Chapter 52: Two-Player Instance
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Liang Xuan’s face was filled with anxiety, and just as she was about to shout at the person opposite her, a sudden heavy thud echoed from behind, accompanied by the sound of a heavy object crashing down.
"Yes! Yes! Throw him down!" Job was watching Chu Xiu and didn't pay attention to Reiner's gaze. Hearing those words and assuming Reiner meant to deal with Chu Xiu, he shouted excitedly.
In the grand hall stood powerhouses from various empires: Hai Bodong, Mittels Tengshan, Fa Ma, and Mu Chen. Every single one of them held a unique and extraordinary status within the Jia Ma Empire.
Ding He truly couldn't believe it; he knew his own skill level well. But now, his peeling technique was... well, it was simply too incredible! Peeling a potato was just like peeling an apple, keeping the potato skin completely unbroken and amazingly thin and even. With this kind of skill, he could go work as a professional chef.
It was said that he had stolen his family's motorcycle and was speeding wildly down the road when, due to losing control, he crashed straight into a large truck loaded with steel rebar.
"Uncle Zhong, Jingchen was injured—such a big deal, why didn't you mention it to us? If the boss hadn't brought it up today, we still wouldn't have known. How is he? Is the injury serious?" The old man asked with a face full of worry.
The window of their room faced directly toward the windowsill of the flat-headed ghost that the dragon-tattooed man and Nina had encountered that night.
Shen Fei was clearly putting on airs. Nobody knew what his situation was like after graduation, yet he still casually promised Xie Lang a monthly salary of ten thousand.
"A primary-level skill is equivalent to five years of practice for an ordinary person!" Ignoring Ding He's question, the system answered on its own.
"Please excuse my uncle's lack of manners." Zhang Zhen’s entire heart had flown away to the highest heavens along with Mo Qiantao’s departure, leaving him looking absent-minded.
While speaking, the Horned Eagle King casually raised a hand, gathering a thousand zhang of worldly energy into his grasp. He condensed it into an ice-bound boulder a hundred zhang high and thirteen zhang wide, hurling it through the sky straight down toward Chu Wuli.
Just as the monk of Deep Water entangled Wanyan Yunming, another monk wielding a golden staff dropped into the battlefield, followed by a black alms bowl that smashed down toward Wanyan Yunming's head.
Scarcely a few seconds after the two accelerated, the sound of something tearing through the air echoed endlessly from the mountain above, as if heaven and earth were collapsing.
"This subordinate will definitely live up to expectations!" No one knew what the future would hold, but for now, Zhang Zhang made the promise anyway. After all, empty words didn't cost a dime, so he could say whatever he pleased.
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"Sixth Brother Yin flatters me!" Abbess Miejue laughed heartily, the smile on her face even brighter than when she had praised Zhang Zhang's martial arts earlier. She was extremely proud in her heart and immensely satisfied with Zhou Zhiruo. True to being her most valued disciple, who practiced diligently without stopping, she had not brought shame upon her.
After returning home, Old Madam Zhang continued to brood in anger, giving vague and evasive answers when her sister-in-law, younger sister-in-law, and others pressed her with questions.
"Although the official report listed him as fallen in battle, no body was ever found afterward..." Kakashi Hatake's feelings right now were beyond description. From the initial joy of seeing Rin Nohara alive before his eyes, to the unmasking of the masked man's identity, his emotions had undergone a tumultuous roller coaster ride, entirely self-evident.
At this moment, Qingmu also hurried over and, at Zhang Huai's signal, pulled Madam Zheng back; Dwarf Zhou similarly shouted at his own old wife.
Two individuals close to the realm of peerless masters from Fish Mountain Island and Heavenly Beast Manor charged forward simultaneously. Four people, four palms, struck out at Chu Wuli at the same instant.
"Get in the bus, get in the bus!" The minibus drove them to a bustling street, at the head of which stood a beautiful outdoor restaurant. The afternoon sunlight spilled down, enveloping the patrons in warm hues.
"Chen Jing, why are you only back now? It seems like only you and Huang Li haven't returned. Did you go off on a private date with him?" Seeing the newcomer, Mu Mengmeng sobered up a bit and asked with a grin.
After putting away his belongings, Gu Yusheng walked over to the spot prepared in advance by the production crew, while Reba sat nearby, cracking melon seeds.
At the same time, this contributed sixty-eight million in revenue to Tidal Technology and brought Shen Lang a net profit of fifty-four million. One had to admit that making online games nowadays was insanely lucrative; no wonder someone like Shi Yuzhu, who sold health supplements, wanted to dive into the gaming industry.
Perhaps because they had expended too much physical energy the previous night, Liu Tianxian rested her head on Shen Lang's arm and went back for another nap, not emerging from the room until the afternoon.
During the time they were being hunted, they didn't dare to light a fire at night, and their meals consisted solely of hard, dry rations.
"Children, are you all awake? Very good, very good. You woke up quite early; I was just thinking of calling you after I finished my morning exercise," Old Master Liu said to us with a smile.
Jiang Yu’s smile noticeably stiffened. With a look of resentment, he emptied out the tea from the pot, refilled it with hot water out of sheer familiarity, let it steep for a moment, and poured a cup for the old commander.
As for Mo Qianshan, she immediately picked up her cup and took a large gulp. Because the tea had just been brewed, she was almost scalded. She spat the water out, her face wrinkling from the heat, and opened her mouth to pant, trying to cool down her mouth.
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"Because that is a decision made by the future, and no matter what the future wants to do, I will help the future." Determination shone in Molin’s eyes, as if she intended to adopt those words as the guiding principle of her life.
Of course, such a salary was already quite impressive in 2002; it could buy one square meter of housing in Shanghai—though, admittedly, in a very remote area.
If Luo Ran were truly arrested, how would she pay the mortgage on this house? She had less than ten thousand yuan left in her bank card; how were they supposed to survive in the future?
It wasn't until Shang Ruoyun caught a faint whiff of the scent of blood that she suddenly jerked her head up to see what Su Fan was doing.
The one being skinned was Zou Weichang. Although he hadn't breathed his last yet, at this stage, death was only a matter of time.
"Believe what you will." Xu Huo pushed the door open and walked out just as Gu You and her companion returned with the biscuits.
You people have usurped others' fortunes and destiny for over a century, and now it is naturally time to return it family by family. However, you needn't worry that the repayment will take too much longer.
Anger blazed in Du Qiming's eyes as he glared at Wang Shen. Wang Shen shoved the handheld gaming console into his hands, muttered "Sorry," and turned to walk back toward the teaching building. Meng Li followed behind him, casting a glance at Du Qiming, and walked into the building after Wang Shen without a word.
If the two of them hadn't truly opened their hearts to each other yet poured out all their emotions in one breathless rush, wouldn't things be moving far too hastily?
He truly must have been utterly useless to have constantly plunged her into such endless controversy and vitriol.
Following the immortal energy, all of Ma Zhu's shattered remains successfully entered Su Fan's body as desired.
The ones struck dumb with astonishment were by no means just Qin Yu and Li Qingru; out of the hundreds present, almost everyone's jaws dropped to the floor, and even the reclusive Elder Weng Yi perched atop the cliff peak was left completely at a loss for what to do for a long time.
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