Chapter 135: Successfully Establishing the Foundation

Time flies like a white steed passing a gap in the wall. In the blink of an eye, a month had slipped away.

With the aid of the teleportation array and the guidance of the elders from the Moon Demon Palace and the Sun Demon Palace, it was no trouble at all for Wang Yu to reach the Star Demon Palace.

Back in their village, those deemed capable were merely known for being boisterous and wild, eventually earning them the reputation of being sharp-tongued and unruly.

At this moment, Xu Cheng announced the end of the meeting, declaring that the afternoon's arena matches would be held at the estate's martial arts field. All attendees were requested to be present as witnesses; should any violation of martial arts regulations occur, not only would the offender be disqualified as a candidate, but the Law Enforcement Hall would also hold them accountable.

There is a fundamental difference: inheriting another's divine spark is naturally inferior to one condensed by oneself, which is infinitely superior in quality.

"I understand, Yueyue, leave it to me!" Linglong said as she took flight from her shoulder, ready to strike at any moment.

Yet, upon reflection, she realized that Jiang Chen’s deliberate actions of holding, pressing against her, and caressing her hips left her feeling both indignant and amused.

The Southern Emperor stared intently, finding it hard to believe. A Nine-Heaven Profound Immortal? Just a mere Nine-Heaven Profound Immortal? This must be a joke. He felt that he could easily crush beings of the Immortal Emperor level, yet Liang Ren, standing beside Wang Yu, possessed the power to crush him just as easily. What kind of joke was this?

"Heh, do you think I would care?" Dugu Hentian asked with a laugh at the end.

"Oh? So you still remember I am your president? Didn't you all acknowledge a new one?" Xia Changtian cast a glance at those people, his naturally imposing aura causing many to lower their heads.

In the dressing room, Zhang Jin sat hunched on a chair, being fussed over by two makeup artists. Midway through, Meng Tingwei burst in, and the makeup artists immediately abandoned Zhang Jin to touch up Meng Tingwei instead.

Chapter 173: Paying Respects to a Master. After finishing dinner at Huang Dequan's place, Zhang Donghai did not linger in Luoyang City, but instead took Lu Yao to Kaifeng City.

Footsteps echoed all around, and even the roof rustled incessantly. As the sounds gradually faded and silence returned, Li Tianqi employed his light-foot skills, swiftly lunging toward the Crown Prince's tent.

The villagers were quite eager, all waiting for the leopard meat. But there was only one mother leopard, weighing less than a hundred pounds; how could it be divided among so many?

The livestream was originally pitch black, but as soon as the clock struck eight, the car headlights flashed, blinding everyone. Then, a massive fireball erupted, and Zhang Donghai leaped out from behind the flames.

"Damn it, how despicable! Come on, follow me and fight our way out!" Zhaxi Duoji was furious. This group had ambushed their venue last night, injuring Duoji Palan and over a dozen brothers; they hadn't even settled the score yet, and now they dared to come knocking on their door.

To deal with Ye Feng, the Manchester team had spared no expense. Two full-backs were assigned to mark him constantly, with a center-back nearby to provide cover, preventing him from touching the ball altogether. Just fifteen minutes into the first half, he had already been fouled six times, all of which occurred beyond the forty-meter mark, far from striking range.

"Whoosh—" A powerful gust of wind erupted from the center of their clash, blowing outward and making Li Tianqi, who was watching from the sidelines, feel his skin tighten. His body involuntarily retreated two steps before he could regain his balance.

Mo Fan hurriedly deactivated the Thousand Faces, revealing his true self. Huang Jie struggled to lift her head to look at Mo Fan, shaking it violently.