63 Crisis

"Twenty moves? A good-for-nothing country bumpkin who has severed all ties with heaven and earth—I only need ten moves to effortlessly crush him to death with a single palm strike," said the person who looked identical to Xia Ze with a smile.

Dai Wei nodded. As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the core area of East Dragon Island. There, an elderly man with white beard was already waiting for Dai Wei's arrival.

Alex seemed to have been in a standoff with Samson earlier, and judging by the current situation, those people genuinely harbored murderous intent toward Lu Changge.

After acquiring the Black Pearl, Davis had the shipwrights and sailors dispatched by the Ten Thousand Gold Chamber of Commerce arrive one after another. Together with the twenty crew members assigned by the shipyard boss, they already had enough manpower to handle this behemoth.

"Of course! Look at who we're talking about—that's the strongest defense in the entire league of academies. With such a resounding title, how could they not have massive clout?" Another cadet immediately chimed in.

Hua Qingyu's face was as dark as charcoal. He knew there was a high probability he would lose, but he never expected to lose so miserably.

The giant eagle let out a few harsh cries, seemingly carrying a hint of mockery. Seeing that Ye Lingfeng did not take the snake gall, it stared at Ye Lingfeng for a moment, then cried out a couple of times, shook its head, and motioned for Ye Lingfeng to follow it. Ye Lingfeng smiled faintly, his heart stirring slightly as he followed the giant eagle deep into the valley.

When Fang Shaoyun rounded another corner, he saw the wreck of the MCS James Macallan right in front of him.

Seeing a commotion ahead, Xia Ze and the others looked closely and saw four or five men wearing felt hats and robes, continuously swinging axes to hack at an aged camphor tree.

Unexpectedly, after slaying dozens of soldiers in succession with offensive spells, Wei Yuhan charged toward a certain hill in the distance.

Before Shi Kai could finish speaking, the Battle King vanished right where he stood. The spot where the Battle King had just been flickered with distortion before rapidly returning to its original state.

Did even need to ask? He didn't even need to imagine how terrible he must have looked just now—how could such a photo ever be allowed to leak out?

I resolutely stood up, calmly swept my gaze across the surroundings, and then I spotted a corpulent figure squatting on the ground, sobbing softly.

We saw it up there earlier, and there's no telling how many such ice pits exist above the ice curtain. Since we've already seen this coffin, we might as well dig out the corpse of the sect master beneath the ice and see what information might be contained within his coffin.

Seeing the hair ornament, everyone's expressions varied. However, everyone knew very well what it meant, and they lowered their heads even further.

Cui Min and the others left the city for the purpose of hunting down stray soldiers and scouting enemy movements, not to fight the main enemy force. More than five hundred local braves, men and horses alike, had to hide among the pile of rocks on the mountaintop, waiting for the enemy to pass before moving on.

After examining the entire room, Wang Dong felt a sense of dullness. Finding a random chair to sit on, he took out the spirit crossbow and spirit bolts he had seized not long ago and placed them on the table. Within a short moment, he had disassembled the spirit crossbow, carefully inspecting every single dismantled piece before reassembling it again.

All morning, what surprised Hang Yi quite a bit was that nothing particularly unusual happened in the class, nor did anyone talk about yesterday's events—everyone attended classes and took breaks just like any ordinary day, as if nothing had happened at all. He couldn't figure out what kind of situation this was, but a faint sense of unease lingered in his heart.

The ordinary zombies around swarmed forward, beginning to scramble for these pieces of flesh and frantically shoving them into their own mouths.

Liu Xiaoguang couldn't help but tremble all over. He hadn't expected Li Mengmeng to express herself in such a manner, and cast a reproachful glare at her.

The four of us walked back together under the moonlight. Li Baige and Wang Yongwei walked in front, while Tian Xin and I walked behind. Throughout the journey, their interactions never stopped.

From the "Nantian Gate" here to the mountaintop, there was still some distance to go, but the slope was no longer as steep as the ascent just now.

I thought to myself, indeed, who could ever imagine that one's partner would be swindled the moment they entered the city! Could it be that Changqing still wanted Wanhua to keep the child? If not, why didn't she have the surgery done in time?

Liu Xiaoguang felt a ache in his nose, and tears of agitation welled up in his eyes. Wasn't this song resonating deep within his own heart as well?

As for other cadres who might have been involved in this matter, they were even more likely to be utterly ruined by this single blow.

Several more martial artists failed to dodge in time and were slashed by the razor-sharp edges of the sword chains, turning into a torrential downpour of blood.

However, Mo An'an was right: City A was surrounded by mountains on three sides, and trying to find Mo Chengjie was simply like searching for a needle in a ocean.

Since I was back, I had to take part in productive labor. Therefore, that very afternoon, I picked up the ox whip and started doing my old job: herding cattle.

As Feng Yuerong's servant, Chu Feng had to ensure Feng Yuerong's absolute safety without a single mishap.

Oh no, oh no. Will there be any consequences if it gets swallowed just like this? Probably not, right? My hair's energy should melt and disappear inside after it's exhausted... right?

The arc slash focused entirely on speed, agility, and accuracy. Under conditions where physical strength was low and combat techniques were not overpowering, landing a strike on a vital point was often far more effective than engaging in a frantic brawl, yielding high practical results.

As for Cao Peng's side, there was simply no other way. The tattoo artist's consent made Cao Peng instantly feel that his plan was about to fall through.

Likewise, Feng Yuerong had also consumed quite a bit. Although she looked unsteady and her speech was somewhat slurred, this was all intentional on Feng Yuerong's part, solely to get Zhang Tianfu drunk so she could pry some information out of him.

A successful challenge? Cun Xin'er and Jia Binglan instantly perked up. Just looking at the rules showed how difficult the trial on the third floor was. Anyone capable of successfully completing the challenge would definitely secure a spot among the top ten newcomers.

Lin Zhengying knew this as well, so he asked Lin Zhiting to arrange two students with superior strength to join Yang Bian's team.

After the four of them stood up, only Yi Xuan and the other person were left unable to leave, having no idea how long they would have to wait for a full group of ten to form again. Yi Xuan was just about to kick up a fuss when he was forcefully held down by Ji Yangqiu, who secretly shook his head to signal him to let the matter drop and keep the peace. Yi Xuan could only close his eyes, bow his head, and forcefully endure it.

Cao Peng had not told a single soul about going to Xinjiang Province, with only a few people like He Yan and Zhao Wuji knowing about it.

However, this city had experienced many such grand spectacles before, and its residents possessed relatively strong combat capabilities within the Heavenly Abyss. Therefore, in handling various affairs within the city, although they were certainly a far cry from being watertight, at least it would not trigger widespread chaos or panic.