Chapter 63

At this moment, Xinyu and Lu Xuehan both came out, while a few security guards brought Xu Lin and Li Qing's luggage down from upstairs. It seemed that Xu Lin had truly planned all of this long ago.

On the first day of the tournament, three students from Fulin High School participated: Shen Feng, Zhang Han, and Zhao Zhizhi. Shen Feng and Zhang Han won their matches, while Zhao Zhizhi was eliminated. This came as a surprise to many Fulin students, who felt that it should have been Shen Feng to be eliminated.

Seeing that I had regained consciousness, Liu Yan was startled. He secretly blamed himself for blurting all that out. Observing that I could still recover my rationality even upon hearing about the suffering of the common people, he realized that I was not yet beyond saving, and a sense of disappointment inevitably welled up inside him.

Zhao Lihu and the key members of the Hand of God present chimed in one after another, all opposing Shen Feng's participation. Only Zhang Zonghe sat composedly, sipping tea in a leisurely manner as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Yan found Qiao'er's hands to be remarkably delicate and even felt an instinctive reluctance to let go once he touched them.

Everyone simply watched as he walked toward Robin, yet no one made a move, rendering the scene abruptly bizarre.

Apart from being a bit narcissistic and ostentatious, Bai Yujin was not lacking in other aspects. Most importantly, he was still unmarried and free of any entanglements, which was precisely why Hua Shangxue wanted to play matchmaker for the two of them.

It was a pity that Hua Shangxue had already gone to bed in her room by this time and had no idea that two old acquaintances had arrived at the same inn.

Nalan Xue stepped down from her carriage in front of the Guanlan Chess Club on Yangxing Street in the west of the city. After arranging to meet Shang Fusu the following day, she took Yan Niang and walked straight into the inner hall.

The two sides did not exchange names or reveal their respective backgrounds. A true battle was nothing more than a life-or-death struggle; there was no room for mercy or soft-heartedness. Everyone was an adult, and at this stage, what was the point of talking about reconciliation? What a joke.

She still could not remember the specific names of her family members, and her memory only extended as far as her leaving home, single-mindedly heading south to find evidence to clear her family's name of the wrongful charges.

Venerable Si Lian wore a troubled expression. Before coming here, they had searched every nook and cranny of the medicinal field planet, yet they could find not a single trace. Otherwise, they would have long since barged in directly to start a fight instead of resorting to all sorts of methods to extort confessions.

Zhou Qingbai had not expected that Ming Zhao was actually the highly renowned head of the Ming family. However, over the past dozen years or so, he had already withdrawn from the ancient martial arts world and lived in seclusion in a remote corner. The Ming family's affairs within the ancient martial arts world had long been handed over to Ming Xiang to manage, with Ming Tong providing assistance.

At the same time, Li Huaxin's figure had already vanished from his spot. By the time everyone reacted, his fist, hard as refined steel, was already blasting toward Yin Chou with unstoppable force.

Just at that moment, Natsu heard Igneel's voice. This time, Natsu had complete faith in Third Master; as long as preparations were made, Natsu would not be caught off guard by Igneel's sudden appearance the way he was in the original story.

As for meeting him, aside from letting her know who the visitor was, it would also allow her to tailor her design to his preferences, making the designed house even more to his satisfaction.

The sword light condensed into a solid entity, effortlessly tearing through layers of feathers before plunging into flesh and blood, piercing bones and internal organs, and finally shooting out from the other side.

As soon as Qu Ying shifted to this topic, Tricia, who had been somewhat hesitant just a moment ago, immediately focused entirely on her anticipation of soon entering the initial stage of internal strength.

Her mind repeatedly flashed with the image of that bright yellow canopy inside the Palace of Heavenly Purity, and then with the Emperor's gentle yet profound eyes.

He came from a privileged background and had a deep understanding of automobiles, yet the moment Qu Boyang revealed the keys, although unwilling, he had to acknowledge the authenticity of the car.

Unfortunately, the person who stepped out from the other side of the car was not Yang Yao, but a sturdy blond man with a brilliant smile.

The Bamboo Green Worm was a monster capable of defeating enemies with a single thought and intent. This could be seen from the reactions of those who had suddenly heard his voice just moments ago. An entity of this level could terrify ordinary people out of their wits with just a casual utterance, let alone when he spoke in a tone of displeasure.

Although she felt somewhat gloomy seeing someone else coming along, they were not here on a leisurely trip, so after a brief moment of despondency, Rose accepted reality.

The three of them stepped inside. Meanwhile, Zhang Ka walked in under the guidance of Shu Hao and the three elders of the Shu family behind him.

"Even we have to put in effort, you lot... better look out for yourselves." Chen Zhu cast a meaningful glance at the crowd before striding forward to catch up.

Flying over the canopy of the forest, Lin Yi encountered quite a few flying magical beasts. However, sensing Lin Yi's formidable power, these beasts, despite acting purely on instinct, knew that Lin Yi was not someone to be trifled with and scattered like startled birds from afar.

The sounds of battle roared continuously. While attacking, Xu Meng drank restorative potions. Since the game's official launch, the stranger before her was the only person who had ever made her feel pressured. Having played games for many years, Xu Meng had participated in tournaments and worked as a professional commentator; her own skill level could be considered solidly in the upper-middle tier among professional players.

"How did you two get in touch with each other?" After reading it, Yang Yao looked at Li Meng with a puzzled expression and asked.

Afterwards, Uncle Kong sent Zhang Dali back to the Sports Institute, telling him to get a good night's rest so they could pick him up promptly at eight o'clock the next morning to hit the road. Once that was settled, Uncle Kong and I also returned to the hotel to rest.

If one were to call it bragging, everyone had witnessed it just moments ago: Yuan Chengjie had indeed walked over to greet them respectfully and deferentially.

"Is that really all?" she asked again, and Lü'er beside her had already detected the unusual tone in her voice.

Although Wuming was deeply awed by the magnificent pyramid, he had not forgotten the purpose of his trip here.