Chapter 80: The Grandmaster of Qi Cultivation

Strangely enough, the once inflated Yin Tianlei deflated immediately upon hearing the voice, and the momentum that had propelled him forward vanished without a trace. Sensing the person drawing closer, Yin Tianlei could only step back several paces and slowly kneel in the direction of the newcomer.

Yes, this man, who had just broken through to the realm of a cultivator, willingly knelt down on the ground without resistance.

Ye Cheng’s eyes...

In the training hall of the Longcheng Martial Arts Academy, Xiao Zhan was supervising the students’ practice with unwavering attention and a stern expression, making most of the students work harder than ever.

He put away his phone, fastened his seatbelt, and gently pressed the accelerator with his foot, causing the car to glide swiftly forward.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, her face filled with shock, yet her body shot toward the teleportation array like an arrow.

“What’s happening to me? Have I become an eagle?” Ah Si puzzled over the wings at his sides, feeling none of the sensations one would expect from arms. He tried to clench his fists, but the wings only twitched slightly—there was no trace of fingers at all.

Yun Weiyang shuffled forward in slippers, her steps echoing softly, her gaze vacant, wandering like a restless soul.

Huai Guanghai was so startled by Lü Xuan’s actions that he was left speechless, only thinking about how to extricate himself from the situation.

It was precisely because of this that he kept negotiating with Solitary Star and others, his aim being to discreetly get Elder Yan and the others away without attracting attention.

The Black Dragon Hall was co-founded by the Black Dragon alongside the Shanghai Three Brothers, sworn brothers not related by blood, eccentric in nature, obsessed with poetry, wine, and flowers. Hence, they were known in the martial world as the Three Poison Dragons.

Rongrong wore a faint smile as she raised her hand and gently brushed against the sword energy. Under Xuan Yuan’s terrified gaze, the seemingly destructive sword energy vanished into thin air, as if it had never appeared.

Since his heart’s journey and training outside, most of his time had been spent challenging people from all corners, leaving little for refining weapons. Although there had been no remarkable progress, at least he had not fallen behind in the art of forging.

The hundred-plus Japanese soldiers ahead immediately dispersed to control the exit of the canyon, establishing effective fire suppression both at the front and deeper within, as well as behind the canyon. Should anything occur within, they could instantly open fire to cover their troops in forcing a breakthrough.

Yi Hanxuan frowned slightly as he looked at the table full of empty bottles. “You’re drunk. Let’s talk another day.” He was about to leave, but Shangguan Zisu called him back.

Not far ahead of him, Zhao Yan’s pair of round hammers, crafted from premium gilded metal, had been split in two, reduced to a pile of scrap.

“Isn’t it hot wearing a vest in this weather?” Liao Fan appeared behind the man in the vest, his gun already safety-off and pressed against the back of his head, then deftly retrieved the man’s gun from the vest.

“I don’t want to provoke any conflict with your Zhao family, but I’m determined to save this person. Why don’t you withdraw now?”

Simple entrenchments were not enough to shield the soldiers entirely, but for them, it sufficed. As the soldiers of the first and second companies rapidly retreated, they fired desperately at the Japanese forces.

Waves of unique sensations swept over the two, lips and teeth meeting, tongues entangled. At some point, both found themselves cupping each other’s cheeks.

As the battle between Tang Xiao and Yang Yizhi concluded, the third round of the ranking matches began in earnest.

After leaving John’s office, Liao Fan felt somewhat downcast. He knew that the Taihang Mountains could no longer retain John. Once the European war broke out, John would surely answer Hitler’s call and return to Germany.

[Brother, are you really sure you want to do this? You’re going to break these seals! You must realize we’ll become their enemies—they won’t show any mercy. Brother! They won’t understand.] Algeria, you know we must do this. Trust me.