Chapter 195: Site-Wide Announcement

That same morning.

Cao Sheng sat in the classroom attending class, but his mind was neither on the teacher nor on the draft book before him; his gaze rested on the playground outside the window.

A class was holding physical education on the playground; several girls were running hard on the track, looking somewhat pleasing to the eye.

But in fact, his mind was not on those few girls either.

He was thinking about his new book he had uploaded to Banyan Tree last night.

According to his old habit of releasing new books,

No, this horse must be ridden, and it must be ridden with first-class skill; for no other reason, but to ensure survival for the countless runaways that will appear over the next decade or so.

Yuan Qian's fair face flushed red again; she wanted to push the man's hand away, but the latter lowered his head in that instant and unceremoniously bit her shoulder.

Yun Ze could see that Lu Tianxiang was no simple figure; he certainly had the ability to climb upward, and doing so would give him an even better opportunity to establish his authority. The scout camp commander had made no mistake, so Yun Ze could not dismiss him, but if Lu Tianxiang forced him down, that would be understandable.

From beginning to end, Chen Sheng never heard Zhang Liang's voice; he estimated that Zhang Liang had already returned to his room to rest.

"Hoo!" Two vine-shield warriors cooperated with remarkable seamlessness; their two cleavers blocked Chen Sheng's vital points from above and below. Judging from their performance, these two were far from mere warriors relying on brute strength; they were warriors who had practiced martial arts.

"Dad! Are you okay?" Lu Rong came trotting over to Lu Tianxiang's side, grabbed his arm, and asked.

"Yes, Father, it was I who was too hasty," Li Jiancheng said obediently, though inwardly he was very displeased: When have you ever taught me? Don't you always teach Li Shimin?

An explosion suddenly rang out; countless forces suddenly spread outward. Between heaven and earth, fierce martial power, like a torrent of force, crashed down with terrifying intensity.

At this moment, no one spoke; everyone looked curiously at Lin Yang and his mother. Even Uncle Fu had never seen Lin Yang's father.

But everyone clearly saw it. Under Wang Hao's single punch, the arms of the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, who had forcibly resisted, were completely shattered and vanished; his body and flesh even became tattered and ruined.

This was a sacred and magnificent scene: monks numbering in the tens of thousands formed two long lines, bowing once every three steps and kowtowing once every five steps. When bowing, they bent at the waist; when kowtowing, they touched the ground with their knees. For the world, the Buddha could sacrifice himself; for the common people, the Buddha could abandon his body and cut away his flesh. Now, carrying hearts of prayer, they wished for everything to go smoothly in their own way.

Among the ten, a middle-aged man stepped forward with a playful smile, a smirk curling at the corner of his mouth; he had already clearly seen through the old man's intentions.

The demon beast cubs locked in iron cages were chained, their mouths bound with iron clamps; they lay there with lifeless gazes. Because their mouths were covered and fixed by the iron clamps, they could only emit whimpering sounds.

After all, in her view, an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old university student should be focused on furthering their studies; wouldn't getting distracted by romance at this time affect their academic performance?

Someone weaker than me has so many demands? Yiyaxi felt somewhat dissatisfied in her heart, but now her lust was like fire; she could no longer care about such things, so she embraced Xiao Fei and began kissing him all over.

In fact, as Ma Tengyun's son, the two still somewhat believed that mysterious powers existed in the world. Some company bosses, and even some high-ranking officials, would invite experts to check the feng shui when a major project was about to break ground. And what they usually encountered were precisely these upper-class individuals.

Yet at this very moment, Bu Rong from the Thousand-Row Clinic in the distance walked over, his face filled with immense admiration, saying, "Young hero, is Physician Qu looking for you?" As Bu Rong finished speaking, admiration and awe were written all over his face, for he had never seen anyone so capable of fighting.