Chapter 110: The South China Tiger

One major reason why the descendants of the Ye family did not feel excited was because they understood clearly in their hearts.

Although Elder Zhang had withdrawn from the bidding for this artifact, its final ownership had yet to be determined.

His gaze remained fixed on the movements of the three great families of the capital.

From the very beginning, he knew that his main competitors were none other than these three powerful families.

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“I’m no match for you! Haha! I’ve made a fool of myself in front of the young hero!” Hu Ke scratched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly.

On the battlefield, Ye Yanqing unleashed his Flaming Sword Technique against the formation. When the two forces clashed, Ye Yanqing, relying on the overwhelming power of his Flaming Sword Technique, shattered Jiang Yu’s formation. Without mercy, he struck out with a palm, sending Jiang Yu flying backward.

Pressing his hand against the strange man’s stomach, he could truly feel what a stomach was—there was texture and sensation. Although Chen Junxiang suspected that even if there was a sensation, once the bandages were undone, there might be nothing inside at all.

Up to now, he had yet to unravel the meaning behind the call that Old Master Dong had made to him.

“So your judgment was mistaken, Xia,” the strange man’s voice was soft, but his attack was anything but gentle.

“Can you really accept me, knowing we cannot share intimacy?” Song Xinyu asked nervously.

“Damn it, boss! I love you to death! Your footwork is incredible,” Xu Ruolan screamed as she embraced Xia Fan, nearly kissing him twice.

Just as Dong Lianzhu had analyzed that day, Zhao Zilong was indeed somewhat disappointed by Wang Ruoruo’s hesitation. So even though Wang Ruoruo’s foot was still injured, Zhao simply tossed the ointment given by the old man to her and never visited her again.

Among the other influential eunuchs, some were shocked, others wept. If only they had such a thing, they could truly become men.

Previously, Chen Junyi had also connected to the intelligence once, merging his consciousness into the electronic world of the AI.

Having made up his mind, he resolved to take good care of this fellow during the upcoming contest.

“No need to press anymore. Your father has lost all sensation,” the mother whispered, having silently appeared behind Zhang Mingyu, wiping her tears away.

Founded in the ancient times? Ye Xuan was secretly surprised, yet he never imagined that with the passage of eras, it could become so weak.

When they finally managed to force their eyes open and see everything through, many began to lament.

“Didn’t your brothers plan for Li Muzi to elope with you?” The old monk’s words nearly choked Lin Canghai with his own saliva. What did he mean by eloping?

“Hehe!” Zhao Ziwei couldn’t help but laugh proudly, her mood suddenly brightening considerably.

In the end, the gang leader could no longer speak. Every time he opened his mouth, blood and saliva spilled out, making it impossible to utter a word.

The Nine Nether Soul-Eating Spider, previously injured and now revealing its true form—a being comparable to a half-step Dou Shen among humans—emitted a piercing roar within the massive palm imprint. Its enormous, mountain-like body erupted with terrifying power, attempting to resist the dreadful pressure brought down by the golden giant palm from above.

Moreover, the Qitang Divine Demon was a survivor by nature. Its clones lacked combat strength, but its ability to cultivate the Endless Qi Sea was a different matter entirely. At critical moments, it could unleash devastating killing power, capable of severely wounding even divine demons.

“Again,” Xu Feng smiled, using no techniques or energy—just raw strength. In this clash of pure power, both fighters gave their all. The metallic sounds were deafening, causing the elves who had been standing nearby to retreat far away.

Though the words carried a subtle hint of sarcasm, Li Shimin did not catch it. Only Zhen Dexiu recognized the tone. Yet at that moment, Zhen Dexiu was anxious and hesitant, choosing not to probe deeper.