Twenty thousand and twenty.

What a wonderful learning opportunity! Every time Wei Yu thought about it, her blood seemed to boil with excitement.

Ruoshui found it amusing. Hey, they hadn't even started competing yet, and the other party was already claiming defeat—what was that supposed to mean? The way they spoke with such solemnity and conviction almost made her believe she really would lose. Damn it, she had nearly bought into it.

Originally, this was a relatively private matter for Wei Yu; had the grade level director not pressed her for details, she wouldn't have elaborated. Yet, within half a day, the entire school knew Wei Yu was going for an audition. The rumor grew increasingly intense, eventually morphing into gossip that Wei Yu was about to star in Tan Ke’s new film.

However, the situation shifted in an instant. Moqi Liang’s thousand-strong heavy infantry had a powerful charge, which was their advantage, but their slow retreat was a weakness. Moreover, upon hearing the military horn signals from both sides, Moqi Liang immediately realized he had fallen into a trap. The Yan army had intentionally lured him into attacking, hoping to break the solid formation of the Beian army through his eagerness for a quick victory.

"Shut him up!" Following Dou Hu’s order, Niu Da stepped forward and kicked Yu Qing, dislocating his jaw instantly.

He was indeed panicked because he hadn't found Tianjin, but that wasn't enough to make him lose his composure. Therefore, he deliberately used the vase as a lure to draw her out. If she didn't want things to go wrong, she would inevitably try to find a way to remedy the situation.

However, she wasn't very satisfied with the seat I had arranged for her and wanted to sit elsewhere. That wasn't a big deal; there were plenty of empty seats, so I let her be.

Yet, her mood seemed worse than his. Realizing she was holding him, she immediately pulled away from his embrace instinctively.

Furthermore, legend had it that during the era of warlord infighting, a concubine of an officer had consumed the Evil Tai Sui and gained eternal youth. This alone was enough to make everyone flock to the Evil Tai Sui.

Although Xia Yan had heard of Zhuang Jian and had even fought alongside him yesterday, they hadn't exchanged words. Sensing this young man, he found no sharpness despite the power he possessed; instead, he was polite and reserved, as refreshing as a spring breeze.

"Go farm, then..." Rudinos said with a dark face, grabbing Dean’s hoe and walking toward the field furthest from the God of War Alliance.

Zhuang Jian marveled at the world created by Xing Chou. This Xing Chou already possessed the power to construct a world. Although his world was still somewhat chaotic and lacked detail in many respects, he had already taken the most crucial step compared to demigods of the same level.

Whether Li Yuan'er had entered the production with her own capital or had won the role through merit, the result was already out; there was no point in her dwelling on it or taking any further action.

Liu Fan ordered the entire army to feast on beef and distributed alcohol, letting the soldiers drink their fill. The troops were excited and emboldened. They knew that throughout history, whenever soldiers were fed their best meals, it meant a battle was imminent.

A clamor rose from the audience. Although they knew Gu Luo was superior to Qing Zhengshen, the magnitude of the gap left them in shock.

Liu Mao’s expression returned to one of joy. Liu Zhang laughed, "Exactly! If the Emperor dares to make things difficult for you, brother, I’ll tell our second brother to go to the capital, depose that old Emperor, and make you the Emperor! Hehe!" After saying this, Liu Zhang giggled foolishly.

"Thank you, big brother!" the siblings shouted happily. Guo Nianfei took a taxi to the Zhonghai First People’s Hospital, completed all the procedures, and dispatched ten caregivers from White Cross to look after his foster brother and sister.

Scanning his surroundings, Blake discovered that aside from himself and the blue platform beneath his feet, there was nothing.

Even though he currently held the upper hand, if he were pounced upon by this demonic beast, he would be left crippled, if not dead. Under these circumstances, he should have dodged immediately, but if he retreated, the advantage he had just secured would truly vanish.

Fu Qiang was so startled that cold sweat broke out. He hadn't expected these puppets to continue moving even after losing their heads! While retaliating against the wooden dolls around him, he rushed toward Zhuang Jing.

Upon hearing Master Huaizhi’s words, Li Hanlong and the Red Sea Dragon King expressed their full agreement. They continued to discuss the operational plan for the subsequent mountain reconnaissance. Just then, Tongtian Luohan encountered threats from the Heaven-Shocking Wolf King, who ordered him to lead five thousand warrior monks to assassinate Master Huaizhi and Grand Marshal Li Hanlong.

Once the Winged Race seized the God-King, not only Xuan Qing, but all the Wingless would face expulsion.

Xuan Qing’s gaze was clear, and his words were logical, but to Ling Yunche’s ears, they sounded like grating noise. He looked at Xuan Qing with a sneer.

High above the horizon, the three dragon shadows retreated layer by layer under the bombardment of the phantom shadows. Suddenly, the three dragon shadows merged into one. Enduring a blow from the phantom, they used the force of the strike to charge directly into the valley.

"Brother, what’s wrong? That beast is dead, why are you still sighing over him?" An An asked, looking up at Yang Ziyu, who was much taller than her.

Lin Peng’s suspicion was correct, so he quickly got up and put on his clothes, deciding not to dwell on the matter further.

After much urging, Lin Peng crawled out of bed, unwillingly, and got dressed.

North of Nanli, a hundred God-Kings glanced at each other in terror; they naturally knew that Lord Heiyuan detested the sound of Buddhist chanting.

"Wow, Sister Xing’s embrace is so warm, the touch of her fingertips is so comfortable..." Old Man Qian said, using Gu Luo’s slightly childish voice in a strange manner.

Xia Shiguang finally realized what was happening and smiled awkwardly, taking a bite of his food while continuing to wonder how he could bring it up in a way that sounded more sincere.