Chapter 235: Special Skill

Tang Wen really wasn't a gacha-game player.

It was also his first time seeing a gacha-game shipgirl manifest in reality, and he curiously studied Jean Bart's face.

Don't mention it, but this two-dimensional face, after arriving in the three-dimensional world, had indeed changed somewhat, yet still retained a style utterly unlike a normal person's.

Although it was still beautiful — but when something is too beautiful, it actually stops looking human.

Setting that aside, Tang Wen still couldn't help sighing that those shipgirl-playing guys were

If Tao Qian and Chen Deng joined forces, and then coordinated with Han Wei for a pincer attack from inside and out, Cao's army would surely fall into great disorder. Though the Battle of Xuzhou's outcome was still undecided, Cao Cao's signs of defeat were already showing; it wouldn't be long before he had to retreat entirely to Yanzhou.

After graduation, Zhang Yan came to the East Sea. I heard she even found a job at a foreign company, but who would have thought she ended up working as a waitress in a coffee shop.

Only after receiving You Jingyan's affirmative reply did he lead about twenty of the commoners to kneel, which also counted as performing a full superior-subordinate ceremony toward You Jingyan.

As for the Divine Monk Huiming, he had instead painted a picture: on one side, a world ethereal with immortal air and brimming with vitality; corresponding to it, a hell filled with death and despair.

But who would have thought that, from then on, this half-spiritual treasure never went out again, and the rampaging Four-Eyed people never gave the Sea Dragon Clan such an opportunity either.

Fortunately, his Secret-Space Demonic Eye had remained in an activated state, with spatial barriers spread all around his body, severing his connection with the outside world.

Luckily, their camp had originally been on the outskirts of the capital, so such a large display of force wouldn't be discovered by anyone with ulterior motives.

Moreover, these Heavenly Demons, unlike those big fellows such as the scorpions, had instead buried their bodies deep underground, like giant maggots, continuously assaulting the two with spiritual force. Coupled with the entanglement of the Primordial Heavenly Demons, they had truly managed to trap these two.

Lin Lin immediately panicked at this. She directly pulled out a dagger and thrust it toward Hou Jue, saying to him: "How dare you threaten me? I'll teach you a lesson right now." With that, she gripped the dagger and stabbed toward Hou Jue.

This was one of the most troublesome fierce beasts among the ninth-tier ones; its defense was such that even a cultivator at the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul stage would struggle to wound it. Its innate skill, Gravity Domain, not only affected a cultivator's combat power but also made escape extremely difficult.

"I'll give you five hundred Blood-Melting Pills; now take a look at this kind of pill!" As if performing a magic trick, Song Yun directly produced ten bottles of Blood-Melting Pills, each containing fifty of them, and at the same time took out another kind of pill.

Let's look at the other information above. This Princess Chenxi's illness had already lasted over three years. At night, she would uncontrollably wander about, and was completely unable to communicate with anyone. During the day, she would sleep without waking. This thoroughly vexed the King, who sought medical help everywhere without success. Dragging on like this, it had already been over three years.

Kou Quan entered the water without a word, sat at a spot somewhat distant from the seventeenth brother and sister, and had no intention of joining their conversation, sitting quietly.

"Cui'er, what's inside is enough for you to rebuild the Witch Village. I know that as long as your Witch Village consumes the Life Fruit, you can reproduce. You…" Looking at Ning Cui'er, Ye Zihan's words trailed off halfway and ultimately went unfinished.

With such a show of effort, Shen Ke had originally assumed that someone like Rao Qiyun would grow tired of it after a time or two; it was rare that he could keep it up for four years.

That fellow gave a lewd chuckle and sat up. With his burly frame and conspicuously thick left hand, the man turned out to be none other than "Mad Bull" Wang Hansheng. His left palm, long known as the "Hand of Destruction," was at this moment gently resting on Su Xiaoqian's towering chest.

That mischievous azure qi orb was still leaping at Ye Zihan's fingertip, showing no sign of disappearing at all.

To cleave such a terrifying abyss with a single sword — what terrifying power would that require? A Martial King realm warrior certainly couldn't do it. Although a Martial Emperor realm expert's power was extremely terrifying, to cleave open such an abyss with a single sword, such an expert would probably count as an absolute powerhouse even among Martial Emperors.