Chapter 43: This Damnable Desire to Win

Qu Peng and Li Liang chased after him, intending to give him a beating, but when they saw the girl's tear-stained eyes, clearly showing she'd been crying, they both abruptly stopped, coming to a halt a meter in front of her.

Lin Xiyu and the two of them stared wide-eyed at each other for several seconds, before all awkwardly averting their gazes.

"Class rep, why are you crying?"

"Tell us, who bullied you?"

"I'll teach them a lesson for you," Wang Fan quickly offered, seizing the opportunity to ingratiate himself and make an impression in front of the beauty.

If it weren’t for Imperial Authority, how could he so easily slay a great demon with over twenty thousand years of cultivation?

"Young Master Xueyuan, do you believe in the unexpected?" Liu Lang spread his arms, that nobleman’s robe flying to his side. The golden patterns swirled around the red garment, unfurling into a shimmering shield array as Xueyuan closed in, and he suddenly posed the question.

Channeling his power, he placed his hand over the wound on Willow Leaf’s right hand. Miraculously, the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, the pain easing as well. As for whether any toxins remained, there was no time to worry about that now.

As for whether to buy or eat anything, that depended on whether those entering were satisfied enough to linger for a transaction.

Drawing near the restaurant’s entrance, what caught the eye was a massive purple blossom, strikingly beautiful and setting the perfect atmosphere.

"Of course! We naturally trust the Celestial Collector. If even the Celestial Collector can’t be trusted, who else could be?"

Lin Sen brought down the screws, removed the two eccentric wheels, and took off the steel wire too. The two eccentric wheels weren’t made of composite titanium steel and had already begun to rust, which would hinder the use of the crossbow.

Fu Hao finally understood why Bu Chuming was so terrified; after all, he himself had only scared them away just now because his stomach growled with evil triumph over good.

The Nether Inferno, black as liquid shadow, burned on the ground with a power that seemed capable of consuming all.

There was no need to take risks; if Xu Xian ran into trouble, it would be difficult to answer to the headmaster.

"It's all right," Liu Bian, with the status of Zu Lang as his talisman, had nothing to fear; after all, he now had both soldiers and generals at his disposal.

"These statistics are inaccurate!" An Hai immediately called out, loudly protesting and challenging the numbers reported by Huang Keke.

Cao Cao had not expected these southern barbarians to be so easily deceived, so in accordance with Lü Bu’s plan, he agreed to their terms.

"Of course he’s dead. No matter what, his cultivation is only at the first tier of the Supreme Realm, while my Extreme Frost Mystic Palm cost me two-tenths of my own blood essence to unleash—its power is immense. Even the boss, if struck, would be in grave danger." The man snorted coldly to vent his displeasure, then closed his eyes to rest and regulate his breath.

Ranked seventh was Peng Yulin, whose score in the fourth round was thirty-two thousand six hundred and ninety, and with the previous three rounds’ twelve hundred sixty-one, his total was thirty-three thousand nine hundred and fifty-one.

"Blue Fiend!" Gus roared. Suddenly, a demon, blue-black from head to toe, appeared from thin air, seized Gus in its grip, and together they vanished into a cloud of blue-black mist, only to reappear behind Yan Huang.

Ye Hua was taken aback, then sat down next to the Treasure of Millions, waiting for an introduction.

In the heavy rain, it was obvious—the armored cavalry of Youzhou were now moving sluggishly, their earlier burst of energy gone. Their bodies were simply too heavy, and with the rain soaking their armor, even moving wasn’t as agile as before.

The executives of Sunderland Group weren’t bothered; first, because youthful impetuousness wasn’t worth fussing over, and second, the Morgan Group’s reputation gave them the standing to act as they did. In other words, were it not for Ji Youlan catching this young master’s eye, the Morgan Group wouldn’t have deigned to visit a backwater like Ocean City.

"Meizai, you speak!" Brother Wuyou looked around, then pointed to the most loyal and reliable Meizai.