30 Practice Match (Part 4)

Every second, more than ten units of electric power were consumed, and the rate was increasing. Other Sacred Soul Sorcerers at around level twenty might not even last ten seconds under such strain.

“When the doctor and patient share the same goal, it becomes easy to understand what the other wants to express,” Doctor Zhong replied naturally.

Da Feige’s words made Yan Fei and the others roll their eyes in unison, condemning his shamelessness. Yet, he ignored all their disdain without a care.

Zhang Junfeng sat at the other end of the sofa, clutching a half-empty soda bottle. His face was flushed, and beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

Niu Zhuangzhuang grew angry as well. Hiding people and then beating them was unreasonable. He stepped forward and engaged in a fight with Han Shimin.

“Report, Commander! Officer Cui hasn’t sent any battle report!” Bi Youjin answered as he emerged from the communications room.

She had hoped that, like Ye Ping’an, this son would be mild-mannered and polite. But reality proved his temperament far exceeded her expectations.

“Actually, your regiment’s equipment is already among the top in the military capital! Aside from a slight shortage of mortars, everything else is nearly identical!” Cui Geng said.

At this moment, the enemy tanks had approached the street corner, with the nearest two explosive points less than ten meters away. However, after the city gate was destroyed, the enemy tank commander decisively ordered a halt. His original intention was to back up and assess the situation, but this decision saved their lives.

Such enemy commanders were relatively easier to deal with. If they faced irregular troops or Eighth Route Army units lacking firepower, this cautious approach would be highly effective.

They advanced steadily, clearing one room at a time, leaving no safety hazards behind.

“Do you really think the Sea Serpent Kingdom still has a future? Were it not for me, you would have long been scapegoated and killed by those villains who slaughter their own comrades!” Selma said angrily.

Turning over, she saw Xiao Fengming sitting on the edge of the bed, tapping his foot, his upper body leaning over the bed’s edge, one hand propping up his chin as he looked at her.

“Thank you, Elder Ma, for your support!” Ling Tiancheng was overjoyed; this was exactly what he wanted. Ma Dingxiang’s word carried immense weight in the currency circle, and having his protection would greatly smooth Tiancheng’s first steps.

However, the opponent was after all a demigod-level powerhouse, and no one knew if he possessed some extraordinarily powerful magic.

The matriarch intended for Xiao Lingxiao to deliver the “Nether Saliva” to Princess Haiyan. At this time, the fifth prince, born to the same mother as Princess Haiyan, suddenly appeared. Xiao Lingxiao knew there had to be a connection.

On the earth, there was a pile of charred corpses, a dozen martial artists lying together, all killed by the recent heavenly tribulation.

The Sea Serpent Kingdom’s rise was impossible. The commander and others who still dreamed of the Sea Serpent Kingdom defeating the Wei Kingdom and bringing their people home were merely indulging in wishful thinking.

It was unclear how Xuanyuan Hengshang led them, but one thing was certain: Xuanyuan Hengshang was no ordinary figure.

A radiant light emanating the pressure of the Heavenly Radiance Realm enveloped the depths of the secret realm, within which the figure of Long Hui appeared.

Though he arrived only a night earlier than Chang Guan Yan, Chang Guan Rui acted as if he were the master of the research center. Standing at the door to greet Chang Guan Yan, his demeanor held a subtle hint of meaning.

She deeply regretted staying here, knowing she would be targeted. Staying at the inn would have been much better. Now what could she do? She couldn’t win a fight, so was she only left to suffer humiliation?

The imperial guards’ eyes lit up when they saw the denomination on the silver notes—one hundred taels! More than a year’s salary for them. Ninth Prince was generous, though they had done little. They all looked gratefully at Ninth Prince.

“Ninth Prince!” Song Shiyan felt like dying at this moment. How had he attracted such a harbinger of doom?

Because their movements were uncoordinated, several boys who fell awkwardly gathered their heads together, dust covering their mouths, yet they couldn’t help but complain.

Since no one liked the matter between Second Brother and Fang Susu, I won’t start first. Besides, Fourth Sister’s side story won’t be written either.

Xiu Qiqi was clearly reluctant, but Chang Guan Yan admired her candid attitude. What Xiu Qiqi said reflected his own thoughts. He lightly tapped his fingers, leaving a series of coded symbols in the palm of her hand.

Han Zhou led a group rushing toward the south gate, with Tang Xihan ahead. When they reached the south city gate...

The interior still looked as it had twenty thousand years ago, even the place where Aqing’s zither was placed before leaving remained unchanged.

If Qiao Chu didn’t give him face today, one day such a person might betray you from behind.

All results were normal: heart rate, pulse, and blood data were perfect. Chairman Zhou had fully recovered to a healthy state.

When the rigging support pole fell, it seemed to have scraped the glass on the third floor of the adjacent building.

He wanted to warn Ye Lang but feared Taoist Xu Yun’s objection. After much consideration, he remained silent.

Without hesitation, Wang Yueyue took a surgical knife and cut off Assistant Liu Kui’s head, pressing it against a willow tree to merge the head with the tree. Then she breathed fire onto the headless body. Minutes later, Assistant Liu Kui’s body turned to ash.

With King Shang dealt with, things became much easier. Next, they only needed to make sufficient preparations.

Therefore, Liu Kui’s family had to stay at the Liu family base during this period to facilitate equipment maintenance and servicing. After the equipment and personnel had fully adjusted, this armor and weaponry would require maintenance only every few years, even decades or centuries.

Meng Yuan charged in, witnessing a scene that filled him with disgust, fear, and hatred. If the creators of the Immortal Pool still had some humanity, those here had completely degenerated into monsters.