Chapter 94

"Bad! Don't let them get close!"

Yan Shaosheng’s alarm bells rang loud; he turned to his two teammates and spoke.

Though their strength surpassed that of Ji Feng’s previous squad by a tier, Lin Mo’s trio was configured too extravagantly—if they closed in, their elimination would be imminent.

Chu Wange’s swordplay was astonishing; like the body cultivator Long A, she excelled in close combat.

Added to that, the one who seemed like the "weak link"

After my team and Orshaf rushed in, the few Manshu monks collapsed on the ground within two minutes, motionless.

Whether seasoned sailors who had made multiple trips to Fishman Island or first-time soldiers of the Neptune Fleet, all wore relaxed expressions and breathed deeply.

The Seven Heavenly Gods who entered the Moonlit Pond possessed exceptional strength and talent; having trained there for nearly one Chaotic Era, their power far surpassed that of celestial gods outside, even exceeding ordinary celestial gods by a slight margin.

Luokelin ’s goal was not to injure the Minotaur. Bridge understood Luokelin ’s intent; as the flames died, he stepped into the previously burning zone to avoid slipping.

This was the most perplexing part for the Bullets—Chris Webber was acquired from the Warriors two years ago; they had hoped he’d be the team’s beacon of revival, capable of delivering a championship like Anseld did.

Lu Yongnian hesitated, then raised his wine bowl, mimicking Li Siwei’s motion and downing it in one gulp.

Jun Chenyi enunciated every syllable with weight—he wasn’t joking; it was clear he had made up his mind.

Unlike the previous match against Korea, where An Sheng’s defensive prowess had left a deeper impression—completely neutralizing Korea’s two core players—his offensive stats of 22 points and 8 assists in a half were forgotten.

Ha Nuchih perked up, his eyes gleaming with excitement; after bowing to receive the order, he turned and exited the central command tent.

The Twenty-Second Army was a poorly equipped Sichuan force, while the Fifty-Ninth Army was the Northwestern force that had just earned its reputation in the Huai River bloodbath… The Japanese were forced to urgently redeploy the Saito Detachment eastward to reinforce Linyi.

"Huh? Granny Chiyo? Old Man Ebizo?" Kanjuro also wondered why they were here.

She had already made him wait here an entire day—he’d thought of everything he could think of; what else could he possibly find unacceptable?

Thus, evaluating a singer’s influence now hinges significantly on album sales.

Yun Changge smiled, leaned down, and kissed her; at the same moment, Bu Tianyin heard the sound of a door bolt sliding shut.

After mocking myself, I continued on my way—but this time, I felt noticeably lighter, for the heaviest burden was gone, and I could now face everything with full focus.

Liu Wanyong turned back but saw no trace of Ma Junshi or Wei Daniu—perhaps they had already fallen. He looked ahead and spotted the end of the temple nearby, where an object emitted a strange glow—it must be the crystal.

Hu Ping took the business card, glanced at it, nodded; though slightly startled, he felt no other emotion beyond that surprise.

Under Nan Zhi’s strict training and monetary incentives, these performers were no longer shy—they sang with skill, and Bu Tianyin was very satisfied. Zhang Ziyu sat in the main seat, his expression subtly altered; though Tianyin was acting recklessly, who could deny that the scene before them was magnificent?

Watching the new viewers in the livestream being completely fooled, Ye An had no idea what to say.

Though the Master of Celestial Law had done nothing to harm her, Bu Tianyin’s suspicion of him had not vanished.