131 Felines Love Playing with Balls

Chen Anquan was the strongest Tiger-level martial artist he had ever seen!
Pinned to the ground, Chen Anquan recalled something Yin Miaomiao had once told him:
"A powerful martial artist can take on five or six opponents of the same rank simultaneously."
"It's just a peak Tiger-level beast, what the hell is there to be afraid of!"
If not for the fact that the enemy had strength in numbers, Chen Anquan would never have been reduced to such a pathetic state!
"Flying Dragon in the Sky!"
Chen Anquan let out a fierce howl.
While a powerhouse at the Life Palace Realm cannot yet manifest pure spiritual energy into form, Bai Yizhi’s control over spiritual energy had clearly reached a remarkably high level, allowing him to fuse sword intent with spiritual energy to form a pair of wings made of light.
Over the years, he had consumed a massive quantity of blood pills, yet all that vital energy had been devoured by this foreign object, rendering it useless for his cultivation or further awakening his physical body. This was the true reason he had been unable to cultivate, with his progress stalled.
But no matter how hard it was to endure, he had to. For Geli to stomp on his face like this and force him to strip to display his privates—this was something Yin Feng could not tolerate.
She was that unfortunate sacrificial victim! Yet, she now felt how incredibly lucky she was to have been chosen.

Geli sat in the audience, having long since grasped the meaning behind Yang Liying’s gaze; her eyes were clearly signaling that he was the lucky fan.
"What? President Wu of Tianxi Company?" Li Hongfei was skeptical. This connection had been introduced by a friend in the underworld; how could he possibly be plotting to harm him?
Li Xihe had been navigating the business world for many years; he was no fool. He knew better than to go head-to-head with the Xiao family. He immediately tried to contact the Xiao Group, hoping to beg Xiao Qingzhan to let him off. But who was Xiao Qingzhan? He wasn’t someone one could meet just by wishing for it.
A shrill, harrowing roar emanated from the very depths, filled with pain and malice. It was no less terrifying than the wails of ten thousand ghosts she had heard at the bottom of the Demon-Sealing Abyss.
"How... how is this possible?" Li Hongfei stared at him in utter shock, seemingly unable to believe his words.
Xiao Ruoqian was so angry she felt she might vomit blood. If he was a blockhead, he really was a blockhead. Even she, an outsider, could see Huo Yuyan’s feelings for him perfectly clearly, yet only this fool before her was here worrying about his reputation.
Bo Duoduo squeezed her hand slightly. In front of their seniors, she didn't dare to offer any advice.
Chen Ran had never realized his self-control could be this strong, especially when he wanted her so badly right now.
Rong Yu’s face was clouded with gloom. He glared at the laughing Rong Yu before him, feeling deeply that this guy’s presence was a severe hindrance to his work.
Although she usually learned things based on her mood and interest, seemingly lacking the systematic approach of Dabao and Erbao, she was actually no less capable than they were.
As for Xia Chuan and You, they had grown bored of playing and started watching a movie, even ordering fried chicken for delivery.

"How much money can an online shop possibly make?" At this moment, Shen Cong'an had no realization of the potential of online stores.
Mr. Yuan woke up the moment he heard the sound. He opened the door and blocked Shen Zui, his eyes filled with malice.
Murong Xuan brushed the pastry crumbs off his clothes in disgust. It was durian-flavored—durian-flavored pastry! His stomach churned as he stepped forward and walked back into the manor.
Shen Zui remained silent, listening to the uneven footsteps outside, and subconsciously turned off the lights in the room.
This made Han Xiang even angrier. She watched as Cheng Yi finished the pastry and left, and Leng Zixue followed after seeing Han Xiang depart.
Qin Ming looked at the sea of thunder in the sky with disdain, not taking the ocean of lightning seriously at all.
From a few dozen points a day to several thousand, and now over ten thousand in a single night, less than twenty days had passed.
Xu Yang nodded; this was a viable plan, though it remained to be seen whether they would be able to stay in the Magic City for long.