Chapter 125: A Stunning Blow

"Have you ever thought about taking the college entrance exam yourself?" Xie Lin asked.

"I have." How could I not?

Gu Zhuo gave a wry smile. "I had actually registered for it back then. Tutoring them was my way of reviewing, but... the day before the exam, I suddenly received news about someone who might have been Yinyin."

"The child suspected to be Yinyin had been severely beaten for resisting, so how could I possibly delay?"

The second time the exam came around, she was trapped in the mountains again.

Seeing Wang Kai in such a state, the powerful figures kneeling on the ground were left utterly stunned. They exchanged glances, all feeling a sense of bewilderment.

Amidst his thoughts, Sun Lin charged forward with his skill once more. Meng Luo made use of her superior ranged attack distance to land a basic attack.

Xue Manxin finally remembered the Golem Fruit that Xue Canliu had left for her. Looking at the fruit in her arms, she spoke.

Mu Yang cursed viciously, while the rest of the coaching staff hid not far away, not daring to approach.

"By that time, we Blood Moon people will have already arrived on Earth, fully prepared for a home-field battle. Even if their technology is advanced, they would have no chance of winning against us, as we would be backed by the immense resources of a giant planet upon our arrival. Their own supplies would be mostly exhausted by the long journey; they would be nothing more than spent arrows."

The middle-aged man let out a miserable shriek and collapsed to the ground. His eyes were filled with terror as he looked at Lang Fei, for he had never imagined that he would be killed in an instant the moment he made a move.

"Jian Wu, how far are we from the Tianwu Kingdom now?" Zi Yun'er asked, unable to help herself after hearing Jian Wu's words.

"What is going on? Why won't the Central Region let him return? Wasn't it said that he would arrive here in three days?" Wang Kai asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.

The God-Fallen Mountain Range—Leng Yi had long intended to visit this place, but it had always been delayed for various reasons.

When he reached the military camp, it hadn't been long since Lang Fei's departure, but he was astonished to find that the place where the camp had been stationed was now completely empty. Had he not seen this clearing with his own eyes, he would never have believed it was the original site of the camp.

Although the Crown Prince of Cangmang was nominally the leader of this expedition to the Wuji Heaven, in their group, the capable were the ones who held sway. Since the Sword Demon Di Xin was the strongest among them, they naturally had to follow his lead.

Perhaps she had chosen the wrong path from the very beginning; she should not have fought against fate, only to end up on an even more arduous journey.

The reason Old Man Tang gave was that it could "ward off evil spirits." As soon as those three words were uttered, even someone as serious as Li Haiyang couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Under the bright sunlight, the ice-blue sculpture refracted a seven-colored halo, shimmering like a rainbow. Cold mist rose from it, and the expression of terror and bewilderment remained frozen on the sculpture's face.

"I do not believe it. Bring her out to see me," Feng Zhongliu said, unwilling to give up but feeling somewhat helpless. Could he really force his way into the Lintian Pavilion?

The onlookers were thrown into total disarray. They had not yet recovered from the shock of Han Tianyu's escape when they saw him sent flying again. What was going on?

Just as she was about to speak again, Han Che suddenly clamped his large hand over the back of her head, leaned down, and captured her pink lips.

She had heard that being allowed to entertain guests meant she was qualified to enter the inner sanctum of the Masters' Alliance—the residence of Master Luoyun.

The giant snake shook its head violently, its silver-white scales standing on end until it looked like a ferocious hedgehog. Then, its massive head smashed down from the air toward the Snow War warriors on the ground.

It turned out that the middle-aged man felt he was getting closer to a breakthrough and feared missing his chance. Worried that being unprepared would make a hasty breakthrough fruitless, he had come to see if he could find that new disciple who looked like a physiognomist. He hadn't expected to actually find him.