Chapter 146: Deep Waters

"Heh, Jiang Chen, you surely don't naively think that the Murong clan would fall for your deception, do you?"

Inside the competition arena of the Murong clan.

Amidst the bustling crowd, Murong Xiu sat at the front, his gaze fixed intently on Jiang Chen in the corner. His lips trembled slightly as spiritual energy transmitted his voice directly into Jiang Chen's mind: "Let me tell you, if you know what's good for you, this old man can let bygones be—"

To keep herself from seeming too idle, Sibyl would forge all sorts of bizarre pieces of equipment during her free time, and this mask was one of them.

"This—this wolf is a monster?" The old folks managed to maintain a semblance of composure, though they still watched with curious gazes.

His rage was directed at himself, blaming himself for failing to foresee her need for medication when he examined her heart last time.

His disciple possessed the Five Elements Divine Physique, a formidable physique, and the Divine King Fist he practiced was extraordinarily domineering. He truly felt as though he had stumbled upon an incredible disciple by sheer luck.

He then took out the barbecue grill, fired it up, and went to the edge of the pond to clean the magical beast meat. These cuts had been casually gathered by Ye Feng yesterday in the Endless Forest, saving him the trouble now.

After the academy mage who subsequently took the stage gave his verdict, the referee on the dueling platform nodded in acknowledgment.

Seeing that the young man before him had taken his words to heart, the middle-aged mercenary said with a look of gratification.

In an instant, the gnolls were trapped. Before they could even react, he swung the weapon in his hand to sever the vines, and several sharp slicing sounds rang out.

At this moment, Izayoi was essentially a problematic child, yet in Kuro Usagi's eyes, he was a problematic child possessing an immense amount of charismatic charm.

"Let me go, Yi Yunfei! How dare you lay a hand on me? When the alien races invade without the backing of my Wu family, how will the human race possibly cope!" Wu Youcheng felt utterly humiliated. As the head of the Wu family, one of the prominent clans of Central Prefecture, he was being hoisted into the air by his neck in full view of everyone, held in such a degrading manner.

Having said that, Liu Shibo stood up, cast a cold and indifferent glance at the assembled crowd, and silently retreated into a dark corner.

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching wail from a woman broke the silence. The chaotic and scrambling military camp instantly fell as quiet as a pin dropping. Looking up, one could see a bone-thin woman draped over a horribly emaciated child, weeping bitterly.

The enrollment for Tianwu Academy included not only descendants of noble clans but, to a much larger extent, commoners. If these commoners wished to stand out and obtain superior resources upon graduation, they had no choice but to pledge allegiance to the great aristocratic families.

More importantly, alongside those two items, Heiyu also handed over a strange-looking cane. If his eyes didn't deceive him, this should be the very one carried by the Barbaric Fire Wyrm.

As the old saying goes, there are so many swindlers that the fools aren't enough to go around, yet thousands of fools were manufactured at once, entering the imperial civil service examination sequence of the capital which they could never have accessed before. Moreover, after being starved of opportunity for countless years, they naturally buzzed about everywhere like headless flies.

"Dirt cheap! So damn cheap! Pay up!" the fat man shouted. A man behind him immediately pulled out a large, bulging sack. When opened, it almost dazzled Tang Hao's eyes.

"Didn't we already give them one million taels of silver earlier? Why are they still unsatisfied?" Chongzhen asked with a trace of anger. Could it be that the million taels extracted from his own imperial treasury had gone down the drain?

"Your Majesty, public sentiment surges like the tides, vying to offer congratulations to Your Majesty." At that moment, Wang Cheng'en tactfully broke the awkwardness between the monarch and his subjects, loudly shaking out a newspaper.

When transforming as a fish, it was a Kun; when transforming as a bird, it was a Peng. Together they formed the Kunpeng. In ancient times, this was a terrifying existence renowned on par with the Golden-Winged Great鹏 (Peng), True Dragons, and True Phoenixes.

Yet, Ye Qingyu couldn't be bothered to care, single-mindedly intent on figuring out how to pass the second trial. Her competitive spirit had been successfully ignited.