49. The Childhood Sweetheart’s Wish Challenge (10)

Zhang He and Zhang Xiu asked, "Does our lord intend to use the previous method again?" They both recalled the eerie nighttime blaze at the Yangping Pass camp.

Most importantly, the opponent had not made the slightest mistake! The ball kept moving relentlessly forward.

"Based on past experience, it will be very difficult to prevent the outbreak of the plague now," Magna observed the scene.

Following the initial pattern, Xu Mo carefully examined every detail of the array markings etched on the stone, closing his eyes to imprint them on his mind before recording them on paper.

Instead, the ball charged straight ahead, using the momentum combined with the forehead to smash decisively past the goalkeeper and through the ten great gates into the goal.

Li Jia, following the sound, looked over and recognized the speaker as the owner of a local grocery store. In recent days, the school’s shops had significantly impacted local businesses, so it was no surprise these people seized the opportunity to stir trouble.

As for whether he would be punished after knocking down his own "lord," the "White Count," Zhao Yuanwu was not too worried. A harsh scolding was inevitable, but ultimately his background would smooth everything over.

"A prodigy in both alchemy and cultivation—I have a premonition that the Celestial Sect will be rebuilt by this child’s hands!" Deputy Sect Leader Lu Xingkong declared.

She sat up from the bed, realizing she was in a strangely decorated yet very minimalist room.

On stage, Luo Ling watched the dwarves with expressions filled with excitement, anticipation, longing, and confusion, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Even Xu Zhou, that old miserly man, approached and bowed obsequiously with a flattering greeting.

"Where is the Lord of the Celestial Star Hall? Where have you been all these years? Why has she become a traitor to the Azure Moon Palace?" Suddenly regaining her composure, Jia Ying stormed forward and demanded in one breath. She had been a close confidant of Yue Tianxing and surely had endured hardship over the years.

At that moment, the force behind the strike increased severalfold, yet the figure in front of the Misty Rain Tower developed a desperate fighting spirit. If this cliff was determined to kill him, then he was resolved to inflict serious injury on the person ahead before dying.

Not hearing a reply, Zhao Jun assumed she had agreed and quietly thought: finally, she is pacified.

Though his cultivation was also at the early Spirit Transformation stage, it was clear his strength was far inferior to Ye Feixue’s. Given Ye Feixue’s temperament, it was no wonder she had to show restraint.

"Stop making a fuss!" Wu Yan snapped irritably. After entering the Purple Star, Yue Wuying’s mood inexplicably improved greatly, which puzzled Wu Yan, who had already written her off as dead. Could this be a brief revival before the end?

The great loss of strength was secondary. Even if he did not pursue the path of Qi refining, he believed he would eventually reach the innate grand perfection and look down upon the world.

I shuddered when he mentioned "true form"; I began to understand the concept of a guardian object. Could this be merely its projection? The thought alone sent chills down my spine.

Ascending Kailin Peak for the first time, I witnessed the vast terrace bursting with vibrant life amidst the harsh winter. Beyond marveling at nature’s craftsmanship, I was awestruck by human ingenuity—the barracks rose from the earth, built harmoniously with the mountain, blending seamlessly with Kailin Peak, forming a natural camouflage.

Hawkeye Mihawk took a sip of the red wine in his hand, shifted into a more comfortable posture, and calmly awaited developments.

When Lin Yun fixed his gaze on the white figure at the summit, the latter seemed to sense it. Lin Ke then gently turned around, hands still clasped behind his back, his gaze indifferent. He then cast his eyes down toward the slender black-clad youth among the ninety-five below.

Far away from Xu Damao and the others, the couple breathed a sigh of relief and soon burst into laughter.

Especially that face—it was undoubtedly the most exquisite masterpiece of heaven. Every feature was perfectly balanced, stunning like an enchantress.

The media exaggerated various interview topics, using sensational headlines to attract attention, instantly generating massive traffic.

Although it sounded strange, it possessed a unique charm that retained ninety percent of viewers! Many praised it enthusiastically after listening, and some could not resist offering rewards.

Dugu Xin did not return but wandered through the Heavenly斗 Imperial City. He realized that although he had controlled his killing intent and mastered beast-like instincts during his last cultivation, that fierce murderous aura still occasionally affected him.

With Dugu Xin’s roar, the external snake tail transformed into an afterimage and severed the Gale Wolf on the spot, spraying copious blood on and around him.

As the five were scattered by the spatial turbulence, the other four, besides feeling terror and despair, looked at Li Yang with hatred, for if not for him, they would not have encountered such calamity.

They say affection grows over time. But trying to explain love to Tian Miao was futile; her relationship with Zhang Jun was purely sibling affection. Li Yang expressed this truth through his actions.

Zi Ling Tian sat in his seat, eyes closed, a cigarette dangling from his mouth as he exhaled smoke, offering no reply.

About half an hour later, the crowd entering the arena gradually thinned, and the seats inside were almost completely filled.

So hiding was impossible. Rather than dwell on these troubles, it was better to find ways to strengthen oneself.