Chapter 65: Such Formidable Combat Power

After the latest batch of patrolling NPCs walked past him, Tong Tian finally canceled his Shadow Cloak skill, then used a leap skill to arrive directly behind the guard. With a backstab followed by an assassin's exclusive triple strike, he eliminated the guard before the latter could even react.

Looking at the monster with smoke billowing from its mouth, Aihara Ryu felt much better. He uttered a word of gratitude toward Mebius's direction, then looked toward the Loader, eager to find out how Mirai was doing.

Thus, after resting at home for a few days, Guan Xiaojun and the others embarked on another distant train journey, except that their destination a few days prior had been Yanjing, whereas this time it was Modu.

In those days, parents essentially relied on corporal punishment to educate their children. They would beat them for making mistakes, for performing poorly on exams, or when complaints about them bullying others were brought to their doorsteps. Children of the seventies and eighties grew up entirely amidst the violent beatings of their parents.

Just as the sky was turning pale with dawn, an elderly man had already risen, preparing to water the small patches of vegetable plots by the doorway.

Lin Chong pronounced the three characters "Hikari" with heavy emphasis, primarily because he felt deeply displeased inside. Anyone encountering such a massive nuisance would hardly feel good about it.

Even the local police station found it difficult to figure out how to send him home, and raising this child had turned into quite a perplexing dilemma.

"Weiyang, what did you say to Dian Feng? He seems even more confident than before..." Fifth Blade Emperor asked in astonishment. He could clearly perceive the intense self-confidence radiating from Dian Feng, whose spirit and vitality were at their absolute peak, allowing every punch and sword strike to unleash the utmost power.

"Scourge of Gales!" However, Hafeng'a did not dodge at all. With a strike of his scepter, a sudden tempest materialized, enveloping a hundred-zhang area around him. The howling wind and swirling gray mist contained immense power, resembling the very source of a natural gale.

A glittering curved dagger was tucked diagonally into his waistband. The scorching sun shone upon his disheveled hair, and he no longer perspired.

"I'm sorry, but I no longer wish to pursue this matter," Shen Xueman said. It was not that she lacked the desire to investigate further, but rather that she deemed this Ye Wudao utterly incompetent and wanted to avoid wasting any more time on him.

Having stayed in the Blazing Flame Valley for some days, Xiao Yan naturally learned that Xuan Hua was Qin Yan's teacher. The latter's cultivation was at the six-star Source King level, and if compared to the past, Xiao Xuan truly might not have surpassed him, but the situation now was vastly different.

The house he lived in had nearly half of its structure collapsed, and in an instant, he had been reduced to the pathetic state of a beggar, looking utterly disheveled.

At that very moment, a spatial rift extended outward, appearing directly before the all-encompassing black mist, as if in the next instant it would plunge deep into the mist and cleave it in two.

"To think there would be thieves even in a place like this." Zhu Yanfang took back her handbag, thanked Ye Wudao, and remarked with a sense of disbelief.

Seeing the astonishment on the faces of Zhou Tianpeng and his companion, Wang Feng felt even more smug. Yet his triumph lasted for barely a minute before Wolf One exposed the truth.

The other doctors and nurses who had previously mocked Chen Hao instantly fell silent. They looked at each other in dismay, their faces flushed red.

For these past nineteen years, the truth her grandfather had continually told her was that both her mother and father had died of illness, a conclusion that Ji Ruixin had accepted for all these years.

In the neighboring room, Medi and Monet had already been awake for quite some time. The room was deathly quiet; Monet clutched her blanket, curled up in the corner of the bed, and stared wide-eyed at Medi in sheer disbelief.

"Are you trying to undermine me?" Xiao Fei demanded angrily, stamping heavily on his foot. "Ouch!" the vagrant cried out in exaggerated pain, causing Su Zhiqing and Su Zhimod to turn their heads and gaze at them strangely.

Li Mingzhi had just returned home from the hospital and was sitting on the sofa watching television. Although his injuries were not severe, the adhesive bandage on his forehead still made him furious. He relied on his looks to make a living, and now that Liang Shan had disfigured him, he could only silently pray that the scar wouldn't be permanent.

Fortunately, there was some distance between the three vehicles, allowing Chen Dahaoh's car and the commercial vehicle behind it to brake just in time.

"If it truly is Chen Qiusheng, you must carefully reconsider your options. Chen Qiusheng was originally your subordinate; he knows everything about the military inside out, is familiar with your combat habits, and even holds some classified military secrets. These are your Achilles' heel, so you must make rapid adjustments!" I said.

Xiao Yiyun had not forgotten his primary objective, which was to arrange a meeting between Tao Yiran and Lin Luoying. However, try as he might, Xiao Yiyun could not manage to locate Tao Yiran.

Bo Qiling glanced at the captain of the security guards upon hearing this, her expression solemn. She had shown great kindness to this security guard, having personally paid for his wife's medical treatments, and she trusted his integrity. In her eyes, he was a trusted confidant, which was why she did not conceal certain matters from him, though she always stopped short of revealing everything.

"What? Are you hungry? Come on, I'll treat you to a late-night snack!" Ou Li could not help laughing upon hearing the rumbling of Ji Han's stomach.

Outside the purple blood coffin, the youthful figure clad in white robes, elegant and handsome, sat upon the ground in an utterly motionless posture.

She certainly did not want the brief trust she had traded by taking a blade for the Crown Prince to vanish into thin air like smoke.

Wu De wailed in heart-rending grief, feeling at that moment as though the police were his own flesh and blood. Crawling awkwardly toward Shi Yue, he kowtowed frantically.

"What does that have to do with me?" Ji Han felt a sudden surge of grievance; he was merely watching a livestream, who could have known it was narrated by Jiu Mei?

Both the wargs and the orcs had been driven back, and with no enemies remaining nearby, Li V chose to retrace the path the dwarves had taken. When he reached the edge of a cliff, he discovered that the entire area had transformed into a sea of flames, while the dwarves, the goblins, Gandalf, and Bilbo had all vanished without a trace.

To be honest, the swordsmanship of the two was evenly matched. Li V possessed no formal martial techniques whatsoever, while the Wight's swordsmanship was hardly refined due to the constraints of its twisted limbs; this battle was essentially a contest of brute force.