Chapter 209: Flying Straight

The story begins when Tang Wen remembered he was still holding the title of Vice Principal.

Vice Principal, and an honorary one at that; the key point was naturally the latter part.

It meant he could reasonably donate some money each year, grab a few photos together, and show off their close relationship.

Of course, when the Beihai Fleet pulled this stunt, they might well have harbored the thought of casually gifting Tang Wen a training ship.

The latter went specifically to find Old Zhang, who had already gone abroad, to inquire, and learned that the Naval Academy was now desperately poor.

The road conditions outside the car changed; Shu Ran recognized this was not the way back to the dormitory, so she immediately turned her head, about to speak up and ask.

The black-robed man suddenly roared, appearing mad, and the violent aura surging from his body forced Lin Mo to draw upon the spiritual energy within his body to resist; even so, it made Lin Mo feel like a small boat sailing on the ocean, encountering a gale.

"Don't flatter me with high hats; the one who makes the final decision on your fate is not me, so currying favor with me now is useless," Luo Yao said, pouting.

Hearing these words, the baseball cap man immediately threw the thing in his hand fiercely at Ning Ruirui; at the same time, a sharp knife appeared from beneath his sleeve, and he leaped over Shi Chun in three or four steps, charging toward Ning Ruirui.

Ye Hanchen's deep eyes swept over her, finally landing on her lips drinking yogurt; yogurt stained the corner of her lips, his pupils contracted slightly, and he reached out to wipe it.

"I am merely afraid of the unexpected and am just explaining the direction of our trip; Third Uncle need not worry so much! My husband and I have the skills to protect ourselves now; besides, we are not going far, so there will be no danger!" Lin Ruhai patted Third Uncle's shoulder and said.

"Enough! When did you become a nagging wife's tongue, so wordy! From today on, I will eat meals on time and definitely not stay up late at night!" Lin Ruhai rolled his eyes at Lin Xing, then began eating his breakfast.

Jia Daishan did not know why Jia Min was so solemn; he hurriedly said "get up," then pulled Jia Min to sit on the chair beside him.

Lu Zhixing did not argue either, letting Lin Qing be too noisy; such a life was truly too meaningless.

Bai Xianxian heard the white-bearded old man's address to Xia Tian, and her eyes immediately widened round, her pretty face filled with disbelief.

Therefore, in future battles, as long as it was someone of the same realm, or even a cultivator of a higher realm than him, the attack trajectories and movement techniques in their battles could be obtained by Yi Nan immediately.

Liu Yun was originally proud of Su Cheng, yet he also sarcastically mocked Su Cheng for watching a circus, not holding back his words; actually, if speaking in a strict sense, if Su Cheng was watching a circus, wouldn't that clearly be praising the circus performers?

But this powerful oppressive feeling further ignited Yu Ming's fighting spirit; he reflexively bulged his body's muscles, and the battle intent on his body instantly exploded.

Li Ping wanted to say, "Are you scared silly?" but the words reached her mouth and involuntarily slipped back; if Qin Yue were the type to be scared silly, she would not have ended up in this situation.

However, although the Body-Sealing Pill could not yet completely immobilize the one-eyed ugly beast's movements, it could make its movements slow.

Chen Fangfang regretted why she had fallen for such a person; was he handsome? There were plenty of boys in this world handsomer than him. Was he gentle? Rather than gentle, it was more like cowardice and having no opinion.

However, although Yi Nan was startled, he was very calm; this was his style—the more crisis-ridden the situation, the calmer he became.

The six of them bought four; the male steward had smiles on his faces, but he also had to admit that Young Master Long Chen was very good at choosing, as there were only fifty-plus slaves above the Martial Emperor realm.

"Martial Technique, Bear Mountain Drill!" Lu Jingyong swung his chain ball, striking the big fellow attacking Wan Feibiao; Li Si, covering from the side, drew his third long sword—the Silver Light Evil-Breaking Sword.

Cai Jia shook his white trench coat, strode in, and Young Master Long Chen and the four guards immediately followed.