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Chapter 161: Fearless

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October 23rd.

Friday.

The "Singer Day" of the domestic entertainment industry.

Since "Singer 2025" started airing, every Friday has transformed into "Singer Day."

On this day, film and television hot searches are intercepted and exploded, and top-tier young actresses and actors consciously avoid marketing themselves on this day to avoid wasting money.

Being able to achieve this step is already not much worse than the original "The Voice of China."

Mango TV has indeed... in recent years.

It must be said that those five are truly bizarre; after one night, it was as if they had changed their temperaments, no longer forcing Liu Chao to choose one, all expressing that it would be better to just live like this.

There's no way around it, this guy Liu Chao played too high-end before, and our version of "A Chinese Odyssey" is indeed a good film; it would be strange if the box office wasn't high.

It's not that he disdains paying respects, but because he has already experienced too many sad things and seen too many sad people. He is always unwilling to go to those places that make people sad.

"Good," Ye Li only replied with this one word and then stopped speaking. The man also stopped speaking, only occasionally taking out his phone to check the time.

Such inspiring words, coming from Bai Feng's mouth, naturally received a warm response from the generals in the military tent; the atmosphere in the military tent, which was dull a second ago, now became active, and the generals' faces all revealed smiles symbolizing hope.

Chen Lü, who understood this negative emotion of Thor, naturally wouldn't hold back in the slightest. He walked up to Thor, held the pure Adamantium sword high, and slashed down directly at Thor's forehead.

Of course, compared to the Duke of Nice, who held high power and controlled the military and political power of the Nice Province, Count Abraham and Knight Woodrow, who had almost no real power, appeared very insignificant; the former was the object Bai Feng truly cared about and urgently wanted to win over.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, he discovered that the Sword Maniac and a youth were each occupying a table, sitting opposite each other. The entire restaurant was permeated with a battle intent that was on the verge of breaking out.

Six shrimp soldiers set up a huge grill in the center of the banquet. Eight shrimp-headed soldiers joined forces to carry over a huge steamer.

Looking at the information handed over by Nalan Xuan, Nalan Mingzhu raised his eyebrows slightly, a playful look appearing in his eyes, and then he took it with one hand.

On the No. 1 arena, the battle between Xiao Yue and Bai Feng had reached a white-hot stage. Xiao Yue's right fist was covered in blood, and there were cracks on Bai Feng's sword; Bai Feng was also coughing up blood continuously.

"Besides, even if Zhao Zhen is really my biological father, so what? He didn't raise me for a single day!" Yang Mei seemed to have found a reason; even if the people of the Zhao family talked until the sky fell, she could not admit that she was of the Zhao family's bloodline.

The two sides in the battle seemed unable to see him. The youth discovered that those golden-armored giants with powerful combat strength were actually puppets, and what shocked him even more was that these puppets were all being commanded by someone.

Nalan Xuan saw that Nalan Mingzhu looked as if he had completely lost his soul, his eyes dull, and he was extremely worried.

Not only Sun Weidong, but the remaining eight soldiers, including Instructor Hou, were also scared to the point that their legs went soft from Pei Donglai's brutal methods, unable to move a single step.

But the next step was a head-on confrontation with Wang Zongjie of Xingyuan Prefecture, and time waited for no one. They could only rush to save time, training one day at a time, making the soldiers and generals as familiar with each other as possible. As long as this management and command system could be familiarized by the soldiers, the combat skills and experience of these veterans were enough to exert the unit's combat effectiveness.

For the next ten days or so, Zhou Bao and the others were busy training troops and drilling at the Dingjun Mountain camp.

Sword Dugu Yuan circulated his Primal Power, using his life-bound precious sword to send out a cyan sword light, slashing toward Xiao Yue.

Most people were very much looking forward to the battles between elders, especially the inner sect elders, who were powerful and could make the sky dark and the earth dim when fighting. For these hot-blooded young people, such battles looked incredibly exciting. ===== CHAPTER 162 =====

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