Volume 1, Chapter 64: Su Nanxue's Hidden Troubles

Seeing Su Nanxue, Xia Xiyin was too shocked to speak. She pointed at her, then at Guan Hanzhong, and finally at their intertwined hands, asking silently with her eyes.

Guan Hanzhong laughed heartily and said, "Sister-in-law, what kind of expression is that?"

"All the members of the school team are from your basketball faction; you simply don't give other basketball clubs in Galaxy Private any chance!" Dong Lei said.

After making the decision to launch an attack, and without waiting for Luo Yunxi to express her stance, Monica turned and left the cockpit, walking toward an emergency escape door located on the side of the corridor outside.

In a momentary surge of emotion, he failed to notice that in his astonishment, he had been using both hands and feet, accidentally kicking and bumping against the surrounding walls to make a commotion.

Yet Chen Qi recognized her at first glance, recognizing the very person who should least of all have appeared at this time and in this place. He lowered his binoculars, slowly bowed his head, and for the first time, his eyes completely lost their usual sharpness due to emotional turbulence, turning instead into a blank, unblinking stare into the void, filled with the daze brought by shock and terror.

However, Zuoqiu Chen was not overly disappointed, because all of this was within his prior expectations. Moreover, he knew that if true fire and earthly marrow could simply be bought with spirit stones, he would not have had to go through untold hardships to search for them deep within the earth.

Psychological warfare was also out of the question. Players who managed to reach the ranking tournament stage possessed exceptionally strong mental fortitude. Furthermore, given the immense significance of these ranking matches, it was simply impossible for anyone to surrender directly.

"Tang Ye? What business do you have here?" A violent tremor shook Shi Yi's heart. This person turned out to be the head of the Tang family, which meant that eight out of ten times, this matter had something to do with Tang Ji.

"Fans, players, and coaches always view the game differently. After all, one looks at it from the perspective of entertainment, while the other from the perspective of warfare. Since their viewpoints differ, naturally everything else is different as well," Jin Nanzhe said, taking a sip of water.

Mu Taoyi hugged Wang Bo. Wang Bo stooped his body to accommodate Mu Taoyi's embrace; otherwise, even with high heels on, she would still be a head shorter than him.

Beichen Xian was already thirty years old by nominal age. He had a tall and sturdy build, standing at least one meter ninety, and it was no exaggeration to describe him as having the back of a dragon and the shoulders of a bear. His physical strength was naturally astonishing, and the saber he slashed out carried immense momentum, faintly accompanied by the roaring sounds of wind and thunder.

"In other words, just like Kin'emon and the others, we also need preparation time," Boss Nekomamushi said, then turned back to look at Duke Inuarashi, as if seeking his opinion. Duke Inuarashi said nothing and merely nodded.

Luffy and the other two entered without attracting the attention of the marines. Reaching the bar counter near the kitchen and ordering today's main dish of curry, the starved Straw Hat and the rabbit eagerly watched the master chef auntie portioning out the food.

Conversely, Yuan Ying's own dimensional ring was also the core of chaos, specifically the core of the native chaotic universe—and a supremely massive chaotic universe core at that. It was just that, for now, Yuan Ying was merely an agent and had not yet grown powerful enough to command this core.

Seeing that unimaginably huge insectoid body and the hive continuously spawning zerg warriors, Lu Tian smiled coldly. All the acupoints across his body radiated light, gushing forth with dense rules of thunder.

Opposite them, not far from the Drunken Immortal Tower, as Lu Tian and his group departed, people gradually approached. Seeing that no trouble had occurred, even more onlookers emerged.

However, unlike martial artists who excelled in slaughter and combat, the Buddhist sect advocated compassion. While Buddhist Arhats might be inferior to martial saints when it was a matter of hard-hitting offense and slaughter, their methods of saving lives were truly top-tier for their era.

This matter aroused everyone's curiosity, but no one pressed further. Since Chenghao had not mentioned it now—regardless of whether he didn't want to speak or couldn't speak just yet—it didn't matter. He would reveal it eventually; all they needed to consider was how to bring Qingque down.