105 The Matching Paradox-1

A cyan halo isolated the exterior. Yan Yuncheng tried to touch it with his hand, but he was instantly repelled. Even his spiritual energy attacks dissipated into nothingness upon contact. No matter what methods Yan Yuncheng employed, the cyan halo remained unchanged, clearly demonstrating the power condensed from the terrain and mountains.

Suppressing his nausea—as he had no desire to have any further dealings with that person—Yan Yuncheng directly invoked the fat man’s name. He mused that since they were both fat, they ought to sympathize with one another, and silently offered a prayer for "Fatty" Tian.

"But your injuries...?" Dr. Chen looked at Lu Shanmin, full of hope. "You are not ordinary people; medical miracles are normal for your kind. You will get better, won't you?"

Then, he swung his staff at Golden-Tooth Bing. It should be noted that Master Kongxiang had only ever taken one disciple, Yixin, and had taught him with the utmost care. Consequently, Yixin’s cultivation was far superior to most disciples of the Xuanxian Sect. With that single swing of his staff, the siege on Zou Qi was immediately broken. Seizing the opportunity, Zou Qi pulled back and took flight toward Twin Peaks.

Wu Shixun’s eyes were slightly closed. Every time he saw Wu Zheng, he felt as if he had been slapped hard across the face.

The heat radiating from the long spear spread wildly in all directions around Chu Zifeng. In the cold, rainy night, the surrounding chill was actually evaporated by the heat of the spear, causing the very air to distort. In an instant, the fierce ghosts closing in were all forced back.

If one day the King of the Fire-Insect People were to fall in battle, it was highly likely that this third-tier Fire-Insect warrior would inherit the King’s legacy and lead the Fire-Insect race in their continued resistance.

"I think we shouldn't save him! That old scoundrel!" Wei Muyuan replied to Lin Yu. Hearing their conversation, Shangguan Tingyu couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Mr. Su always has a way." Zhao Ling'er’s eyes curved like crescent moons as she smiled, adding, "Su Mu is the best!"

Just as he intended to follow the source of the sound to investigate, he suddenly heard the whistle of wind being cut.

The following afternoon, on the rooftop of the Blue Hall, Mu Feng was undergoing physical training under the guidance of Sifang.

He knew nothing of sword techniques; he had simply watched too many television dramas and, relying on his superior memory and analytical skills, had intuited them for himself.

Her most beautiful feature was her ethereal, elegant, detached, and dreamlike aura, which made her appear dignified and inviolable, forever beyond the reach of profane thoughts.

However, considering their own strength, they held back. If they had really acted on their impulses, they would surely have been kicked into the golden light behind her.

Xiang Yu felt a sense of imbalance in his heart: He calculated that the others didn't regard him as a threat at all, and that the entire state of Chu intended to hold Fan Zeng in the highest esteem.

Actually, there was nothing strange about this; what I found strange was the car. I vaguely recognized the model and license plate—it was Lin Zhenhai’s car.

Lei Yu clearly sensed that the man looked familiar; wasn't that the young Master Chen he had just taught a lesson? It seemed the people at the restaurant were right; the Chen manor was indeed in collusion with the authorities. It looked like he would have to resort to some tricks today.

However, I did not think so. All of this was actually brought about by Lin Zhenhai; he must have had some devious plot.

Perhaps because of the recent suppression, perhaps because of indignation, perhaps because of unwillingness, or perhaps because I just wanted to curse, I roared out those words.

"The things your great-great-great-grandfather left behind, have you forgotten?" my mother said as she unfolded the cloth.

"Hehe... Young Master, I am truly looking forward to this. Another fight!" Qingtian’s voice was filled with naked desire for battle.

"Dear, do you think Liu San knows the whereabouts of the other half of the treasure map?" Annie asked.

If Liu Qingshui were to say anything to Bai Mulin, it would certainly not be a good thing for him.

Of course, absorbing light was not very feasible under the current circumstances! Perhaps once the internal world grew stronger, it might be possible to try. As for dark energy, it was still impossible for now; these energies were simply too advanced. Why else would humanity still be unable to fully control them?

The people of the Huaxia nation could still survive hiding on Wangwu Mountain, but mining spirit stones was no longer possible, as the noise was too great and would easily invite sudden attacks from the enemy.

Xiao Tianhua hung his head in despair, letting Wei Cheng grab his collar without saying a word. Wei Cheng, frustrated by his lack of ambition, shoved Xiao Tianhua to the ground, knocking over a chair in the process.

The next moment, Fang Yan pressed his dagger against the man’s throat, instantly forcing the enraged man to "calm" down.

Had he been possessed? No, that was still impossible; if it were possession, Ye Xuan would have been able to tell at a glance.

Fang Yan approached Tan Liangfei. Everyone held their breath, as it was clear that Fang Yan intended to do something to him.

P.S.: My right thumb is a bit sore from typing, but since today is a double-update, there should be another chapter this evening.

"In the process of my painstaking efforts to sever the physical head and hands and feet of 'Ji', the place where 'Ji' had once broken the seal—its crotch—suddenly collapsed, causing the right leg to break and separate from the physical body."

In the final analysis, this matter was mainly Zhang Yuqing’s fault. Had she not been so indiscriminate and wrongly accused people, things would not have reached this point. The teachers were wavering, and the scales in their hearts began to tip back toward Ouyang Xiaoxiao, their gazes toward Zhang Yuqing growing even more disdainful.

"Hehe, if he cannot enter the Divine Realm, won't you suffer along with him? Although I don't know what this 'Divine Realm' you speak of is, the thought that it could produce a shameless spirit-tool like you makes me think it’s a place best avoided!" Bai Zhi mocked from the side.

Cao Jiao sighed softly and remained silent for a long time. Xu Qianqian felt she had already guessed what she wanted to say and what she was hesitating about. After all, he was the only person in her mind she could associate with the word "mother," and she understood him quite well.

Lin Yu pondered this for a moment. This matter concerned the secrets of the Posuo tribe, and even if Bai Zhi was unwilling to say more, he would have no complaints. It was, after all, human nature; putting himself in her shoes, Lin Yu knew he would also hesitate.