Volume 1, Chapter 122: Danger

“Is this the main point?”
Bian Xunzhou’s brows were cold and stern, an icy aura radiating from him, and a dark glint lurking in his eyes. He suddenly gripped Wen Xuyu’s hand in reverse, his strength unintentionally tightening.
“You nearly had an accident today. Or do you simply not care at all?”
Not caring about your own safety, not caring about my feelings, nor about the presence of this child.
Wen Xuyu knew this man was truly angry. After all, she was at fault. She did not argue back. “...Maybe it was just an accident. I’ll be more careful next time. Please don’t be angry, alright?”
Bian Xunzhou gave her a cold glance, then suddenly bit her lip before pulling her into his embrace, his arms...

Holding a broken sword, Zhao Xue and Ma Yunlu pointed their weapons at Lü Bu’s horse’s belly, ready to fight to the death if necessary.
“Let’s do this: you won’t train tonight. Instead, contemplate the third level of the sword technique. Tomorrow, I’ll teach you a method I personally discovered.” Can Yue’s eyes glazed over suddenly, lost in thought.
Su Lin returned to his residence and immediately hacked into the city’s network to gather the latest information. As mentioned before, the Dark Moon Star Network is a closed large-area network, unable to connect to the world outside the Seventh Battlefield—that is, it cannot link to the cluster’s network.

The young man’s eyes narrowed sharply, then he spoke slowly and clearly, “Spatial tunnel, extra-dimensional space, Mandela demon!” This young man was none other than Yang Xiao, the head of the Tianxia Tower, the foremost sect among the top ten clans.

Time passed unknown. His weary consciousness seemed to recover slightly, along with his senses gradually returning. Zhao Jiugong could clearly smell the sea breeze, though his mind remained shrouded in vague darkness.

Yun Xian half-crouched, channeling a furious surge of wooden elemental power into the Demon-Subduing Pestle. With a thrust of his arm, he stabbed at Lian Yuan’s incoming palm strike.

Wang Bo ignored his opponent’s mockery and stood on the outer circle, waiting for his side’s point guard to bring the ball.

He Tie finished the fight early. In fact, all the Haifeng students instinctively avoided him. Standing at two meters one and with an explosively powerful physique, He Tie visually exuded an overwhelming strength. What’s more, he had just knocked out Hu Chunjie with a single punch.

Having successfully comprehended the second level of the sword technique, Autumn Wind, Zhao Jiugong did not intend to press on to grasp Star Moon.

Meanwhile, the camouflaged energy trembled slightly. Moments later, with a thunderous explosion, it scattered like falling stars, creating a beautiful and brilliant spectacle in the sky.

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He was also a handsome man, she had always known this, especially those eyes reminiscent of Leng Shaochen’s—equally beguiling.

Feeling a fierce murderous aura sweep from behind, Aotian tilted his head slightly, subtly dodging theI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.