Volume One, Chapter 40: Slaying Kua Fu!

Although the young Kuafu tribe was still in its infancy, and despite being only level 15, Chandler had grown accustomed to Yiyang’s exquisite techniques. He affectionately patted the head of this number-one rookie; playing alongside him made Chandler feel as if he had regained several years of youth.

After Iris’s E skill, Web Spinner, ascends, she can only reposition if there is a platform beneath her, a neutral jungle monster, or an enemy unit—essentially, any attackable target that allows her E skill to help her land precisely where she wishes.

Hearing Su Yi’s words, Xi Wuqing remained silent, his quietness serving as tacit consent. Once he joined any sect, he would no longer need to fear the Heavenly Dragon Sect. Yet, no matter which sect he chose, none would stand with him against the Heavenly Dragon Sect.

Suddenly, from all corners of the righteous realm, dense miasma of demonic energy surged skyward.

He placed the copper coin sword before his eyes, then released his grip. The sword vanished into the earth as if it were a droplet of water sinking into the soil.

At this moment, Mu Jing was still farming waves in the bottom lane, while Ezreal and Braum, after pushing the minion wave to the enemy’s upper tower, proceeded to the mid lane to push alongside Malzahar.

“Is the playoffs starting the day after tomorrow?” Yet, after only a few exchanges, their conversation shifted back to basketball.

The hospital, the airport, and the basketball arena had become the three places Yiyang frequented most in the past month.

Chen Yushu, already envisioning Yang Ming’s airborne posture, felt an indescribable joy swelling within her.

A surge of energy crashed like thunder; the surrounding lava pools boiled and churned, massive stones crumbled. Four three-headed dragon horn pythons of the True Demonic Realm confronted Jian Wuque, Xu Chen, and Chen Yanhuan.

The ground beside the two appeared as if bombarded by a missile barrage; Ye Yi’s clothes were tattered, yet compared to Ju Liuli, he was practically unscathed.

Watching the commotion with delight and loving to meddle in affairs—such traits seemed intrinsic to human nature. In front of the Second Academy’s gate, crowds had gathered both inside and out.

“Without an antidote, it acts like a ticking time bomb, causing those affected to lose their minds and act irrationally in heat,” he added.

More thrillingly, the stern had two zip lines, allowing rapid descent from the sixteenth floor down to the eighth.

I steadied myself and listened carefully; indeed, the sound came from Changchun Palace. I snorted coldly, thinking: Could it be someone’s ghost trying to scare me? Others might have been frightened, but since I had once played ghost to scare Noble Xi, I was far from afraid.

Though the queen bore her own selfish motives, this point was well made. While others endured hardships for three or five years without advancing a level, she had risen within a year of entering the palace—a fact sure to earn her no favors among the concubines.

As for this man, Kong Leng rarely interacted with him, for his identity was too peculiar—on one hand a hand of the Spirit King, on the other the captain among the Reapers.

Yet, her flattery, to Blue Star’er, seemed like insincere scheming at best; fortunately, her own composure prevented her from exposing it on the spot.

“Nai Nai, what are you doing here?” Unexpectedly, Song Shang Yiguang felt Lady Nai Nai had grown much closer to him. He hurried forward to steady her.

However, carrying the psychological pressure of defending set-pieces against Zhang Tian with fear, the Crystal Palace players expended far more energy on defense than usual. As Tyler had said, if this continued, Crystal Palace would surely collapse before the match’s end.