Chapter 59: Watching the Fire from the Other Side

It was not until Su Jingrou finished and returned to the side of Chen Qingdi that thunderous applause erupted across the venue. Not only did it uninhibitedly flaunt an air of contempt, but it also shattered the space around Shen Qiang into countless fragments. That dazzling sword strike resembled a shooting star flashing across the horizon, carrying an unspeakably magnificent beauty amidst the bone-chilling murderous intent.

"Although all offensive methods are currently unusable, searching is still possible." As the voice faded, the light on the sphere grew a bit brighter.

According to the standards of the Medical Saint's heritage, the so-called divine grade praised in the world of cultivation was merely the initial formation of the elixir. Chu Xiaotian's standard was obviously lacking, completely unworthy of evaluation.

At this thought, not only did Zhuge Liang's expression tighten abruptly, but even Long Ye's heart sank heavily.

This giant wing possessed two special areas—precisely the two storm zones that had almost blown Wang Yu up to the top at that time.

In this clash, Lin Bu suffered a crushing defeat, but upon returning, he would undoubtedly make tremendous progress, as this encounter was enough to expose many issues for him. The next time they met, he would be another entirely formidable existence.

After replacing the ammunition belt of the RPK light machine gun, Ye Fei switched to his pistol and crept toward the bloody valley arena. At this moment, Ye Fei was like the Grim Harvest, stirring up storms of blood and gore wherever he went.

Just as the two of them were about to move forward, Ye Fei spotted a dark shadow drifting across the woods. The shadow looked remarkably similar to an angel, but it was entirely pitch-dark, and even its wings burned with black flames.

Suddenly, a sound resembling the crying of an infant echoed all around—not weeping, but the piercing shriek of its desperate call.

At that moment, Du Qinglian could no longer worry about the slightly wounded; she ordered the two heavily injured men to be carried into a room. Lin Yunguan, who possessed a rudimentary knowledge of medicine, acted as her assistant. First for Chang Shu and then for Mu Qingshan, she stopped the bleeding, applied medicine, and bandaged their wounds. After busying themselves for over two hours, they finally settled everyone down.

Back at the Shen residence, Shen Qinghong and Su Yunliang were preparing to enjoy a hot pot, completely unaware that in places unknown to them, people had already imagined countless scenarios and were waiting for Shen Qinghong to walk right into the trap.

Consequently, the teacher seized the opportunity to threaten him, warning that another exam was coming up in a few days and he must not fail any more courses, or else she would summon his parents. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

Ahead lay towering mountains and dense forests where strong winds swept through, causing ten thousand trees to bend and sway like a hurricane churning across the sea, making the place look utterly perilous.

The two had skipped lunch, left the palace around three o'clock in the afternoon, and headed to Brick Lane to savor Indian cuisine. They ordered everything from roasted spring chicken to Indian curry. Delicious as it was, it was intensely spicy, leaving both of them drenched in sweat and constantly sipping iced fruit juice to quell the heat.

Whenever Qingxuan cooked, a look of pure bliss graced her face. The life she had once yearned for now proved to be so simple. She truly wished life could just continue this way forever, free from so many worries.

Recalling this, Shen Qinghong felt an itch in his hands, regretting that he hadn't plucked out Fortune's flashy bird feathers back then.

"Doesn't this severely violate military discipline?" Hao Er asked in astonishment, unable to conceal his worry.

"Gu Jingfeng, don't toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit; you can't escape!" Luo Li had not expected Gu Jingfeng's willpower to be so formidable. Aside from the drug, she had also burned an aphrodisiac in the room—a combination of love potions and sedatives. She had wagered that Gu Jingfeng could not possibly get away.

Gina first found a towering mainframe to hide behind, but Wang Yu pondered: how could this even be stopped? If he shut it down, he would just have to redo it all later. In his anxiety, he could only roll up the connected tactical computer and its wires, stuff them into the chassis, and leave the back panel slightly ajar.

The wind of destructive energy here grew somewhat stronger, to the point where visible air currents could now be seen with the naked eye.

Among these two hundred and six people who were considered relatively outstanding members of the sect, half were told they lacked the aptitude for cultivation, and one-third possessed miscellaneous spiritual roots.

Upon seeing someone emerge from the Lan family, the driver of the lead carriage immediately nudged the man in the deep cyan outer garment sitting beside him and murmured something in his ear.

The Whitebeard Pirates had lost several members at Marineford, and on their journey back, they were ambushed by Kaido, resulting in even heavier casualties.

Chen Ziang originally intended to take his leave, but was pulled by Kikuchi Ryo to her home, where Kikuchi Ryo prepared a lavish lunch to treat him.

Telekinesis was indeed the ability of psionic users and gunners, allowing psionics to control any object in flight, and potentially even carry people along with them.

"It truly is my fault; I should have told you beforehand!" Du Lingshan sighed helplessly.

Missiles were super strategic weapons used by major world powers to deter the entire globe, and their lethality was undeniably terrifying.

However, Bai Ye was different. He had performed impeccably in training and warm-up matches, and his form had consistently been excellent. Aside from psychological issues, Gao Jing could think of no other reason why Bai Ye would perform this way.

As for herself, although her business acumen could be called top-tier and she had become her father's right-hand assistant,

Xuelian: Competition is necessary, and overpowering strength is always harmful. Health cannot be ignored, but one should think twice before acting.

Lin Jue and Liang Qi led a force of ten thousand barefoot soldiers splashing through the muddy water to charge into the enemy's left camp, naturally unleashing a merciless rampage of trampling and slaughter. The enemy's left camp indeed had a sparse garrison; after nearly twenty thousand cavalrymen were transferred away, fewer than ten thousand soldiers remained in the left camp, leaving them utterly incapable of resistance amidst the panic.