Chapter 123: A Pause for Reflection
For a moment, Gwen did not feel the sharp pain in her chest; instead, she was puzzled as to why her eyelids grew heavier and her body struggled to stay upright.
“Brother Ye… what’s going on? Is it because your appearance is too captivating that I can’t stand steady?”
“No, it’s because you deserve to die.”
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Nowadays, everything was paired with various treasures. Each meal consisted of specially crafted elven delicacies made from multiple king-level treasures, while the grand feast held about once every seven days was prepared using celestial king-level main ingredients combined with other treasures.
Teacher Lu pondered the gravity of the situation. With such a serious incident involving a student, he needed not only to inform the parents but also the administrative authorities.
With the elite spirit legion guarding the place and a monarch stationed there, that was sufficient. Other monarchs were generally busy exploring other worlds to gather more advanced resources.
The roar echoed across the land, causing even the towering ancient trees to sway, while various creatures in the distance trembled in fear.
The man in black was just about to rise when a middle-aged man, appearing to be in his sixties, pounced on him, opening his gaunt mouth to bite down.
Sima Yalin hadn’t yet registered what was happening when more children gathered at her feet, while those around her smiled as they watched.
At that moment, Lin Yizhi had already descended to the bottom of the Reflection Cliff, where he found the severely wounded and nearly incapacitated Dongfang Bubai.
If the Star Fragment were consumed, could it awaken superpowers, overcoming the blind spots in flight and greatly compensating for weaknesses in ranged attacks?
It was hard to imagine them wearing such expressions. Kasha instructed the logs to tend to them, then covered his head and sighed.
Bai Yuling coldly simulated the previously sensed young man’s image within the opponent’s mind, threatening with a sharp tone.
Mo Fan was equally unceremonious. Since he could spend less money, naturally, he wouldn’t spend more. Though he had many spirit stones, he currently could not contact the Mystic Council and thus could no longer spend so lavishly as before.
This was a serious mess. Seeing Cuihua being beaten, Zhao Chuanxi let out a mighty roar and charged over from the bridge. Other villagers, filled with righteous indignation, lost control. Regardless of who the assailant was, they seized him and beat him severely.
His parents only saw him as a mischievous child; as long as he played happily and didn’t act spoiled or naughty, they turned a blind eye.
Wukong swung his staff ahead, Zhang Donghai rode the Red Hare behind him, followed by Black Jack and Jiang Hongyue.
Lin Qingxuan’s face darkened at that voice. She hadn’t stopped Lin Yumeng earlier because she didn’t want her sister to be upset over a single pill. But if Lin Yumeng used pills to trade for every stall, Lin Qingxuan couldn’t bear it—and besides, they didn’t have that many pills to begin with.
Taking advantage of the night, Zhang Donghai went home to fetch the Super Water Lotus, then reunited with Iwato Keiko at the fishery.
“Rest? Big brother, didn’t I buy you two sets of clothes? Why aren’t you wearing them? In that outfit, if you go in now, they’ll probably decide not to cooperate before you even get through the door. Let’s go to the mall first and get you changed,” Lin Xiangxue snapped.
Three maggot-like worms emerged from the giant maggot’s body without pause, baring black fangs as they simultaneously lunged at the silver-masked man. The man swung the knife in his hand, ready to strike the maggots.
Park Mi-yeon looked at Tang Feng in terror, only to see another dark figure running toward him with hands shaped like a praying mantis strike, aiming a blow at Tang Feng’s abdomen.
In terms of boxing styles, there is the courage to confront the body, the strength to uproot trees, and the technique of tremors and searches, symbolized by the Gen trigram. When the fist moves correctly, energy rises from the root of the Qi, suddenly manifesting on the face, flourishing on the back, and extending through the limbs; when the fist errs, the Yang energy of the dantian cannot ascend to the spine, the chest cannot gather and hold it, and the heart fire cannot descend.