Chapter 148: Double the Betrothal Gifts, Locked in Competition Yet Again

The explosive power of the mother spider was truly ferocious, releasing waves of venom. Fortunately, his body was immune to all poisons, otherwise he would have long since succumbed and died.

When water-attribute cultivation techniques are evolved to their absolute peak, they turn into sheer ice. Martial arts of this attribute, when pushed to the ultimate limit, can utilize the moisture omnipresent in the air to condense into ice, capable of killing silently and invisibly, leaving opponents defenseless.

"Alright, stop sighing. This is the soup Yi'er instructed me to brew for you, drink it quickly. This red-charcoal fire dragon colt is truly nourishing." Aunt Mei placed a bowl of hot brain soup in front of her.

She never expected that Lin Feng would take the initiative to kiss her lips. Held in Lin Feng's embrace, Wu Jing's mind instantly went blank. Her hands pressed instinctively against her chest in a fluster as a rich, masculine scent emanated from Lin Feng, causing Wu Jing to shudder involuntarily and her legs to grow weak.

We boarded the car and slipped away quietly. Once outside, we switched to another car in a different alley and changed our clothes along the way. Only our mouths, noses, and eyes were left exposed, while every other part of our bodies was completely covered in black garments.

Throwing Ling Fei into the vehicle, Feng Xiao did not return to the driver's seat. Instead, he followed closely behind Ling Fei and sat in the back.

"What is your impression of university?" Mentioning the word university seemed to deepen Wu Jing's melancholy, prompting her to rest her head gently on Lin Feng's shoulder while her gaze slowly drifted toward the couples laughing and chatting on the lawn.

Madam Luo was also extremely anxious. Looking at the massive Luo Yi who had collapsed on the ground, she had no idea what to do.

His thin lips curved slightly, and his gaze was utterly indifferent, yet inexplicably, Luo Xiaojing sensed a powerful threat emanating from it.

Before they had even met, Chu Luo had already completely lost any favorable impression of Ling Fei's so-called boyfriend. In truth, deep down in his heart, he had never taken Ling Fei's claim of having a boyfriend seriously at all.

As Gu Jiang spoke, a look of sorrow surfaced on the faces of those who had planned to follow Guo Jie and the others into the Spiritual Energy Mountain. Though reluctant, under Gu Jiang's imposing might, they had no choice but to obey.

The arm of the Black Corpse Rakshasa stretched out, transforming into a hundreds-of-miles-long black dragon claw, blocking Fei Zhong as he attempted to go forward and slay Zhang Ruochen.

Only now did I finally understand why Chen Tiannan had chosen to commit suicide. On one hand, it was because of the human-skin coffin, and on the other hand, it was highly likely that this kind of married life had made him feel that life was no longer worth living.

Yet, just as I finished drawing, Village Chief Ma suddenly trembled all over. Immediately afterward, cold sweat poured down, his limbs began to convulse, and white foam spilled from the corners of his mouth.

As soon as his voice faded, the main hall's doors were slowly pushed open. Following that, Zhuge Qingming led more than a dozen coffin-bearers inside.

Consequently, almost all eyes across the vast land of China were focused on the developments of the situation in Liaodong.

Moreover, during the previous two clashes, although his short blade appeared undamaged, he knew the truth of the matter best himself.

Only after the soldiers had acquired a preliminary understanding of certain knowledge did Wang Tianjie gradually begin to implement what could be called a "devil-style special training" regimen.

Yang Fan, however, did not go to sleep. He sat in the courtyard chatting with Old Man Xuanrun and the others, while the Flame Demon and the others also remained awake. They had wandered off toward the First-Line Sky gorge, continuously observing the situation there.

One must know that ever since she lost her purity in the Immortal Dragon Emperor's treasury, all she had been thinking about was how to exact revenge on the other party. Who could have imagined it would evolve into the current state of affairs?

Every single word was powerful and resounding, lingering deep within the souls of all living creatures, piercing into their very bones and marrow, impossible to dispel.

"Instead of wasting time bickering, you'd better go back and get some proper rest. You will have one hour of rest coming up."

That night, after the 80,000 soldiers of the Liaonan and Tashan garrisons had recovered their physical strength, Li Dingguo and Ai Nengqi led their troops northward by night, preparing to launch a surprise attack on the next Japanese army camp a dozen miles to the north.

After arriving in Senegal, they depended on each other for survival. Having gone through life and death together, their affection deepened rapidly.

"Throwing money at it..." Zhouruo Tong certainly didn't believe the nonsense Li Hao was spouting. Someone in the United States with their own motorcade and bodyguards had to be at least a billionaire. Just how much money would one have to spend to become friends with such a person?

Liu Yunwei paid his respects to his grandfather Liu Ting and his father Liu Zhao that very day, and then bid farewell to his wife before returning to the military camp alongside Li Tian昊 and Zhao Kaishan.

In Li Hao's eyes flickered anger and jealousy, the vast majority of which stemmed from Zhang Xiaoting's devotion to Ji Han.

The overwhelming media coverage gradually caused the general public, who had previously not known Yang Xinyi, to remember and become familiar with her name and appearance. All of this buildup in popularity and public praise laid a solid foundation for her later film and television work.

Out of the 2,500 geniuses, three-fifths had already lost their "Four Human Ranking Tokens." In other words, they had lost their qualifications to continue participating in the competition.

Wang Tian could not help but glance at Liu Lingshuang. He naturally understood why she was so emotional; while the matter sounded quite cliché, this was simply reality, wasn't it?

Jiang Yunxiu suppressed his anger. Shi Xiuquan and Jin Zhonghuan were both people of status and standing, and he could not simply keep cursing at them forever. The most important thing right now was how to handle what came next.