Chapter 366: Who Has the Higher Win Rate? The Fist Fight Begins!

"Is young Yu alright?"

The Daoist Reant, seated on the highest cushion, slightly lifted his eyes and looked toward the left toward True Person Yu Nie.

True Person Yu Nie's cold eyes remained closed as he spoke softly:

"Yu Congyu is exceptionally gifted, and his shield-control technique is as astonishing as the Sect Master described."

"Yet precisely because of this, he must endure greater trials."

"The methods of Jiuzhou are over ninety percent derived from ancient Honghuang; though modern-created divine arts are numerous,"

"You're planning to live a life of celibacy and detachment?" Yun Ruojing teased playfully, rising on her toes to blow warm breath against Xiao Mingxin's neck.

Alya reached out and stroked Bai Lian's head; since Bai Lian was much taller than Alya, she had to strain upward, barely touching the ground with her toes, just so her palm could reach the top of Bai Lian's head.

The next morning, Qin Hao prepared to return to work, leaving Wang Yue Qian Dai beside Dai Qianni—but unexpectedly, Wang Yue Qian Dai herself volunteered to return home.

"Huh, who are they? Why are they kneeling at the Xiao family's gate?" Luo Fu asked, pointing at the figures on the ground.

Beside it lay a tangled mess; she pinched a corner and lifted it—wasn't this Qiu Yao's clothing? The clothes were here, but the person was gone—how did she leave? Did she go out without wearing them?

Frank looked puzzled, and as he himself had expected, his expression showed confusion and bewilderment.

"Good!" Lin Yun smiled. He'd simply keep Ye Zi Yi by his side—he wouldn't have to worry about losing control.

Zhiyue dragged Jia Nan's clothes to fly across this chaotic zone, when suddenly she noticed Yuan Bozhong seemed to be showing signs of awakening since entering her space.

So although Cheng Ming always acted as if he didn't care, Zhiyue faithfully did her duty—never prying, never speaking more than necessary.

Feng Moxue looked at Ou Haofei with deep understanding—he clearly knew something, but that matter was certainly one he couldn't let her know. Otherwise, why would he even ask about it?

After the panic, the rat and the snake were both furious—they realized they'd made a grave mistake: talking too much. Every villain in every blockbuster loses advantage through excessive speech; they were unmistakably the villains of the film.

Upon hearing this, the candidates grew excited, gazing at the sea of spectators—it was the first time in their lives they would display themselves before so many.

The waves surged violently; the experts naturally couldn't fight easily. On a calm sea, they could stand atop the water to duel—but with the storm rising, all except Song Rui and Lu Daoling nearly plunged into the sea.

Hearing Luo Hebin's praise, Leng Qiuyan smiled. Under her guidance, Luo Hebin and Huang Fu reached the reception area—a room reserved exclusively for superiors. Though plainly furnished, it was spotlessly clean.

Gui Puman had long survived in the Underworld and naturally recognized the Yinshan Divine Wood—but these divine trees were now wrapped in willow vines, making it difficult for Gui Puman to detect any clues.

Tianwang has been acting frequently; the God Organization has ample room to plant several moles within.

Old Fu's greatest fear was that someone within the organization, ungrateful and foolish, would oppose Master Ye—and now, his worst fear had come true. He had exhausted every effort to build goodwill with Master Ye, yet someone kept appearing to provoke him, filling him with fury.

Afterwards, Zhang Shujie and Wang Shihan dropped the subject, chatting casually about mundane household matters until Li Mu called him, prompting him to finally remind Wang Shihan to rest well so she'd have energy for class tomorrow.

Kakashi held an ice pop, gently snapped it in half, handed one portion to Sasuke, and kept the other for himself.

Bal was able to pass unseen by those ancient ones because Nirasak the Traitor was one of the Barbarian Elders; the Barbarian tribe possessed a sacred token that allowed its bearer to bypass the ancient ones entirely.

Next, Chongzhen followed Fatty to his sihe courtyard, renting a room next door—originally intending to squeeze in with Fatty to gain favor—but upon seeing Fatty's room: the moldy pot untouched for days, the stinking socks scattered everywhere—Chongzhen promptly abandoned the idea.

"Help yourselves—act like you're at home," Tian Ze said, leaving them to explore while he carried Da Bai and Er Bai into the master bedroom.

Lin Yang spoke, and Zhi Zun Bao had no choice but to obey—he immediately took the Zi Qing Treasure Sword.

Though Tian Ze didn't know the full details, from the earlier conversation he could guess nine out of ten: Chunhua's family was building a new house; Zhang Tieshui was threatening to withhold the foundation unless paid two ten-thousand yuan bribes, and Zhang Fuwa had feelings for Chunhua.

"So what does this have to do with you? You take your own path, we take ours—isn't that better? Lin Mountain Heaven has been destroyed. As a Lin family member, if you're truly loyal, you should be working to rebuild Lin family and restore Lin Mountain Heaven—not meddling in Alliance affairs. They're no longer your concern," Elder Lai sneered.

Day after day, year after year living under the shadow of defeat, they grew radical and obsessive; raised in this shame, the Maghahan orcs could hardly be expected to harbor anything but hatred for their elders who brought them such disgrace.

Old Su's face darkened—his son had returned at just the right moment. Had someone from Su family infiltrated this time, following him secretly?

Meanwhile, far away at the Garrison Mansion, the man sneezed and rubbed his nose.

Who could have guessed they'd angered someone so powerful as to suffer this? But Ji Yan had smelled something unusual on the man who had bumped into her.

One minute and thirty seconds later, Gu Ning entered the building at the southern end of the third row, directly taking position by the third-floor window to scout enemy activity to the south.

Who could have imagined that these high-ranking nobles, famed throughout Qin for their prestige, were core members of the First Assassin Organization, Paradise?

A faint rustling sound kept reaching his ears—clearly, the State Teacher was still undressing—but Lin Zifan could only stare helplessly.

In an instant, the two appeared outside Dayan City, then surged upward over the desert near Dashan City.

Yet for now, it was only a few words—he didn't fully trust this man, so he suppressed his inner thoughts.

Yi Luo, who had long seen through her intentions, cut her off, raising an eyebrow in clear displeasure.

As Heboge's enterprise expanded, it urgently needed a top-tier psychologist, so Heboge brought in Brian. Of course, when no executives or staff required his services, Brian could continue his private practice.