Volume 1, Chapter 27: Lu Hang’s Stubborn Streak

Wang Zhu thought the same; foreigners did not understand the history of the Central Plains, and most of the Xiongnu were illiterate.

"Master!" Lan Yu cried out and lunged forward, but she was a step too late. The body of the Living Jesus was pierced through by the powder from the shattered crystal ball.

A sense of lethal danger instantly enveloped Esme. Her thoughts whirled, and her body, tempered through a hundred trials, instinctively recoiled.

Zhou Bo fought and rested, rested and fought, from dawn until nearly dusk. The Qin soldiers were exhausted, and the Xiongnu were equally weary. The battlements were draped with the corpses of Xiongnu warriors, while countless Qin soldiers lay fallen below the walls. Blood was everywhere, flowing like a river.

"Commander, our strength lies in cavalry, while the enemy relies on infantry and firearms. If we launch a cavalry charge, we will surely break their encirclement." The speaker was Wuyuntar, a veteran general who had served as a deputy ten-thousand-commander before being promoted to ten-thousand-commander.

"Are you really all right?" Lu Yinyue asked with concern. To be honest, if something had truly happened to Li Xiaomai, she had no idea how Li Monan would treat her.

As the death toll of the three major alliances continued to climb, Li Xu received a call from the Living Jesus.

Shao Jian pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, turned around, and walked into the company lobby, where he sat down on a chair.

Yu Yanxiao stopped, leaving Mo Ran no reason to continue. Consequently, Wenren Fengwu and Xiao Ren were forced to cease their actions, putting an end to the fierce battle behind the Green Building.

"Principal, was this a momentary lapse in your calculation? Or do you want us to head to the disciplinary office, where you can provide a detailed breakdown of how you arrived at a fee of five thousand alliance credits?" Li Xu continued tapping his laser baton, the threat in his smile evident.

Fortunately, Liu Chenxiang was blessed with great luck; not only did he survive, but he was also rescued by the Taoist Jianyang. While studying Taoist arts and supernatural powers under Jianyang, he also followed the Taoist's guidance to contact the immortals, deities, demons, and Buddhas who had been persecuted by Yang Jian.

It did not take long for them to transition from initial grief and loss of fighting spirit to their current state of steely resolve.

General Pei Jia stared at the fluctuations in the spatial rift with a face as cold as water. The location where the seventh-level monster had landed earlier was a branch beside the spatial rift. There was no white light to guide the way within that branch, meaning one would face countless spacetime turbulent flows. He had originally guessed that the monster had wandered into the rift by mistake, but it now seemed that it might have been pre-arranged by outsiders.

With an air of decisive lethality, he bathed and changed into clean clothes, once again becoming the elegant, dashing gentleman of the world.

Gu Jinhuan walked behind the three of them and placed his palms on Wu Tong’s back with a performative gesture. After Wu Tong felt a surge of warmth, Gu Jinhuan released his hand and repeated the process with Zou Yu and Qiao Fei. In truth, had he not been worried that Wu Tong and the others would not believe him, he could have accomplished this with a single thought.

"Because of the inheritance of the Blazing Sun Divine Official, Jiang Chen shared the majority of it. Everyone who went in benefited, and it is normal for their cultivation to have improved. However, in my opinion, if not for Jiang Chen’s protection, he would never have reached the top twenty," Zhang Tiannan remarked.

Who was unaware of the distribution principles of the Federal Police? Complain? Sorry, nobody had the leisure for that.

This was the unique pride of a nation, the pride of the invincible and ever-victorious Qin elite warriors, and, by extension, the pride of the Great Qin Empire.

Suddenly, Manager Tao ran over from the doorway, holding a letter which he respectfully handed to Xie Changjing.

Wang Dian stared in bewilderment at the distance of the taxi, then at his own position—it was over ten meters away. "You're still sitting in the car, and you can actually hear what I'm saying?"

Another beam of light erupted from the screen in front, then, with unstoppable momentum, it struck directly into the golden light within the passage.

In addition to Hinako Inui, who specialized in Japanese cuisine, and Fuyumi Mizuhara, who specialized in Italian, two recent graduates were also invited this time.

"It’s nothing, you’re the only one in Seigaku I truly admire." Fujimine loved watching how people who courted death with such skill eventually brought about their own downfall.

"Thank you, Princess, until we meet again. And you too, Panpan." Zeng Qiang gave me a "mysterious" smile, then patted his baby dragon. The baby dragon flapped its wings, carrying Zeng Qiang into the sky. I watched him drift further away, feeling a mix of emotions before tapping my own head.

The three of them would not have brought them out so easily; one must know that the three flesh-and-blood puppets destroyed earlier were absolutely formidable existences.

This search was not aimless; the Eternal Spirit Blade, which grew hotter in his arms, was the best detector, and Tanaka Shu adjusted his search based on the temperature changes of the blade.

Two undead in full heavy armor, as massive as black bears, flew out from the two teleportation arrays in the sky. They emitted scorching gasps, their arms as thick as a man's waist swinging back and forth, while a mass of black liquid grew larger and larger in their sharp-clawed hands.

Tanaka Shu found a gentle hillside, where there was also a grove of fruit trees, though the fruit had already been picked, leaving only dense branches and leaves.

"Hmph, too late!" A massive shadow loomed before Tezuka’s eyes. Atobe had already leaped up, arm pressing down, the smash descending! Although this shot was already immensely powerful, Atobe had applied technique, aiming for Tezuka’s right side—the side without his racket—clearly demonstrating his wariness of him.

As soon as he entered the room, a wave of heat greeted him, carrying a faint aroma of food—the scent of home.

What made Nangong Mo even more dumbfounded was the small number of troops lined up behind Tiger Shark—a pathetic few thousand. Yet Tiger Shark himself, in shining armor and with a swaggering retinue, stood at the very front of the formation, demanding a battle against the guards of the Yuqianlong River pass.

Just then, the door of that house opened, and he saw that person actually leap a few times in the courtyard before reaching the entrance.

"No!" Princess Jing, seeing Beiming Yu about to kill Chen Xiang, rushed up to grab him, crying and begging him to spare Chen Xiang.

"Am I not more handsome than Conan?" Ouyang Duo struck a signature Conan pose and asked Mi Bai with a dashing look.