down. "Boss, a bowl of noodles for each of us." He curled the corners of his mouth into a smile as he looked at Zixiang.

Yet Ye Feng paid it no mind, nonchalantly applying the black liquid produced by soaking the Black Jade Intermittent Ointment onto his body, followed by the Acacia Ointment in the exact same manner. Afterward, he closed his eyes once again, sensing the medicinal power surging within his body.

As the light barrier dissipated, everyone felt a fierce, tragic aura wash over them head-on.

"Hiss... Ow, damn it... That hurts so much... How come the building I crashed into this time feels even harder than the ones in the Lightning Clan territory?" Gaia grimaced, clutching his waist as he stood up.

"The Jin family has tangled themselves up with the faction that tried to assassinate your old commander, and you still want to protect them?" Elder Huang said indifferently.

Icy's words seemed to trigger some sort of restriction, causing the Cold Spirit Fruit Tree on the white platform to suddenly burst with brilliant white light. The entire ice-blue space was dyed pure white.

Zilong, Murong Yichen, Qi Wu, Zhao Kun, and Qin Mo looked at one another. Their analysis led them to one conclusion: this was all planned! Just this afternoon, the cameras had broken down inexplicably, and Guo Nianfei had vanished without a trace.

Several servants standing in the hall were so terrified by Zhu Ge's towering rage that they could not help trembling all over.

However, the naturally proud Zhuo Yiyi looked down on this fellow. Putting aside superficial judgments based on appearance, this Hu Feng guy was genuinely unattractive—he had triangular eyes and a pockmarked face. If an ordinary girl were in her shoes, surely no one would ever fancy him.

Therefore, while Zhang Fan was still fretting over how to enter the city, he discovered that the guards at the city gate charged him no entry tax whatsoever. Instead, they said with utmost respect, "My lord, please enter." It was as if he had performed some remarkable, glorious deed, and everyone treated him with profound deference—no, reverence rather than mere respect.

Xiao Tianci, as the city lord, had completely turned into a hands-off manager, wandering around here and looking there day in and day out. It was not until a system notification popped up that he realized his prestige points had quietly reached one hundred and fifty, allowing him to perform another summoning.

"Patriarch, it's not that I don't want to step up, it's mainly because his strength is too weak. Of course, that's just one reason. Secondly, this isn't the Nine Academies Storm Tournament; going up without any reason or reward—I'm certainly not that foolish!" Ye Ming said with a smile as he looked at Ye Zhengtang.

With a muffled "thud," the black-robed priest's protective black light shield finally shattered into pieces after neutralizing Rock's golden snake-like shockwave.

"What's wrong? Did you run into some trouble?" After lunch, Qiao Ling'er saw Zhang Fan's worried expression and could not help asking softly.

"Well then, let General Zhang make the arrangements for this matter. Whatever is needed, Lord Xiao and I will certainly give our full cooperation," Tian Feng finally nodded, finalizing the plan.

Even without understanding the ways of officialdom, Xie Jun understood that today's visit was meant to 'extend an olive branch'. The so-called getting acquainted was simply a desire to establish a connection with him for the sake of future developments.