Volume 1, Chapter 71: Even Tang Monk Would Vow Three Lifetimes to Her

Thinking that Mao Dahua had merely given up on a single round of confrontation, they never expected that he would forfeit the entire match. In the military, voluntarily conceding defeat was hardly a glorious thing. To make matters worse, his credibility among the soldiers would inevitably take a significant hit.

So far, the Second Platoon had fought six battles and won all six, accumulating a total of eleven points and temporarily ranking first among the nine platoons.

Before he could finish speaking, a sudden wave churned in his stomach. Chen Ming instantly scrambled and tumbled into the restroom, hugging the toilet bowl and vomiting violently. After mustering all his strength to heave out some bitter, yellowish bile,

Ma Dingdang used her spiritual power to make the sword shrink back. That soul-stirring aura vanished instantly, restrained to the absolute extreme.

"What's wrong?" Xu Moqiu hadn't fallen asleep yet to begin with. Jolted by her push, all her sleepiness vanished in an instant, and she rolled over to sit up.

Seeing that the strange figure before him spoke in a gentle tone, the shepherd's initial fear subsided slightly as he tremblingly raised a finger toward the road ahead.

Having been banished to the culinary vanguard for over half a year, Cheng Yaojin naturally held some resentment in his heart. Hearing Guo Zixuan put it this way, he immediately felt that Guo Zixuan made complete sense.

With that, the young man walked past Yu Tian, though at that moment, he instinctively turned his head to glance at Yu Tian.

Of course, he wouldn't tell Wang Feng this; people like him needed to be intimidated and kept in check, otherwise they would be completely unmanageable.

At this moment, his heart was filled with hope. He knew he was not truly himself, but he had never found a direction to pursue. If Donghuang Taiji could provide even a sliver of a clue right now, that would be wonderful.

Based on this alone, Chen Guang could be considered half a family member to him, and he would seriously consider any request Chen Guang might make.

However, there was one thing they didn't need to worry about: they likely wouldn't run into any other God-Kings who had entered to seek fortuitous opportunities.

"Host?" Seeing no reaction from Gu Ling, 017 called out again, eagerly hoping for some response from her.

"???" Si Qichuan only felt that Gu Ling's gaze toward him was growing increasingly disdainful, as if she wanted to toss him and this glass of milk out of the banquet venue together. That simply had to be his imagination.

Although the strength of both sides was evenly matched, Southern University ultimately won the match by a margin of two points.

Lin Zhou's tone carried a hint of apology. He looked at Gu Ling, and upon seeing her frown, he immediately shook his head with a bitter smile, realizing he must have lost his mind.

Yet the minds of everyone present were shaken into a sudden ease as they saw a procession of supreme powerhouses stepping through the void toward them. The overpowering and peerless murderous aura emanating from their bodies caused the people in the void to instinctively clear a path for them.

However, there was no need to do that anymore. The secret that they had failed to obtain despite expending so much effort and enduring so much hardship had now been acquired unexpectedly and effortlessly.

However, that flame was simply too terrifying. Even while it was still suspended in mid-air, he could already feel an intensely scorching heat.

Liu Fan's voice came from behind. Apparently, Liu Fan and Yuan Jiang had also received the news and rushed to the scene, forcing their romantic Christmas Eve date to an abrupt halt.

After finishing, Qiao Mingjin glanced back at the basket for the eggs. It was empty. It seemed eggs really sold quite well.

Noble Lady Die bowed in gratitude, smoothed down her skirt, and sat down, adjusting the colorful embroidered sash on her shoulder so that it draped gracefully to her feet.

Tang Ning's condition was very bad. Helan Chiyan gritted his teeth and remained silent, making Li Zhan extremely anxious.

Ling Xuan could not help a surge of joy. According to the Wuxian Manual, he knew he had finally stepped into the realm of 'Divine Clarity'.

Only by experiencing things oneself can one better understand the sufferings of others. Furthermore, only when you treat others well will they treat you well in return.

"Could it be that Brother He does not trust the scholar I retained for the Left General?" Zhu Ze asked with a cold gleam in his eyes.

It was over. Fuli was indeed here to ruin her plans. This fellow—this fellow simply couldn't bear to see her do well! A fine opportunity to become a registered disciple of Master Guo had just gone down the drain.

Although it was merely a side hall, to Lingxi, it was a supreme honor. Because Yongshou had once been the former residence of Empress Dowager Xiaohe, and over the past six years, not a single concubine had been able to live in it.

Tang Wei bit her lip and stole a glance at the man, only to find him wearing a gloomy expression, his deep eyes locked onto her.

Yang Ruji said, "Tell me about it, and let's see if it's something I can handle. As for your master, I will go and reason with her; she is the one who wronged you." Though she sympathized with Ji Xiaofu, she knew the matter was sensitive.

Wang Ran's brow twitched. In that very instant, a dark shadow had flashed by, and the plump chicken he had spent half a day preparing was now inexplicably half-gone.

Zhu Xian's anger still unappeased, he grabbed Wang Kai by the hair, hoisted him high into the air, and threw another fierce punch straight at Wang Kai's chest.

Su Yan was utterly bewildered, unable to understand how a pleasant conversation could have taken such a sudden turn.

The fire dragon charged straight toward the man, yet the man showed not the slightest trace of fear, striking down fiercely at the incoming dragon. Wang Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze extremely grave as the man burst directly out of the flames, his palms seemingly covered by a thin membrane, appearing completely unharmed.

His realm in the sword path far surpassed Bai Yun's by an incalculable margin; his comprehension of the sword had reached a miraculous and unfathomable degree.

Li Guangzheng had already made his move as well. Seeing him slam both hands against the ground, a thick spike of earth shot straight toward the two fiends.

Yu Lianzhou entered meditative trance for three full days. Three days later, his hundreds of meridians suddenly cleared, the scorching heat dissipated, and a warm current rose from his dantian to course through his entire body. The fourteen spiritual channels across his frame began to vibrate in succession—initially extremely faint, the amplitude of the vibration grew progressively larger until he felt as though all the dark, ashen impurities were being shaken off together.