Chapter 103: Liu Dehua, Willing to Work for Free

Zhu Zhan’s nostrils flared with fury, but he remained silent. The spiritual energy from his dantian surged forth, flowing through his meridians into the spear. The eight-foot-long spear began to shine brilliantly, emitting a series of tiger-like roars along its shaft.

All martial arts combine hardness and softness, so Bagua Fist also contains elements of forcefulness, which depend on the practitioner’s temperament.

Because of Huaishu’s kind and benevolent nature, he already regarded Qionghua as his second home.

A powerful gust of energy swept through, shaking the trees and branches within a hundred yards, rustling leaves incessantly.

Xu Qianru glared at Su Yunze before turning back into her room. Flustered, she pulled out her phone, scrolled through several contacts, and began making calls.

“Mo Ming, let’s leave for now,” Feng Yufei whispered, tugging Mo Ming gently. “There must be some misunderstanding here.”

“Miss Wushuang, I apologize in advance,” Chen Xiang smiled apologetically at Wushuang.

Yan Lingyun, expressionless, remarked knowingly that Mo Fan had once given Tong Tong a rare Primordial Yang Pill.

On the way back, it was said that across the Yellow River, there lay the Xiongguo tribe, home to the renowned Emperor Xuanyuan, a man exceptional and deeply loved by the people.

The soldiers guarding the gate with him were displeased. Although the Chen Kingdom lacked a formal army, it still had some ordinary guards.

Even when drinking his favorite Starbucks Americano, he would take big gulps, often removing the lid.

No one knew what would happen if Xu Dekai continued to flaunt himself, especially since Mu Yeli already knew everything and was preparing to deal with him.

As Long Xuan spoke, the power of the Dragon Realm augmented him, his body radiating dazzling light as he unleashed tremendous strength.

As for Fa Ziran, he bent his front leg slightly, extended his left hand forward with an upright palm, as if performing a bow-step pushing palm technique.

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In truth, Li Tian was a master of duplicity, with intricate ties to the Grandmaster of the School of Thick Black Theory. Tang Laoban’s silence did not mean inaction; it indicated he was probing Li Tian’s inner thoughts.

Compared to the Immortal King Wushang, Kundi was even more terrifying—a foreign titan, one of the elite among immortal kings.

The Third Prince of the East Sea sneered contemptuously, wielding his round-tipped silver spear with force. It sliced down like a cascade of silver waterfalls from the sky, accompanied by booming thunder, flashing lightning, and spreading electric arcs—a truly terrifying spectacle.

Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared, calm and composed, aware that the opponent likely knew about Long Xuan and intended to capture him.

With a wave of his hand, sword qi flew forth ceaselessly, forming a sea of blades that overwhelmed Wang Mang before him.

Long Quan was convinced that Ma Caijiang was the true backer of Zhang Yicheng, possibly a senior family elder. This company was supported by Ma Caijiang, and Vice Mayor Bai was Ma’s direct superior, so it was no surprise he could pull strings.

A surge of anger welled within me. Damn it, this snake’s full strength was on par with a true god. How could I fight it? I might as well just crash and die to avoid being devoured—though I wasn’t sure if snakes ate the dead.

Moreover, what was this entity he spoke of? Juye was filled with questions but didn’t know where to begin.

“What’s there to fear? It’s just those godly clans. No matter how many come, I’ll wipe them all out,” crowed the arrogant Chicken Emperor.

Ye Han was furious. He had planned to deceive Ye Chen first and find an opportunity to ambush him, but unexpectedly, this fellow came straight to seize the family head’s position.

In this era, a pure-blooded German from an ancient lineage had transformed a foldable makeup mirror favored by Muggles—a square plastic model at that?

“Let’s go together!” Lewis went mad, recklessly dragging him toward the speedboat. Although he knew his strength wasn’t enough to save two injured people, a breath of determination surged within, unwilling to face reality.

“Though I don’t understand your kind, are you so reckless because you have absolute confidence in yourself?” Fang Bai asked irritably.

I admit I was a bit dramatic and sensitive, but thinking that when I die, no one will truly mourn me, made life feel quite tragic.

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“Hmph, very well! Since your tongue is so sharp, I hope the Feng family will have the same backbone when the time comes,” Yuan Lin sneered.

I hurriedly stepped back several paces. Suddenly, my leg hit something, my foot slipped, and I began to lose balance, swaying uncontrollably as I fell backward. Panicking, I shouted, seeing that I was about to crash into the coffee table.

After a long while, the smoke and dust finally cleared, allowing Takashima to see the scene behind the stone tablet. He froze in place at what he saw.

“Are you still having surgery now?” Cheng Lingzhi said helplessly. Facing an elderly man who only wished to see his family, she simply could not be angry.

The main infantry force of the Tiger Fierce Army struck from behind the Xia army, delivering a heavy blow to their morale. Then a thunderous bomb exploded, shaking the entire battlefield. Xia soldiers staggered, their fighting spirit dampened, and their fierce momentum gradually halted.

Zi Lan, having heard Ao Yu’s words, finally calmed down and wiped away tears. She spoke quietly to Ao Yu.

The surrounding vines retreated wherever he moved, like a prickly cactus avoiding a tightly sealed bottle.

This cultivation had reached the supreme realm of martial prowess—divine martial mastery, where the body radiated illumination, movement was like an antelope’s horn hanging without trace.

Just as Murong Lan took two steps back, preparing to decline one by one, two more distinguished and handsome men appeared, extending invitations.

After the story was told, Guiguzi fell into deep thought. He immediately isolated Tianming and Xiang Ziyao from the surroundings. A person like Guiguzi, once absorbed in thought over a matter, could easily become utterly engrossed.