Chapter 140: The Name Liu Feng

"Who was injured? Could it be that Yun Sheng was defeated?"
"How is that possible? I suspect that Liu Feng is the one who was beaten."
"Exactly, I don't think Liu Feng could have withstood two moves from Yun Sheng."
Because the stage had been shattered by the force of their clash, the scene remained shrouded in dust. Those below could not yet see the situation on the platform, but based on their intuition, they felt that Liu Feng must have been the one to fall.
"Do these people really think that Liu Feng relied entirely on luck to win the Four Nations Alliance Tournament?"
"Hmph! They probably assume that since Liu Feng hasn't been in the academy for long, it's impossible for him to possess such formidable strength."
"Right! If he..."
In truth, Old Madam Su had never said such a thing, but at this moment, Haitang could not afford to worry about that; she would just use it as a shield for now.
The drug lord and his core subordinates were in the middle of a meeting when they heard the gunfire. They immediately grew alert, grabbed their weapons, and sought cover to assess the situation outside.
The herbs were growing well and would be ready for harvest in just a few days. Each harvest could fetch about a tael of silver.

Since the land was directly approved by Nanyang Prefecture and the destruction was caused by the Tiangong Workshop in Gu City, several prestigious local families, such as the Zong family, were also involved in the investment.
The saying that military men treat dignity as life only applies when dealing with outsiders; within the internal circles, shamelessness and haphazardly claiming seniority are the norm.
For this world, this was undoubtedly the most highly classified code. Moreover, such a lengthy message would inevitably reveal its true nature if there were even the slightest hesitation or change in tone.
Chu Jin did not care about this younger sister; in fact, she felt that paying her any attention was a waste of time and energy. She had plenty of things to attend to and no spare time for someone with whom she shared no emotional bond.
Wu Wei clearly loved his great-grandson dearly and was not truly angry. He had intended to lecture him further, but seeing the boy's vibrant, youthful spirit, he was momentarily taken aback.
Ji Jue felt an invisible ripple spread from the driver's seat. Then, the surrounding light dimmed slightly, and the two vehicles traveling through the ruined streets became blurred and indistinct within the ripple, as if they had dissolved into the gloomy city.
Li Bailong stared at the congealed blood on Master Bai's fingertips and, lowering his voice, spoke to him with a mocking, snide tone.
Watching the first creation of his master-level culinary skills about to emerge from the oven, Li Tian felt immense satisfaction.
Tang Jinyu patted the dog's head and noticed the husky's eyes drifting toward Haimei. She couldn't help but beam, waving at Haimei, who trotted over, wagging her tail, and lay down beside her, opening its large mouth to playfully pretend to bite her wrist.
"Gluttony" Batin Kates laughed like a madman, looking as smug as if he had finally caught a fox by the tail.

Adhering to the philosophy of "think it, then do it," Su Mu did not hesitate to channel his magic, discreetly casting an earth-element spell.
What did this imply? It meant that Li Tian was very likely aware of it as well. If Li Tian knew, he dared not imagine the consequences.
Besides, how could Yin Qiao be wearing embroidery patterns personally drawn by Mu Qingyan’s mother? Changning immediately recalled that batch of Liaodong tribute satin from years ago.
On this storm-tossed island, strange landscapes appeared from time to time—legendary sights that could not be understood by ordinary people.
Half of the plagiarists held this view, and those who were ignorant were even more proud. The national sentiment for animation is still very strong; otherwise, even with such a poor domestic animation market, people would not still be jumping in without hesitation.
That much is true. Although Tang Jie had a string of flaws—cunning, greedy, and prone to swindling—the one thing he was not was a deadbeat. Whatever he promised, he generally fulfilled.
Real Madrid launched an attack. At this moment, the Barcelona players were in high spirits, all thinking only of offense. They wanted to score one more goal; with one more, they would be fine, and with one more, they would secure final victory.
The Qijue Sect did not know this, so after plotting against Tang Jie, they changed their minds and helped him salvage his Golden Body.