Chapter 126: How About Writing a Song for Me?

Yan Biao’s heart tightened. His two consecutive attacks had both been caught by Xu Ze. Had it been anyone else, the force of his blows would have sent their weapon flying from their hands. When he had shaken Xu Ze’s hand earlier, he had noticed that the other man’s palm was smooth and delicate, showing no trace of martial training. How had he trained to such a level? Yan Biao could not understand it, but he had no time to think about it now. Xu Ze’s counterattack had arrived!

Gu Junshi was two years above them. When they were in their final year of middle school, Gu Junshi had already been a second-year high school student. Since they attended different schools, she knew nothing about the grudges they had shared in the past.

“Really, I don’t.” Ye Mingqin was somewhat helpless. She truly did not distrust her own brother; she simply did not feel like talking.

But the King’s Guardian was a genuine fourth-and-a-half-generation machine, half a generation ahead of frames such as Yuran and Zhuan Zhu. It represented the absolute pinnacle of human technology. After all, beginning with fifth-generation machines, there were no longer any mass-produced models. Many of their components were simply removed directly from advanced silicon-based beasts and put to use.

Lu Da gave a proper junior’s salute, and the four young people behind him introduced themselves in turn.

Overall, the trip to the director of the Admissions Office’s office had not gone particularly well—or so Luo Rui felt, at least.

Yet he had been driven to desperation. With no other choice, he had swallowed his pride and begged Liu Chen to come to the Long family’s residence.

They had even truly provided them with a large quantity of militarized weapons. It took humanity several years to rebuild a home in Washington, D.C.

Invisibility: This technique allows a person or object to become invisible, slip into space, and conceal its presence. At the lowest level, it is merely an illusion. Buddhist teachings tell of a practitioner who concealed himself and entered the imperial palace to cause mischief. If one’s cultivation is insufficient, scattering incense ash offered to the Buddha or some other filth over the place where the person vanished may cause him to reappear, leave a scent behind, or leave footprints.

But you are destined to be disappointed. The Kingdom of Lucis is about to be utterly destroyed, and the Empire of Niflheim will tear up the peace treaty.

On Luo Rui’s side, however, the amount of work had instead decreased, so he began pondering what he ought to say.

“You’ll know when we get there. Well, judging from your experience, I’m afraid you’ve probably never been to a place like that…” Seeing Li Jingyun’s curious, childlike gaze, Vida actually felt herself being unbearably charmed by it, and so she played along, deliberately keeping the answer mysterious.

A resounding dragon’s roar erupted, shaking the surrounding sea into continual explosions as white waves soared into the sky. The water dragon, more than ten feet long and holding a life orb in its mouth, plunged downward with a furious howl, its momentum terrifying and its killing intent overflowing.

Feng Yifeng had used this to seize the initiative and capture the audience’s attention, making them willing to buy tickets. By that measure, his publicity campaign had succeeded. Judging from the current situation, however, Feng Yifeng’s entire promotional plan had gone even more smoothly than expected.

The secret art could dramatically increase one’s strength, but it brought not only incalculable aftereffects, it also had a time limit. Once that period ended, the user would fall into a state of weakness and could only await slaughter at the hands of others.

The miso soup had become somewhat salty after being reheated so many times, but to Hayami Hirokazu, it was the warmest and most delicious taste in the world.

It seemed that the sudden surge of such intense killing intent had not frightened Jinx at all. Instead, it had acted like a potent aphrodisiac, leaving her thoroughly excited.

Xia Yuyan knew that if it had not been for her, Liu Yansong would never have paid such a steep price. After all, with Liu Yansong’s cultivation, a mere giant serpent at the eighth level of Energy Refinement would never have caused him any trouble.

For that reason, Liu Yansong naturally did not need to take Jiang Mingyuan’s attacks too seriously. The Golden Sun Saint Fist was indeed formidable, but Liu Yansong’s physical body was no mere showpiece. Even a full-power strike from a peak ninth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator would probably find it difficult to bring about his demise.

The instant the Blackbrand Nightmare let out a low growl, Elriko had already stepped forward with her right foot. Then, with unbelievable speed, she launched herself at the Blackbrand Nightmare.