Chapter 98

For example, a glass can withstand a 5-kilogram impact force. Hitting it twice would not break it, but a 10-kilogram force would shatter it directly.

Unfortunately, they were born in an era of war. Even if they harbored a desire to live in seclusion, fate had other plans. Their son died in an accident, and the grieving couple resolved to end the war. What they could devise was to create a powerful armed force to crush one side entirely, rendering conflict unnecessary.

"This idiot, who does he think he is? Just like that, solved by the furious old man with a white beard, solved!" Basqu cried out excitedly.

Now, the reaction of the second young master of the Durian family was being observed by Duke Conlot. The duke smiled with satisfaction, though no one noticed the fleeting dimness in the depths of his pupils, as if he had sighed helplessly through his throat.

In principle, facing such a situation, Eagle Eye would likely have drawn his blade. Yet Eagle Eye merely glanced at the wine cup in his hand, raised it to clink with Albert, and took a deep draught.

After all, it was a sword. Regardless of its quality, it could not be denied as a sword. Though inferior, it could still activate a hundred-step flying sword.

The Grasshopper Team had secured the captain's position through considerable effort and cunning tactics, but the prize they had drawn was exceptionally rewarding. Kaisai had gained tenfold knee strength, which was almost too good to be true.

Clicking to reveal it revealed that this was merely a fragment of what Taylor had said during her appearance on the Alan show. There was no complete video online, only a segment about her boyfriends, and she was simply one among them.

I could only sit by the shore to stabilize my cultivation. Although the power of the Hidden Thorn Bow could harmonize perfectly with Bai Li, the sudden increase required time to adapt.

Both sides had inherent disparities in raw strength, yet their will to compete differed markedly. In comparison, the Tiger Team had seized the advantage.

After the words, he fell silent, motionless, his faint breath and shriveled skin making him resemble a corpse.

At Juelang Pass, on the day Prince Qi and Jiang Yuan were ambushed, when Lu Jing gripped Yin Wuxing tightly, his palms and the acupoints along his chest and abdomen frantically absorbed the inner energy of the Black Witch Demon Art from Yin Wuxing's body.

The soldier was momentarily stunned, then struggled to don his tattered military uniform. Just as he sought his helmet, Lu Jing struck from behind, clapping a palm to the top of his head and knocking him unconscious. He then lifted the body, concealed his form, and carried him out of the bedroom to the spot where he had been pretending to nap.

At that time, Nie Yuanfeng had refused without hesitation, claiming unfinished business and suggesting they wait in the ward. Who could have foreseen his arrival now, his face looking quite grim.

It was three young commanders clad in heavy armor that did not appear burdensome. They scanned the crowd, then their gazes settled on Yun Feng and Xia Tian.

"Being able to fight like this, why resort to slaughter? You're far too ruthless. Added to fourteen thousand? Damn it, you're ruthless—I'll add another hundred." Jialun spoke again, though his face showed clear pain.

Xing Ge declared that he was old and could not endure such stimulating music, suggesting he find two girls to play with instead.

Since he was the emperor who held life and death in his grasp, and since he wished to seek his aid, fulfilling the wish was only right. What else could he do?

If Princess Jinyang and Marquis Anguo refused, Li Jingyi could still petition the imperial decree. But now the greatest obstacle likely lay with those two figures in the palace. If they would not agree, who would Li Jingyi and Yun Chi approach?

After speaking, Hua Shi issued an eviction notice and had the green-haired man draw the curtains, clearly sending guests off to bed.

Xiao Mu was a celestial master, and such a method proved useful in this setting. Yet every time he sensed the earth's veins, a chill crept over him.

Seeing this, Gao Mingyuan was momentarily stunned, for he discovered an odd fragment lodged in that position within the diary.

Wuma Chengshao's face remained expressionless. After speaking, he glanced once more at his empty left arm.

"I want those flowers you bought." The black-robed man shifted his cloak, then pointed to the bouquet tucked into Green Hair's arms—the one exchanged at a premium upon entry.

You must know that this Gao Mingyuan was not the same man who had confronted the Demon King seventeen on Yujie Mountain.

Rushing onward at full speed, having covered more than half the morning, Jiang Huxiong's gourd at his waist now held no wine.

Like many years ago, in that swaying carriage, he seemed to plunge into a whirlpool, colors vivid and light glorious.

It was a memory nearly forgotten by him, then he saw that he had an identical brother.

The Arab tycoon ahead of the Desert Eagle placed the first bet. Throughout the game he had been cautious, and after the fourth card appeared he suddenly wagered ten red codes, a total of one million.

A voice of astonishment rang out from the whirlpool, just like the record player's sound, echoing repeatedly beside his ears.

Although Wang Nanhu felt heavy doubts in his heart, caution and the unshakable belief that he would not abandon the task until completion kept him from wavering even inwardly.

He coaxed Zhou Zhou and Lan Yin onto the taxi and reported an address. Lan Yin and Zhou Zhou continued to gaze excitedly at the night scenery rushing past, oblivious to where Wei Xiao would take them.

And on another carriage, a man with a face like jade maintained an expressionless mask, just as before, unperturbed by waves.

Lin Yi gripped the heavy scale without hesitation. Seizing the moment Zhang Man was lost in concentration, he retreated rapidly and carried away Zhang Man and Xuan Chi together.

The muddy kasaya swept across the carriage's crossbar. Beside the grand mansion ahead, rows of willow trees stood planted. I drew a deep breath, and within it lingered the faint aftertaste of lotus fragrance.