"Done." Echizen walked off the court carrying his racket, casually tossed it aside, clapped his hands, and walked away with a cool expression. "Tough training" isn't just a saying; while Bando Mari is indeed freakish, her freakishness doesn't refer to skill level. She's obviously no match for Echizen at full power.

"Strange, why can't she do it?" he muttered, as if talking to himself, or perhaps asking Si and the others who had gathered around him.

Qin Yun was in mid-air with no way to avoid it and was instantly surrounded by countless sword energies.

He directly pointed out the name of the owner of the Hidden Hall, but he didn't seem to care at all, clearly not taking this descendant of the Ying family seriously.

In terms of seniority, He Songlan served as the CEO of a listed group in Canada. Although the group was not very large, its capital increased by at least 300% during the five years that He Songlan served as its CEO.

But seeing that An Yifei was deep in thought and hadn't heard her, she didn't disturb him. Instead, she studied the sketch again, comparing it with the current map, and made some markings.

Before I could think any further, Tao Qingfeng had already closed in on me, bare-handed. He formed claws with both hands, and his right hand suddenly reached for my neck. Before his hand even reached me, I could feel a warm breeze blowing towards me.

That's how people are. It's pathetic that they have the nerve to be so self-righteous and fearless, not realizing that their behavior is truly despicable.

The carriage finally arrived at Yangzhou Prefecture, one of the important trading ports of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty's maritime prohibition policy had been completely disregarded by this time, with officials turning a blind eye. Trade with places like Japan made this city almost as prosperous as Shanghai in later generations.

They started talking again, and they started making trouble again. No matter what, a normal person shouldn't keep acting like this, or they'll suffer the consequences.

But is that really the case? Perhaps this wasn't my dying thought, but rather the true reality. Maybe I didn't die, and during those twenty-odd days of disappearance, the devil canceled his deal with me, which is why I can live in the sunlight again.

This is a rather strange arrangement, as if the two have reached a tacit understanding to meet on these two days each month, and generally not to disturb or inquire about each other at other times.

Chang Kong Wuji glared at Zhang Ye, but couldn't retaliate, and also thought that Zhang Ye's words made some sense.

Zhang Jiao's ten-foot-tall golden body emitted a faint yellow light, and he immediately realized that Li Ming was examining his past and future.

However, at this moment, Yang Bufan and his companions had already left their original location and circled back into the rear of the unified empire. Because the flames of war had turned the rear guard into the front guard, the rear that Yang Bufan had gone to was the front guard they had been in before the transformation.

"I won't lie to you all, that base is far more powerful than our previous base. That's why I didn't participate in the battle today, because I was attacking the base and couldn't leave," Yang Bufan explained.

The photo is somewhat dimly lit, showing a pale-faced boy kneeling in the middle of a crossroads, praying devoutly. I don't know when I got this photo, but I'm sure it's not the original. Some of my memories have been erased, and even my photos have been altered.

When the three of them returned, they discovered that all the cultivators who emerged from the Snow Wolf cultivator's tomb had already reached the Golden Core stage. However, for some unknown reason, they had reverted to the Golden Core stage.

"No, he just asked me why I didn't come, how I've been lately, and said he'd come to see me when he has time," Li Qin'er said slowly.

An old yet majestic voice rang out, and the Crimson Dragon Horse lowered its head completely. Its hooves were already weak, and it could only stare wide-eyed as the already delirious Wang Tian sat on it.

From the side, he was clenching his teeth, and large beads of sweat were popping out of his forehead, making him look quite frightening.

She had wiped him down more than once these past few days, and having been husband and wife for over three years, Sitian suppressed her shyness and simply wiped his body.

Ren Xixing frowned, glanced at Liu Xiang, and ran off, ignoring him completely. He gently sharpened the longsword in his hand.

"No, not at all." Lieyan was a little embarrassed for cutting in line for no reason. Fortunately, the people behind her saw that the mother and son were exquisite and beautiful, and had outstanding temperament, so they did not obstruct or criticize them.

She only woke up groggily when she heard a series of firecrackers outside the door.

However, the moment his hand lifted her sweater and his fingertips touched the skin on her waist, he couldn't hold back any longer without warning. His reason had already collapsed, and now even his patience and self-control had crumbled.

As soon as Li finished speaking, she suddenly came to her senses and found that many people present were looking at her with strange eyes.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Miao subconsciously looked up to see Mo Shiche's reaction, but he was only staring at Luo Qiangwei's face with deep eyes, as if he were simply looking at her.

But he still kept dialing the number repeatedly until Tang Sitian impatiently turned it off, and only then did he give up.

"Please don't, I can't stand my godmother's nagging. Okay, stop pouting. Call me whenever you miss me." Cheng Yan finally spoke like a normal person.

They must not retreat as long as there is a glimmer of hope, and they are far from the most dangerous and desperate situation yet; they still have hope.

Although Xiao Nianyuan was questioned by many IC fans after her loss to the YF team last time, she proved herself with her strength and gained recognition.

With the G-God's lightning-fast reflexes, Li Yi was confident that none of the Chinese players could beat him.

After all, Ning Ye's strong mental power is the foundation for ensuring that Qing Hui will not cause chaos on the Imperial Star.

So the coaches and data analysts just stared longingly upstairs, eager to see for themselves who this person was.

"I haven't forgotten the fighting techniques you taught me before." Dai Yixi quickly restrained Jian Zhen, but Jian Zhen just smiled and lashed out with a leg whip. Dai Yixi's lower body was attacked, and she couldn't help but sway a couple of times, making her restraint less stable. Jian Zhen took this opportunity to quickly break free.