Volume One, Chapter 51: Is This Really Your Attitude?

Wait. Let's find a safe place first to refine these crystals and enhance our strength before moving on. At the very least, this will ensure we aren't completely helpless against the sophomores." Li Hao had a very clear calculation in his mind.

Because of the feather incident, the child's mother and father had been paying much closer attention to him lately.

Although Dong Zhifei seemed relatively calm, her voice had been the loudest of all while watching the battle in the arena just now.

Seeing her insistence, Abu found it difficult to dissuade her further. He simply watched with a hint of worry as Jiyue pinched a bit of the white powder between her fingers, brought it to her lips, and lightly touched it with the tip of her tongue.

When the number of players overwhelming the enemy reached a certain point, it was no longer a one-on-one duel, but two or even three against one.

Tuoba Shen looked at Tuoba Xun's dejected expression, knowing he was once again troubled by the classical literature questions left by Ma Jun earlier today. Turning his head, he exchanged a glance with Tuoba Ke, both of them revealing smiles in their eyes.

Noble Consort Gao was sitting on the couch, propped up by a brocade quilt behind her. At thirty-six years old, her complexion still looked quite good, showing very few signs of illness, save for the faint traces of wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Yet, the elegance of her youth was still palpable.

The proprietress hurriedly took the items from my hands, greeted me, and carried them into the house.

It was already past eight o'clock in the night. The building was pitch black, with only a single household on the far east side of the third floor casting a dim, yellowish glow.

Though Zhang Xianzu had just entered middle age and had always been extremely steady, he still found it impossible to remain calm upon receiving his subordinate's report, rising to his feet and asking in disbelief.

Logan, who was operating the early warning aircraft remotely from the side, immediately projected the images captured by the airborne radar onto the large screen in the combat command room.

"Very likely! The Nether Sea Sect excels at taming sea beasts. They could never engage us in a ground war, and a nocturnal surprise attack at sea is extremely advantageous for sea beasts," Lingyunzi said with certainty.

Chu Xiao took a deep breath, then exhaled a stale cloud, shook his head, and seemed to cast all of those thoughts behind him.

Considering the special circumstances, Rena returned to her bedroom first to change into a set of casual clothes. It was a rather attractive red coat, which she remembered was a gift from Daigo.

Tempered by the Chaos-Shattering Hammer Technique using profound iron, and forged through the sword-casting methods of Ganyue, two swords were created. One had a narrow body and was slightly lighter in weight, named Profound Yin, and was given to Jingni. The other had a wide body, named Profound Yang, and became Ling Bai's personal weapon.

Laws: Mastery of all laws, with the Law of Water and the Law of Light being the supreme ones, both reaching sixty paths and pushed to the absolute peak of their limits.

Taking advantage of the chaotic melee, Chu Xiao and his group departed swaggeringly without the slightest effort. After they left, the figure of Sato Chino materialized under the shade of a tree for a moment, only to vanish again shortly thereafter.

Another rock beast attacked Ling Bai. As Ling Bai watched it drag its lower body into the rock wall, he suddenly scattered a handful of dark green powder, and a nauseating stench instantly filled the air. It was precisely Ling Bai's secret weapon: spirit beast feces.

"Everyone, begin your preparations. This trial will last for a total of seven days, and the gates will remain open throughout this period. Those who exit through the gates before sunrise on the seventh day will be considered to have abstained, while those who return after sunset will be deemed to have failed the trial, and their results will not be counted."

"You spent the whole day flying yesterday, so your appetite must be poor, and you shouldn't eat anything greasy. Let's order some lighter dishes," Jian Maoxun said considerately.

He assumed that those targeting the Jing family would act as they had in the past—probing through the Lu family, and upon learning of the Jing family's predicament, simply let the matter drop.

"Teacher Elena, we really have to thank you this time; otherwise, we never would have been able to get tickets with such great seats." Cilla was very excited, as this was her first time visiting the Colosseum.

Hearing this, everyone wisely remained silent, following Wu Yue out of the dormitory and heading toward the headquarters building.

"Lead the way. Coincidentally, I'm also quite eager to meet my never-before-seen 'father,'" Wu Yue forced a smile and replied.

Every mission was much like this one: watching from afar, and when the front line couldn't hold out, organizing a blocking position to cover the retreat of the special forces. Although such operations were rare, there had been very few occasions when the special forces were forced to retreat.

Though he failed to get a definitive answer, his sister's sorrowful expression already revealed a great deal. Struck by such a massive blow, Wu Yue felt a sharp pain in his brain and lost consciousness once again.

Ji Feng had arrived a step ahead of them and was currently directing personnel to clear the battlefield, while Yan Yu and the others maintained a perimeter guard to prevent any other trouble from arising.

Kang Mangang fiddled with it twice before letting go. He had no desire to pull something with too much force and accidentally castrate himself—that would simply be too not worth it.

"Spellbound? Non-existent." The person lounging on the recliner was none other than Xiya, who was twirling a dagger in her hand with a trace of a smile on her face.

At this thought, she picked up the neglected phone beside her and sent Jiang Yu a text message inviting him out for a meal. The latter refused directly, without the slightest hesitation, and the excuse she gave was particularly infuriating.

Qian Chen took a deep breath and recounted the dream he had experienced to Meng Xuerao. Meng Xuerao's heart skipped a beat—wasn't this precisely the experience of her past life?

"Good! Then let's prepare to leave. Is there anything you need to take with you? Go pack your things!" Huang Zhen said.

Anyone who opposed her or held a different opinion was, in her eyes, simply in the wrong.

During his time at the naval academy, he was taken in as a student by Zephyr. Later, he voluntarily applied to become a warden at Impel Down, with Naval Headquarters Rear Admiral Borsalino acting as his recommender.

Seeing someone trying to block his path, the dark-robed specter did not hold back. He raised his hand, surrounded by a thick aura of death, and within that deathly shroud, majestic ghostly energy roared as it lunged toward the two of them.

"Am I really going to die like this?" This was Lin Lang's very last shred of consciousness before he plunged into endless darkness.

If this were a normal Journey to the West world, Zhou Ming, having already defeated the Bull Demon King and Erlang Shen, could easily defeat Sun Wukong as well, rendering the pilgrim team entirely negligible.

In the blink of an eye, Golden had soared four or five meters into the high altitude, looking as though he were about to escape—provided Richard chose to ignore him.

"Rest assured, Sect Master, those who practice the path have long seen through life and death! Knowing this is the natural order, I won't grieve excessively, I merely feel a lingering reluctance to part!" Huang Zhen said with detachment.