Chapter 2664: Duelo

Zhou Xicou scowled menacingly and asked Bi Bianxiang Li Xingtaoqian, "Xiang Mai, aren't you afraid of getting a good beating tonight after making such a mess?"

Jin Wanfen, furious, began to scheme against Dou Yicong and Xin Zhu. Everyone acknowledged his audacity, and a hidden unease spread among them.

Wei Pao Bei Yu Jian Bo said, "Marshal Jia, this is a quick congratulation. He is simply bold enough to take a beating, so don't let him off lightly."

Bi Bianxiang, Ji Juan, Jia Niu, and Shuai Ting stopped. Xiang Mai and Jin Wanfen continued to broadcast their intentions, relentlessly criticizing and fiercely berating Chen.

"Xiang Mai, your swift and impressive tactics have been quite effective. Each brick and beautiful piece of earth struggles to contain the chaotic desires. The colorful butterflies, like bandits, quickly intercept things elsewhere... Judging by the situation, we need to suppress these troublesome elements..."

Qi Xiaoting, unsure if it was real, sprinkled the powder from her bag onto the poisoned dumplings and then tested them with a silver piece. Sure enough, the poison dissipated. Realizing it was a genuine antidote, she gave some to Li Hong, Dongsheng, and Li He'er.

"Boss, please don't stare at me with such a strange look. I have to wonder if you're trying to silence me."

It must be known that within every demon clan, the moment they are born, they begin to compete for resources.

And so, as the two exchanged words, the entire office was filled with the joyful sounds of lingering affection.

The sound of the doorbell abruptly woke Chen Bo from his dazed state. Rubbing his somewhat disheveled hair, he lazily went to open the door. As soon as he did, I, Kang Wei, presented the cake I was holding to him.

The moment Murong Ningyue's palm touched the point of light, she suddenly felt a series of images flooding into her mind.

To break through this ten-meter limit, one needs to cultivate inner strength that can coalesce into a vortex within the body, greatly enhancing explosive power.

Zhao Yizhi let out a chuckle, and the faint, unnoticeable tension he had felt instantly vanished without a trace.

Cao Ge possessed immense abilities. Just because he didn't speak of many things didn't mean he was ignorant, and just because he didn't get involved didn't mean they were unrelated to him.

"Hmph, the three of us will go together later and act according to the circumstances. If that guy truly only has a sixth-level Qi Cultivation, we must kill him, even if it alerts the high-ranking members of the Huaxia Xuanmen!" Mitō Miyuki said coldly.

"The Liu family of Taibei is finished!!! Liu Wanneng's son is truly courting death!" Xu Ge was also somewhat dumbfounded at this moment. He could almost imagine Liu Peng being utterly crushed, and he couldn't help but purse his lips, thinking, "This is truly insane."

"Then why does he walk like that?" Su Mudan wondered why the new Sect Master was walking with an 'Eighth Lord's stride,' swaying his body and appearing incredibly arrogant.

Chen Ang, clad in a white robe, was processing a terrifying, corpse-like body on a metal table.

Liang Biqing was now waiting for the other party's reaction, intending to use his experience and intuition to make a judgment and uncover the significant figure lurking within the country.

"Martial Uncle, is this action truly advisable?" Zhang Liang asked with a rare hint of bitterness after Fusu and his group had left.

"Speaking of which, just the original piano pieces he played last time, there must have been three or four!" Nicole said, counting on her fingers, so astonished that she even forgot to say her usual catchphrase.

The trading area could still be accessed normally, and its layout remained as Chen Kan remembered, though there were two distinct differences.

The outside world, though rich in rare treasures, also teemed with powerful Spirit Masters, Spirit Beasts, and demonic cultivators, as numerous as the sands of the Ganges. The intensity of their struggles far surpassed anything seen within Thousand-Page Gorge.

Ma Juncai set aside his beloved car, ran over, and grabbed Liang Zhiting, pulling her so hard that she stumbled and nearly fell.

Luo Badao's entire body was trembling. He slumped there motionless, having completely lost the courage to escape or resist. Looking up at Liu Tianming, whose eyes held a chilling coldness, Luo Badao thought of the fellow beings he had devoured. At that time, his own eyes had been filled with that same cold glint.

As the group arrived at the basketball court, they saw banners already strung up on both sides. One banner read, "Beihai Middle School's #1 Basketball Player Challenges Class 3-1," while the other proclaimed, "Warm Welcome to Star Player Ming Kai, King's Return."

"Mr. Ka Fu, look at you—you can barely walk. This is quite unlike how you appeared at the banquet." Tang Ning reached out, helped Ka Fu up from where he was sprawling, and sat him down on the edge of the bed.

Li Guang pulled Xiuxiu and Zhao Lang behind him, then swiftly blocked an oncoming carrying pole with his hand.

As soon as he sat down, Lin Qing felt a gaze subtly sweep over him. Startled, he feigned indifference, his eyes scanning the room, paying particular attention to Lipton Bill.

With the Nine Movements of Wind and Cloud, and stars scattered across the sky, the sword energy struck. In mere seconds, the surroundings became Zhu Yuan's personal domain, wildly sweeping across the earth's surface and the surrounding walls, which began to emit wailing sounds, hinting at their imminent ruin.

Glancing at the sinisterly smiling Ye Wuchen, King Jin paid him no mind. Instead, he said to Hei Bai Wuchang, "The two big rats that have been following us have finally shown themselves. It seems they've been waiting for their master." After speaking, King Jin merely looked indifferently at Ye Wuchen.

That night, Old Daddy didn't come to the shack. People said he had gone into the city with the investigation team's vehicle.

Just as the Bad Marshal was about to make a move, Ye Wuchen acted first. The speed of a Great Profound level expert was no joke; in a few blinks, he bypassed everyone and appeared before Zhu Yougui.

"Alright, the equipment upgrade is complete. Is there anything else that needs upgrading?" Bai Rui asked politely, presenting the Holy Fire Immortal Slash, which shimmered with seven colors, with both hands.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a large plaque immediately appear on the academy's gate. On it, the words "Qingshan" glowed blue with fleeting specks of golden light.

Fortunately, the company was now on track, and fewer matters required Meng Xinghui's personal intervention. Thus, Zhang Wei didn't have to attend to him every moment; otherwise, she truly wouldn't have been able to manage both her responsibilities.

Li Ye knew this was truly not the time for such things. Although the tower currently appeared very safe, with no zombies, no other humans, and no annoying presences to disturb their intimacy.

However, there was something amusing: Lu Kuang still couldn't defend against Chen Lengmo. Even when Chen Lengmo only took jump shots and spot-up jump shots, Lu Kuang was unable to stop him.

Wang Yun thoroughly enjoyed this atmosphere, as it reminded him of his school days in his previous life, particularly the internet cafe he frequented. Back then, Half-Life was just beginning to dominate, available in almost every internet cafe, and eighty percent of gamers were playing it. That passionate energy now permeated the air here.

"Don't worry, it's fine. I'll just toss it into my storage space; it's no trouble at all," Lin Yifeng said with a slight smile and a gentle shake of his head after hearing Susan's words.

Richard was even too lazy to argue with the media. He knew that the more one tried to explain such matters, the more they would become a target of criticism. It was better to let time slowly resolve the issue.

Moreover, with the ten strongest experts working together against a fifth-tier monster, the danger was actually not significant. Even if they couldn't kill it, they would still maintain a clear advantage.

The tragedy replayed itself at the eight-minute mark of the match. Vermaelen, who had just returned from a week-long holiday, felt an inexhaustible surge of energy. He was anticipating Newcastle's attack, intending to utterly crush it with his powerful physique.

Then, everyone knew: this song created a Billboard miracle at the time, remaining a champion for twenty-five consecutive weeks, which astonished everyone.