Chapter 55: Victory in Battle

Only the last member of the blocking squad remained—Player 1128.
Su Ya and Yu Zhu charged toward him at top speed, the former wielding the Sacred Hardware Hammer and the latter gripping a long saber.
The berserk potion boosted not only their physical attributes, but also their courage.
Sensing the approaching enemies, Player 1128 sidestepped and delivered a roundhouse kick that knocked Chi Fei to the ground, then used the momentum to evade Yu Zhu's attack while throwing a punch straight at Su Ya.
"I certainly don't hold back against women..."

Tian Suyang put on a calm front as she held the box and opened it, revealing three black fruits resting quietly in the center.
Unlike the dinner Mr. Xu had hosted for Gu Jingchen a few days ago, today's gathering was a genuine Hongmen Banquet—a trap designed to drink Gu Jingchen under the table.

The gloom of recent days had long since stoked a raging fire in Zhang Zheng's heart. His original plan was to drag things out day by day, believing that when the military situation grew tense, they would eventually find a use for him.

The Longevity Skill placed great demands on one's environment and state of mind; it was not a technique one could casually practice. In his daily routine, he still adhered to the Yin-Yang Sect's fundamental foundation-building technique, the Union of Yin and Yang.

Bring up any single field, and Chen Qiu's value would already exceed one hundred million. Combined with his face, transforming him into an entertainment superstar was entirely possible, and the earnings would be even greater by then.

His experiences and knowledge were far too shallow; the perils of Northern Cliff Mountain were beyond his comprehension, an insurmountable existence that he could never hope to conquer.

Ultimately, resources were squandered recklessly, and various devastating weapons of destruction gradually pushed everything back to the brink of annihilation.

Inside the operations room of the Fourteenth Air Force, several temporary operational staff members acting as instructors were frantically simulating the current battlefield situation. More than a dozen localized battles had already broken out, meaning that over ten groups of Japanese troops heading toward assembly points had been discovered.

Su Muyan coughed awkwardly, mindful of the fact that the two of them sleeping in separate rooms was something outsiders must never discover.

The Battle of Fangchenggang was of paramount importance. Bai Chongxi had staked all his resources and placed his entire bet right here, and the Japanese understood this as well. Consequently, before launching their assault on Fangchenggang, the Japanese uncharacteristically began a period of regrouping. In Bai Chongxi's view, this respite would certainly not last long—at most a single day, or perhaps even just half a day.

"Earth Deity, you said the Banana Palm-Leaf Fan could extinguish the fires of the Flaming Mountains. Why is it that when I fan it, the fire not only fails to go out, but instead burns even more fiercely? What kind of logic is this?" asked Sun Wukong.

He teleported away. A distance of three thousand zhang was enough for him to easily evade the netherworld's Three Lives Slash. Yet the moment he materialized from the teleportation, a flash of sword light greeted his eyes.

Lin Yujing was so furious his nose was practically crooked. Just take a slash? For crying out loud, why don't you go let someone take a slash at you, you bastard? Abusing your power for personal gain and shielding criminals—I'll make sure you regret this dearly.

Ah Ci had also dismissed the idea of studying piano at the conservatory. Her original purpose in going to Lifeng Conservatory of Music was merely to gather information about Wei Ming, but now she had no desire whatsoever to hear any news concerning Yu Fengmin.

Xu Haoyuan rushed flustered into the kitchen to find Zeng Fangfang preparing dinner, the chopping board covered in minced, bright red meat.

Through the mythical magic mirror, he projected that the Illusory Void Demonic Serpent actually ignored the other Patriarchs of the Heavenly Sound Sect and continued lunging straight toward his direction.

Without delay, Daoist Wugui instructed two boys to guard the gates, then, just as he had done the first time, journeyed alone toward the chaotic depths beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

By nine o'clock in the evening, they grabbed a bite to eat. Once the two police officers returned, everyone gathered around the coffin and raised their flashlights. Armed with an electric saw, Lin Jinjin began cutting through the iron chains wrapped tightly around the casket.

Yan Nuo swallowed hard, secretly telling herself that she must not continue "discussing" this bizarre topic with Feng Qi any further. She released her grip on the stool, took two steps back, and activated a spell formation right at her feet.