Volume One, Chapter Ninety-Five: A Brazen Demand

That was easy to say; if it could be done so simply, it would indeed be a perfect ending. But who was to bring it up?

Just as the soul of that thunderflame was on the verge of shattering, a string of muffled detonations suddenly burst forth from within Lei Yan’s body. With that deep rumble, an overwhelmingly powerful soul force rose like a tide in an instant, enveloping even Lei Yan’s body entirely.

He hailed a cab straight to the branch campus of the capital’s university of mining and geology. There should have been no shortage of heavyweights from the prospecting world there, yet once he stepped onto campus he was left completely at a loss. Universities today valued expansion and industrialized administration; there were more and more schools, more and more disciplines, but fewer and fewer laboratories and truly dedicated researchers.

Late on the night of March nineteenth, in eastern Qingzhou, within the office of the Qingzhou Board of Censors, newly converted from a wealthy merchant’s mansion, torches blazed high. Their light spilled across the grand hall, lantern shadows swaying as if it were broad daylight.

When I came, I even thought up an excuse for you. In a few days it will be Madam Gu’s fortieth birthday. If you go to Jiangning to celebrate your aunt’s birthday, no one will say anything. Zhao Hu and the Lin family are all leaving too. At the very least, you can only return after the situation at Hongze Lake has stabilized, Lin Fu said.

Zhang Peng felt that in many respects he still fell short of others in timing, calculation, even hand speed and reaction.

That night, San Juan was plunged into war. Lacking proper illumination, and with neither side possessing the courage for night fighting, each remained in its own position, firing rifles and cannon toward the general direction of the enemy. And so they exchanged fire all night long, expending vast quantities of ammunition, yet astonishingly suffering no casualties.

“Respected Mr. Yuan, I am also very pleased to meet you!” At that moment, the two dictators clasped hands tightly and exchanged greetings through their interpreters.

The police were even easier to placate. Gangster shootouts were the sort of thing they usually turned a blind eye to; so long as public order was not disrupted, they would not investigate too deeply.

In no time at all, the figures that had still been visible a moment ago were completely swallowed by that sea of thunder. Looking up, the entire sky was now covered in lightning, and beneath that silver radiance, the eye could see almost no end.

“Everyone has his own ambition. Old Yang and the others only want to play a game and have some fun. We can’t really blame them for that,” Zhang Chao said.

That kind of work, with one’s nerves stretched to breaking under extreme tension, is something anyone who has tasted it would probably never wish to endure a second time.

Just as he was brooding over his own foolishness, he suddenly saw more than a dozen sports cars racing toward him along the highway.

The ball was behind Zhang Shujie and in front of Montolivo. If Zhang Shujie wanted to shoot, he would have to take it with his back to goal; but if Montolivo wanted to shoot, he would still need to run a few steps forward. In the penalty area, that treacherous ground of endless danger and dispute, Napoli’s defenders would absolutely never allow him to charge in and reach the ball so easily.

But Chen Feng’s thinking was still too simple. The reason Zhaohuo had been so busy urging the two of them to flee was because he knew the poison of Soul-Devouring Flies all too well. Against a master like Gongsun Qian, it could only delay the enemy’s movements; it was surely not enough to be lethal.

More often than not, Qin Yang played with ruthless selfishness, his mind set on nothing but shooting, never understanding how to create chances for his teammates.

There were many powerful Nascent Soul experts entering the secret realm, but Nascent Soul experts traveling together in a group were truly rare.

It simply made no sense at all... And while Wei Wouji was deep in thought, this Assistant Commander Hu had already walked to the center of the main hall.

Fireworks were still blooming endlessly in the night sky, while the two figures atop the Rock of Fire Shadow were locked in a tight embrace.

Today was Sunday, a rest day for the players. On such a day, almost every team in the city would forgo training. Although there had been a seven-day holiday earlier, the Yuying Middle School players had only gotten two days off, and before the break they had also attended classes for seven straight days, so today counted as an extra compensation of sorts.

Honkun, hearing this, turned back to look at the Primordial Three Realms and the “source Dao world” floating above the “heavenly court.” Within those three realms, Haotian, Yaochi, and many other remaining great supernatural beings such as the Blood Sea Underworld River were all gazing up at that “source Dao world” in the sky.

After landing steadily, the Third Hokage looked at Li Yun, who had vanished once again. A gleam of contemplation flashed in his eyes. The first time Li Yun had used space-time ninjutsu, he had wielded a large sword; this time, he had used that extendable blade of his.

After training ended that day, FC United of Manchester did not disperse. Instead, they gathered in the locker room to watch the draw for the fourth round of the FA Cup. Who would have imagined that FC United would still not have been eliminated after three rounds?

“Forget it. In the future, we’d better do less of this kind of thing—flattering cold faces with warm ones only to get nothing in return,” said Umbrella Stone Handsome, very dissatisfied with these people’s attitude.

Li Qingshan stared in astonishment at the fat Italian sitting across from him, that agent he had only seen a few times in total. After he got off the plane at Manchester Airport, Mino Raiola had come to pick him up.

The seals Li Yun formed were very slow, his entire mind already fully immersed within his own body. He did not want to force his chakra to move by means of hand seals; instead, he used his consciousness to guide the chakra through those sections of his meridians. This conserved chakra, but it was a tremendous test of mental power, and Li Yun’s greatest strength was precisely that his mental power was formidable.

Indeed, the scene had fallen into a strange silence. Ancelotti was no longer composed either. Eyes wide, he stared at the football still trembling in the opposing net.

After Situ Chaoyuan returned to the capital, he did not expect matters to be even worse than he had imagined. The king of the Southern Snow Nation had summoned his father to the palace at an early date to discuss the marriage alliance between Situ Yongling and Beichen Haoxuan.

The goal in the fourteenth minute also proved that Ronald Koeman had outmaneuvered Ancelotti tactically by a small margin.

The most formidable aspect of this Fire God clone was not its attack power, but its resemblance to the original body. In combat, ordinary people could scarcely tell which was the true body and which was the clone.

Su Jingyu felt a sudden warmth on his forehead and turned to look, only to be met by the blinding sunlight. He immediately turned his head away again.

In response to Mo Ming’s question, Murong Lian gave no reply at all, which only made Mo Ming more helpless. Murong Lian had used to enjoy opposing him at every turn; how could she be so主动 and affectionate as to hold him like this?

He called back. Hello, Ye Ming. I tried calling you just now but no one answered, and I thought something had happened to you... Yang Zhaohui launched straight into a torrent of words as soon as the call connected. Ye Ming moved the phone away from his ear and waited until Yang Zhaohui had run out of things to say before speaking. More than ten minutes passed, and then the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.