33 Serving

Although they were well aware that this was merely the preliminary round, and that the online votes would only count as a single judge's vote in the finals.

If a man's slow cultivation were due to other factors, it might be one thing, but if it were truly man-made, what would that signify?

In the distance, Li Shengxing, who had been knocked unconscious by Leng Yu’s punch, had yet to wake. Seeing him, Tianxing felt a flash of cold light in his eyes.

That was why she had been clever enough to gift her jade bracelet to Jiang Chen, hoping to restore the reputation of the Dayuezhi.

Kong Gaoming stuffed the strawberry into his mouth, stunned, forgetting even to chew before swallowing it whole.

The battle had reached a white-hot intensity. Despite the fierce onslaught from the figures in green and purple, they were still no match for the Green Snake Sect Leader and had already sustained some injuries.

Shells rained down, sinking several warships, while others rocked violently upon the sea.

For the past two days, the Southern Garrison and the Azure Phoenix Cavalry had been locked in constant combat, fighting from dawn until dusk, only ceasing their clamor when both sides were too exhausted to continue.

"Si Ran, I think today's competition is far more interesting and spectacular than yesterday's," Yu Cheng remarked.

In his hand, he had somehow produced a massive wolf-headed saber, its edge sharp enough, it seemed, to cleave a mountain in two.

Considering the large number of people outside and the fact that Tulus had yet to prepare the main course, Tang Wan decided to make a simple dish of braised noodles with green beans.

Honestly, the difficulty had been lowered significantly, and her very existence served as a strategic deterrent; Jeanne d'Arc Alter would have to take her into account before making a move.

Without giving it much thought, Jiang Feng plucked a leaf from a green plant, rolled it up in his hand, and flicked it out with a sharp snap.

"So strong!" Mash held her shield up against the blade, yet she was startled by the power and speed Artoria was displaying now.

However, this time, the program did not choose a remote location in Huainan, but rather a developed central city on the other side of the region.

Song Yiran felt that everything Jiang Feng said was spot on; she just couldn't figure out how he knew all of this.

Cui Cui nodded obediently, feeling that Sister Song was truly too kind to her, and she didn't know how she could ever repay her.

Shen Zhili’s breath hitched as her gaze fell upon the large crates, marveling at Xiao Ling’s "generosity."

To be thrown to death in the street with no one caring—human life was cheap to such an extent that the chaos of the Great Yan Dynasty exceeded all imagination.

Fu Wenzhi opened his eyes completely, his expression fierce, like a sleeping beast that had just awakened, seemingly ready to tear the person before him to pieces on the spot.

The newly appointed scholars observing the administration had not yet been assigned real posts. By custom, the clerks referred to these pending officials like Le Tian as "Observing Lords." The Law Minister was an alternate title for the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review.

However, Ye Qiu’er never relied on brute force in a fight, but rather on her wits. Winning against superior numbers and strength was not impossible, provided one seized the opportunity and utilized the situation to one's advantage.

Even if Xiao Guang’an refused to admit it, the fear that welled up from the depths of his heart whenever Lezheng Rongxiu was mentioned left him feeling powerless. Though this powerlessness filled him with rage and shame, he could do nothing about it.

Jiang Yi then took one hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones from his storage bag and handed them over according to the rules. Had this been in the past, it would have pained him to the core, but now that he was a man of wealth, it didn't bother him at all.

Without a word, Le Tian scrutinized the captive named Fang Jing. Fang Jing appeared disheveled and wretched, his armor and clothes in tatters and stained with blood—clearly injured in the clash with government troops, and having just been beaten by Fang Geng, he was bleeding from his nose and mouth.

Lawrence blew his horn with apparent effort, but to Mu Sheng, it was utterly useless. Mu Sheng had shut down his six senses—sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and consciousness—neither listening, smelling, nor looking. Relying entirely on his spiritual sense to observe, the horn naturally could not affect him.

Lan Yun was, at her core, a very proud person, and like her father, she did not fear the powerful. If she was unwilling, even if Lezheng Rongxiu spoke today, she would not show her face.

The old man reprimanded the middle-aged man who was supporting him, and then, with a look of terror, apologized to Fang Mu.

As the Chief Advisor to the Prince of Liao, Chu Wanglun was ashamed that he had led the Prince into such a dangerous predicament.

The most agile vehicles on the road were the electric scooters, which wove freely through the gaps in traffic.

The Western Sect had always harbored ambitions to surpass the Daoist schools. It was a pity that even though they based themselves on heterodox paths, everything still returned to the Dao. Their ambitions were ultimately meaningless; it was only the ordinary people who suffered, deceived by the Western Sect.

Nangong Yunyao was not worried, however, as he raised many demonic beasts within his Earth space, and he had even stocked the silver fish he had caught into the second-largest lake on the Shenzhou Continent, which he expected would breed indefinitely in the future.

Within the Military Department, over a billion pillars of light rose simultaneously, enveloping every cultivator who had signed up.

With an honor guard leading the way and armored guards bringing up the rear, the procession moved through the city like a long dragon. When they reached the foot of the mountain, the carriage stopped, and An Dushan took only Mu Sanqian, Anran, Huo Siyuan, and the local commandant Pei Lai up the mountain.

However, the white light Carl spat out this time was too sudden, too sharp, and too terrifying.

The Black Abyss Giant Bear belonged to the demon race. Ye Tianxun had initially thought it wanted him to represent the demon side and negotiate with the Bai clan tribes to avoid war if possible.

After waking up, Yue Chen didn't pay attention to anything else but hurried to check his beast cage. This strange behavior caused the other five elders to stand up and look toward him.

Gazing at the endless, glowing passageway, Mo Zilin could not help but feel a surge of excitement; the ultimate reward must lie within.

Could it be a demon? They say demons are extremely beautiful, possessing a soul-captivating charm over humans. The Jun Luoheng before him certainly fit that description.

Sima Qijun felt the venomous gaze of the Heavenly Decree Sect’s young master and could only look away timidly, not daring to meet his eyes.

The next morning, after breakfast, Yang Shile and his younger brother Yang Shiqing went to town.

Zhou Jin silently tightened her grip on the quilt, relying on talking to Luoyan to distract herself.

"You still haven't said, who are you?" At this moment, the white-haired man asked, looking at Yan Xiangnuan with a persistent expression.

"Hehe!" Seeing this, Long Shaofeng gave a faint laugh. Using his x-ray vision to check the room they had booked, he did not hesitate to pull Wang Yantong into the hotel and head straight for their room.