Chapter 147: The Death Declaration Fist Incident!

The All-Star tournament concluded perfectly; under the full-scale promotion led by the Penguin Platform and mainstream media outlets such as TV5, various highlight reels, player interviews, and behind-the-scenes footage continued to spark a wave of online dissemination, even showing a trend of forming a long-tail effect, with related topics directly occupying the top five spots on social media hot search lists.

Society at large was thoroughly shocked by the energy of the esports tournament and the power possessed by young people.

A game competition could actually attract

"Your Majesty, you have not eaten for a day; how can Your Dragon Body withstand this?" Empress Zhou, with her black hair styled in cicada wings and skin like jade, possessed a national beauty that rivaled the morning's intoxication; her two eyebrows, neither furrowed nor unfurrowed, were like smoke-laden clouds, and her eyes resembled a pool of clear water; though dressed in plain clothes, she was incomparably beautiful.

Those shot in non-fatal areas like hands and feet let out agonized cries; those hit in vital points on the face, chest, or abdomen grunted once before collapsing to the ground, groaning a few times before falling silent; some, struck by multiple arrows, lost their lives without uttering a sound.

My sister's letter said that after the rebellion was quelled, she entrusted herself to the Hou family; I have known the person before me for over ten years, and now I carry this person's bloodline.

Ning Chen activated it, and sure enough, aside from some terrain data, a boundary stone nearby was immediately surveyed, which turned out to be the boundary stone of Peak Forest Ten Thousand Dais.

At this moment, Ling Xi had less objection to Liu Liu secretly using her merit to buy himself beautiful clothes.

That air of arrogance and commanding tone, as if he were still the sole superior here, was utterly nauseating.

"Shut up!" Liu Xian'er could not help but increase the pressure on her hand, silencing Ning Chen.

The boy appeared to be fourteen or fifteen years old, very frail, with a youthful face full of innocence, his eyes revealing a hint of stubbornness.

With that representative attire, unless one were blind or had never heard of Xiang Liu's name, anyone else should be able to guess.

"Prince Qi, give up; with your current situation, you cannot withstand our army's attack, and do not even think about the other two Qi army camps coming to your aid!" Liu Qi shouted while galloping after Liu Bei.

Now, after Jianling, the Jiaozhou territory near the Southern Man lands has all fallen into the hands of the Man King Meng Huo; to reclaim the lost lands, one can only defeat the eighty thousand-plus Man army led by Meng Huo.

Are you kidding? There are probably hardly anyone, or perhaps no one at all, who can defeat her now.

"No way." Jiang Sicheng did not disbelieve Xia Shiguang's words, but simply felt this was too abnormal.

He felt he had entered a mysterious state, without thought or worry, his consciousness seemingly detaching from his body, wandering through mountains and rivers, across plains, and in the deep sea. This wonderful feeling left his mind free of distractions, even making him unable to stop, as his spirit enjoyed immersing itself deep within his mind.

Yun Zhen had been at the restaurant for nearly a year; although she did not act particularly arrogantly during this year, she slacked off in her work, and whenever someone criticized her, she would make excuses to them.

He bared his white teeth, smiling gloomily; although he had not looked in a mirror, Chi knew his appearance must be very sinister, having become almost as sinister as those in the Western Mo Sect.

Cao Zheng and the other two trembled all over; the meaning in Hua Jiu's words was very clear: Lu Lin had been personally treated by Hua Jiu, and now that Lu Lin was dead, it proved that Hua Jiu's treatment had been ineffective.

Although the Purple Demon was powerful, just as he had said, his strength here could only manifest one-tenth.

Lin Feng followed his gaze and finally saw Di Shenwu engaged in a fierce battle with the Emperor.

In fact, Zhang Jiao felt very sorry for Tang Zhou, but there was no way; his body was now deteriorating day by day, and he did not have much time left. Therefore, for the sake of his dream, Zhang Jiao had no choice but to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

"We have so few people; how can we possibly split our forces? If we do, I suspect whichever route we take will encounter problems!" Zhao Kang shook his head, not thinking this was a good idea.