Youth Training Camp 120, here I come!

"Thank you for your hard work," Chen Anquan said with a smile. He walked over to Yin Miaomiao and patted her on the shoulder. Suddenly, his palm slid downward without warning. In the next second, he found himself supporting her chest. Both of them froze, locking eyes in stunned silence. Yin Miaomiao stiffened and said, "Take your hand off." She had expected Chen Anquan to simply pat her shoulder; she hadn't anticipated him taking such liberties. She was Zhang Yushu, and after Gu Qingyuan had entrusted her with keeping an eye on Yang Hui, she felt it was her own failure that allowed the sudden attack to happen. She seemed fond of creating long, elaborate names; Yu Shiqing wondered, while staring at his computer, whether she had come up with a unique nickname for him in her heart. The nature of their work was quite similar—what a hacker could do, a "white-hat" could do as well, though their motives were diametrically opposed.

Many geniuses who dominate in European leagues do not necessarily thrive when they reach the Summer League. Wayne and Kobe both signaled for people not to rush or scramble, assuring them that everyone would have a chance to get beaten eventually. In reality, he wanted to say, "Big sister, have you lost your mind? It’s one thing to send your children everywhere, but you even get married at the drop of a hat? Is this how casually you go about finding husbands?" Seeing the ancient lantern festival in a virtual world for the first time was an eye-opening experience for everyone from the "Doomsday Duel" world. Dense crowds of *Fairy Sword Tribulation* players gathered at the festival, some in small groups and others as couples, all dressed in various styles of ancient attire. If he hadn't needed to stay behind at the branch office to handle the aftermath, he would have been on the same flight back as Yu Shiqing. The leader of the Green Dragon Gang wiped the corner of his mouth and coughed twice; his face was pale, and it was clear he was in pain. His final trump card had failed to subdue Tao Ran, and he knew he had lost this battle. Yet, to achieve great things, the strength of one individual is limited. Just like a moment ago, when tens of thousands of arrows rained down—no matter how high your skill, you have to bow to the inevitable. If he wanted to unify the Fusang server to prepare for future dominance in the Asian server, the red-clad Fusang elites under his command were pawns and allies he could not afford to abandon. Yin Changsheng, Wang Fangping, and the Wheel King, having attained immortality through the practice of underworld arts in Fengdu, remained hidden within the scroll. Though underworld arts can be extreme and esoteric, they are effective when used properly by a practitioner. Thus, they remained in seclusion there, seeking more profound methods of refinement. If they could successfully overcome their predestined tribulations, they too would escape the cycle of reincarnation. As Jue Wushen finished speaking, everyone in the hall was shocked by the prowess of Feng Yun and Ye Feng, and they all fell into a heavy silence. Alas, it was unknown if that child was still alive, how old he was, and whether this senior would truly let him leave the world of martial arts to become a scholar and pursue wealth through the imperial examinations.

Most crucially, those rings of light emitted mysterious pulses and sounds that exerted an influence on Sun Wukong's divine soul. Ouyang Ba spoke without even looking at Lian Yuncheng, as if he did not hold this young man in any regard, even though he had just single-handedly blocked ten thousand incoming arrows. However, all of this was but an illusion; yet, the sinking into this phantasmagoria drew Ye Feng’s spirit completely into a sea of desire. The Sword-Wielding Guest looked at Niu Dadan’s hesitant expression, which suggested he was not yet prepared. If he explained it here, it might just make the old man feel too good about himself and start trying to negotiate terms with Feng Lin. The French artillery barrage on Hill 4 revealed that their frontline had acquired a stronger battery configuration than before, which served as a preliminary confirmation of Rommel’s famous quote. This was because, when the Divine Martial Emperor first comprehended the *Death King Sutra*, he had drawn inspiration from the secret arts of the Undead Dragon Clan, ultimately deducing this heaven-defying martial art through logical deduction. Of course, many remained quite passionate about the Shangqing Sect; it was a formidable power, standing as one of the stronger entities even among the eight super-sects.