Volume One, Chapter 83: "My Dear, Do You Believe People Have Past Lives?"

Xia Zhiyuan held her aching cheek and wept, “Brother Ji, isn’t it that you want to know how I got the exam questions? It’s because I was reborn. I remember the college entrance exam questions from my previous life perfectly. If things develop as before, neither your younger brother nor your younger sister would get into university, and you would be in unbearable pain. I’m helping you now.” Ji Junxiao felt that her delusions had reached an utterly hopeless state!

“Xia Zhiyuan, your mind should be sent to a research institute as a living specimen. The medical world is never short of obsessive researchers. If you spread this story, they’ll be fighting to crack open your skull to see what sort of heretical logic is inside…”

At this moment, it was Li Yuyun’s turn to take the stage again. This time, her opponent was a young man called Zhao Yang, another dark horse like herself.

Yuchi Gong, at this point, could no longer concern himself with these matters and hurriedly gave the order. “Very well, let’s go out and have a look.” There was no way to stop them now, so he could only accompany them outside.

As soon as they crossed swords, Yao Xing was shocked to find that although the youth before him was young, his martial skills were formidable. His attacks and defenses were well-disciplined and hard to deal with.

Immediately, more than a dozen disciples of the Blood Sect charged toward Li Yuyun, their eyes all blazing with fury.

Before Ying Lily could finish her sentence, the door to the rooftop opened with a click, interrupting her.

Send word to set up camp and discuss further. Lü Bu, aware that Cao Cao’s army had returned and was already past Teng County, said to his lieutenants, Xue Lan and Li Feng, “I have long wanted to make use of you two. You will each lead ten thousand troops to defend Yanzhou. I will personally lead the army to attack and defeat Cao Cao.” The two immediately accepted the order.

As soon as the words were spoken, two young men who had been standing behind Zhao Xingshu stepped forward and cupped their hands in greeting toward Yang Hao.

After Ye Kong finished writing the announcement, he pinned it to the top and hung it up on the forum.

The heart that had sunk in Yi Le began to rise again. He had thought that the Glory Amusement Park in Sweet City, with its castle-like facade, couldn’t be that bad. But he soon realized he was wrong—this park was unreliable to the extreme!

Just as the sound of the slap faded, someone appeared from the stairwell, making Zhao Xin’s eyes go wide with disbelief. How could he be here? Hadn’t he been sent out early this morning?

“Haha, Yuting, I thought you weren’t coming!” Mao Lifeng’s cheerful voice rang out, and Song Ziyang could feel Li Lei beside him tremble slightly.

Upon hearing this, Skinny Monkey immediately tensed up. Glancing in the rearview mirror at the car tailing them relentlessly, he sensed something was wrong, gripped the steering wheel, and turned the car onto the fork in the road as Xu Yiming directed.

Bang! Before Fatty could finish speaking, Bear Three dealt him another heavy blow. Fatty was dumbfounded—what was going on? Why was the boss hitting him too?

This racing style led to a situation where, throughout Europe, whether in official competitions or underground races, nobody wanted to compete against Jerome. He became the most feared and disliked racer on the continent.

“Well then, sorry to trouble you all!” After a brief hesitation, Ye Lianxin’s desire to cure her leg overcame her doubts, and she nodded slightly, agreeing to Huang Shan’s outrageous request.

Lin Zhan, leader of the Fierce Tiger Society, possessed great talent; the second-in-command, the Smiling Tiger, was more scheming, while the third, Black Tiger, though brutish, was fiercely unyielding and ruthless.

An Ran tilted her head, considered for a moment, and decided this plan was actually quite reliable. At least, for someone currently overwhelmed with indecision, it was simple and practical enough to be worth trying.

“Moyang, you’re a formidable fighter and a sharpshooter, but in your current state, even if I gave you a gun, you might not be able to pull the trigger. Don’t make things hard for me!” He Yuji spoke in the gentle, emotional tone of a close friend.

Fang Chen was secretly anxious. His inner energy was being rapidly depleted. At this rate, he didn’t know if he could hold out until Yang Hongbin and Xu Hu’s reinforcements arrived.

This young man’s eyes shone with a sharp light. His posture was upright, and though his features were handsome, they could only be considered above average.

Yu Changping arrived at the stone house, formed a few seals with his hands, and the formation outside the house dissolved on its own as the stone door slowly opened.

Compared to his youthful exuberance, Gao Hua had now become mature and steady, his face marked by the passage of years.

At this moment, it was not only Old Granny Demon’s place that was under assault; dreadful, unknown entities were attacking other locations as well.

Who would have thought that a freshman could chat and laugh so easily with the others? Though the rumors about Xiao Chen had already spread throughout the Imperial Academy, few had actually met him.

“Do you think it matters if the top three sects arrive late? They have the strength to back it up.”

But now Ren Zhengfei had revealed a good location where five gold-ranked monsters could be found, so he really had nothing to fear.

To him, it was just as valuable as any earth-ranked resource. As Xiao Chen had pointed out, what he needed most in the sect was time.

Some people, you only need one look to know what they will become. Whether in bearing or speech, Lu Ge had the air of a man destined for greatness. A few more years of honing and he would surely achieve something remarkable.

When Lin Yifeng knocked Shen Fei to the ground, Qin Kai couldn’t believe his eyes.

The crowd’s expressions grew serious. Even Qin Jin, usually arrogant, nodded gravely and said, “Indeed, formidable.” Even someone as proud as he had to admit the world of the Demon Banquet was formidable, which spoke volumes about how dire the current situation was.

Gazing at the dense ranks of rebels below the city, if Luo Tian could not now identify which army this was, he was unfit to be commander. From the armor and weapons he had seen in last night’s fierce battle, he had already known what he was facing.

At these words, even Zheng Shuang and Ming Yue glanced over at Chen Minglang with curiosity.

“So, what level is your martial uncle?” I was suddenly curious. Surely he couldn’t be the lowest-ranking mage? After all, he was the next head of the Maoshan Sect—what an astonishing position!