Volume One, Chapter 32: Enemies Cross Paths Again

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Yang Lige realized his position had been compromised and immediately chose to retreat; remaining any longer would clearly be ill-advised.
After being led on a wild goose chase, Diao Zhatian felt helpless, but what could he do? If a fool’s dog bites you, do you bite back? All you can do is curse your bad luck and continue fighting the boss.
"Ugh," I held my forehead, my head throbbing as if pierced by needles. The burning sensation throughout my body showed no signs of subsiding.
Yang Lige waited until his accessories were off cooldown, but the cavalry never arrived. A fight suddenly broke out in the top lane. The Trundle was killed by a combination of Ekko and Hecarim. Although Trundle was a bit of a counter to Ekko, by now, even with a disadvantage, Ekko was able to defend perfectly.
"Zhang Tie, Xu Chang, I’ll leave this fish to you. If any changes occur, hurry to the consignment shop and find the Dragon King of the West Sea." Since the Dragon King of the West Sea had set me up once, I had to return the favor.
In the previous game, Li Shigao had no friendship with Lin Qingshuang. The reason he knew her was because he had made a bet with Chen Han on whether he could touch the "big white rabbits" of the top player, Lin Qingshuang. Li Shigao won in the end, though he had forgotten what the stakes were.
This incident took place in ancient times. The master also suffered from mania and had a passion for crafting all sorts of things.
[Death Rend] Active Skill: Consumes ten mana per attack upon activation; attacks carry a rending damage effect. Requirement: Melee class; Level requirement: None.
Who was this mysterious transcendent standing with his back to the recorder? How could he beat a Void-Refining Realm cultivator into total submission?
It should be around eight o'clock in the morning outside. Clouds and mist churned above Immortal Valley. Looking past the mist, one could see that the dredging of Immortal Lake was complete, the embankments and shores were renovated, and the Sun, Moon, and Star Lake had been stocked with fish.
The formation on the machine was brilliant, but the machine itself was made of ordinary metal. If operated at high speeds for long periods, the wear and tear would be severe, and the quality of the products would suffer slightly.
If this young man truly came from that desolate continent, then even if his level appeared inferior to Zhao Yunfei’s on the surface, what about his hidden strength?

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Without the protection of the Void Power, Yang Lingxiu was like someone stripped bare, completely lacking the shelter of his clothes.
As soon as the claw radiance touched the light screen, it shattered the barrier instantly, failing to block the strike, and dissipated into specks of spiritual light.
The Snow Spirit Beast heard the sound and jumped for joy, though its severe injuries prevented any overly vigorous movement. It stopped and let out a series of roars, echoing back and forth with the other side.
"Of course. You were born of her; no one knows a son better than his mother. She also said that if you don't go to find her, it shows your lack of vision, and you aren't worthy of being her son," Gusu Qing said calmly.
Wearing the Demon Armor added a sense of intimidation to the Dharma-Extinguishing Demon Statue, but it was covered in cracks and looked rather absurd—after all, it was just a patchwork creation.
"Not necessarily; this rogue cultivator just killed two disciples from the Kuiyue Monastery..." another sect disciple said.
"Teacher Teng, welcome!" A man with shoulder-length hair and a full beard walked out of the elevator. He was a kind man, often seen in the major media—it was the King of Chinese Pop, Teng Jiade, followed closely by his assistant.
There was an even more serious problem: by October, the weather on the dam would be freezing, so staying there would be worse than just staying in one's hometown.
Releasing a mobile game meant being restricted by mobile manufacturers. Lin Di suddenly realized that the System’s insistence that he never cooperate with any third party was a very wise choice.
Walking into the banquet hall without obstruction, Ye Yingfan was led by staff to a table in the center of the front row. Further ahead was a raised stage equipped with lights, microphones, and other gear; it seemed the protagonist would have to say a few words later.
"Yes, my lord, I am not tired. You don't need to worry about me," Tie Niu said, wiping beads of sweat from his forehead, gritting his teeth to endure the pain despite his wounds.
In this way, the Exquisite Jade Orbs could easily be scattered across the world to possess people with peculiar fates. Zhang Zhishi waited patiently above An City, breathing a sigh of relief only after all the jade orbs had infiltrated the diplomatic mission; a heavy burden was finally lifted from his mind.

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The deafening sound forced Su Ge to steady Yue Xueyi, who had nearly fallen, and he took the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. The sky above the castle poured down like mercury, and the fatty suddenly noticed that the ancient castle before him seemed to have been renovated, radiating a silver luster.
Even Future-Self was stunned. It was one thing for Ultraman Windam's beam to fail, but this was Mebius's ultimate move, and yet it was swatted away by the tongues of two Dinozaurs.
Sigh... that cute marshmallow should pray for its own luck. Being with this erupting ice volcano, if it doesn't get burned, it will surely freeze to death. I pity it for a second.
The other cultivators in the city who received the news flocked to the Death Arena. The tens of thousands of seats were filled in less than half an hour, making the City Lord’s mansion, which controlled the arena, a fortune. The casino next to the entrance quickly set up betting tables, attracting countless cultivators to place their wagers.
The coexistence of three different types of true qi was, in the eyes of others, an incredible miracle, but Ye Yingfan could neither be surprised nor happy about it.
Pang Lan didn't expect Su Ge to be so anxious; he guessed it might be because the fatty was in a rush to return to Kosman City to find his wife.
The reborn powerhouse of the Ancient Holy Light race, who was fiercely attacking Yue Wan'er, suddenly sensed danger approaching rapidly from behind and hurriedly fired a beam of holy light backward.
Lin Hao cursed inwardly while pondering a countermeasure. He wondered, if the lightning-wielding old man and the "Wolverine" from earlier were super-soldiers created by genetic modification just like in the movies, where did this eight-armed freak come from?
"Hey, hey, hey! That was some good advice, but why does it sound so awkward when I hear it?" The Giant Spirit God was displeased and spoke up to defend himself. After all, Hua Tianjiao would become his colleague once she went to the Heavenly Realm; he should try to use kind words if he could, rather than resorting to force.