Chapter 36

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Missing this opportunity brought with it a ceaseless barrage of daggers flying toward her from every direction. The blades shimmered with a purple light, clanging incessantly as they gouged deep holes into the ground. The cement surrounding the impacts melted away, emitting acrid, foul-smelling fumes that testified to the daggers' lethal potency and toxicity.

Lu Wei, appearing at such an international event for the first time, clearly struggled to keep pace. After a moment of hesitation, he lost the chance to secure a script he had been eyeing.

Both possessed unyielding spirits; their fists and kicks collided repeatedly, driven by pure grit as they engaged in a brutal, head-on confrontation.

Meanwhile, Anduin seemed oblivious to the reactions of those behind him, continuing to "spout nonsense" and "claim all the credit."

Wang Zichen knew well that the meetings and exchanges were merely pretexts; Cryle’s true intention was to help his apprentice regain a shred of dignity at his expense.

"Shut up!" But the words only fueled Mu Yun’s frenzy. In his heart, Uchiha Fugaku was already a marked man. Mu Yun lunged, striking out with a palm toward Uchiha Fugaku.

Indeed, six months ago, Mu Yun had fully mastered this space-altering illusion. It required three Jonin or Jinchuriki to activate due to its immense chakra drain. Even with the chakra inherited from the First Hokage’s Wood Release, half of his reserves had been instantly depleted; the toll on the Takigakure Village could only be imagined.

With wide, terrified eyes, they stared at Uchiha Tian, who appeared as a malevolent demon in their sight.

As the gunfire erupted, blood sprayed continuously from the terrorists, accompanied by a chorus of wretched screams.

A sense of perverse satisfaction swelled within them, and they longed to rush forward and stomp on Tian themselves.

Xia Moqiu had just blocked the attacks from Zijin and Fang Weixu when he was sent flying by a palm strike from the Young Master of the Jin family. With the Cyclops Star Spirit at his command, the Jin heir was nearly his equal in raw strength.

After hearing Xia Qiongqiong’s question, Bian Bi’an realized his phone had shut down automatically.

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Noticing the gaze, the long worm followed its direction. When its eyes swept past Chen Zhen, it moved on instantly. After all, given Chen Zhen’s age, he looked nothing like the supposed master.

Clearly, Yang Ming and Han Ruoxue possessed a natural talent for the sword, and in a short time, they had already mastered the basics with impressive form.

As her older brother, Xia Kejun naturally learned that the phone calls they had each received concerned the same matter.

Wang Zha and Long Aotian streaked across the sky above a town. Sharp-eyed onlookers caught sight of them flashing by like meteors and gasped in astonishment.

Zhang Xia inquired about transportation, as the distance was far too great for their old bicycles to handle.

"I’ll work as long as you want me to at night. How am I being disobedient?" Chen Nan chuckled.

Yan He, the prince, was startled. Though he didn't know exactly what the object was, he knew it must not enter his body. He hurriedly channeled his true energy to encase the duck egg, exerting all his strength to force it out of his body.

Although the Dragon Soul had taken root within Luo Wuhua’s body, the Thousand-Net Heart-Protecting Mirror had shaken its foundation. His inner spiritual energy could no longer condense into power, and simultaneously, it began to wreak havoc throughout his meridians.

The world is vast and full of wonders; perhaps there truly exists a martial art that allows one to remain forever young.

"Sorry, Xu Cong needs to head back. Let’s chat when we have more time!" As soon as they stepped outside, Zhao Gensheng immediately whisked Xu Cong away.

Seeing that everyone but himself had expressed their stance, Monk Mingjue glanced down at the martial arts experts below.

"Grandpa Gao! I grew up under your loving care." Lin Fan cared deeply about the veteran soldiers' opinion of him, so he was genuinely hurt.

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Ba Dai felt a pang of heartache. At the time, his grandparents had gone to Pengcheng to visit his parents, and no one knew Grandpa Cui had returned home only to die alone. When his grandparents returned a month later, they found the corpse had already begun to decay.

Before this exam, he had worked hard, diligently making up for the material he had neglected due to his past laziness.

"Mom, I missed you so much." Finding the shop empty, Lin Fan felt a secret joy as he hopped off the vehicle and ran over to hug Zhang Yue’e.

"Please calm your anger, True Lord, calm your anger! Just listen to me explain," Taibai Jinxing said hurriedly.

"Be content. You have six good subordinates, while she only has three, with one still missing. Chang Miaozhu is even worse off—she doesn't have any," Lin Fan casually consoled as he walked into Zhang Bin’s house.

"Hahaha, hee-hee-haw... are you out of your mind? You’re a complete idiot! Or are you just used to being a bandit?" The Golden Donkey leaned back in his chair, laughing until his four hooves trembled.

But the referee ignored him. Although this was the Lakers' home court and Kobe was a league superstar, the whistle wouldn't always blow in your favor.

"What’s wrong? What’s going on? Didn't you just go out?" Hearing Su Ruyi’s cry, Mother Su-Yun was startled and rushed out, followed by Su Qingyun, eager to see what had happened.

Fearing that the old hag would truly destroy her physical form, Yuzhi flew forward and slapped the bottle from the old woman’s hand. It hit the ground with a crack, and the contents began to hiss and bubble.