Volume One, Chapter 28: Xiang Zheng's Plan

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Ding Wei still couldn’t bear to leave the infantry cannon on the mountain. If no Japanese reinforcements arrived, they could feign a retreat, continue the ambush, and strike again for a second victory.

Harry and Darryl each held a standard longbow from the academy, with ten arrows in their quivers, under equal conditions. Whoever scored the most points in ten shots would be declared the winner.

“I’ll discuss it and get back to you tomorrow. Does that sound all right?” Father Fang considered for a moment before replying.

These ghost wolves barely had time to react before being pierced by thunder arrows. The terrifying power of lightning exploded instantly, shattering their bodies into fragments.

Su Qingyue felt the scorching heat of that gaze and instinctively withdrew, trying to hide her hand inside her wide sleeve, not daring to look at Mu Jincheng again.

Aunt was busy inside the house but kept one eye on this side. Seeing Qingyue speak again, she quietly scolded her.

“Hmph!” Li Hongwu took the gun, but in a mere moment’s snort, the once perfectly good firearm was reduced to scattered parts on the ground.

“Aruba, are you with Uncle Gui now?” Kang Mang called out to Aruba as he emerged.

A group of young people discussed the matter, and someone showed a photo from the scene—an image of the “mysterious tycoon” leaving the premises.

“If you want to kill me, you must pay the price!” Wei Meng roared loudly, thrusting out a powerful punch.

After speaking, Wei Jie nodded and left the camp, heading toward the nearby training ground where Duanmu He, Tong Meng, Zhang Da, and others were already waiting.

When Tang Yi found the dragon-lion beast, it was still lying on the ground as if sound asleep, unaware of any outsiders.

Their gazes all fell behind Guan Junjie, fixated on the roaring Howling Sky Beast.

“Hua Xu Dream, I’ve been waiting for you all along!” Shangguan turned back and gave Zhou Tianling a meaningful glance.

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“General, Zhang Da has searched everywhere you might have gone but found no trace of you. Therefore, Zhang Da suspects you must have come here!” Zhang Da said respectfully.

Liu Muzhi was momentarily stunned. If Hou Liangsheng truly belonged to Xie An, in the end, he and Hou Liangsheng would remain mortal enemies. Was this fate?

At the same time, around Baili Tingfeng, furious flames seemed to flare up like a volcano about to erupt. Waves of battle-level aura surged like a mighty tide, magnificent and overwhelming.

Qi Lu and the others looked grim. As Yan Hengshun said, killing Xiang Yu would be the highest honor, and this glory must not be monopolized by the Qin and Yan families.

“Celestial Cold Spirit?” Jack glanced at the message from Li Mo Sheng and gasped. Celestial Cold Spirits were said to be the coldest and most sinister beings in the galaxy, almost impossible to find because their appearance coincided with spatial turbulence eruptions.

Bursting forward, behind them appeared two mountains and a sea, carrying terrifying momentum as they charged toward the academy dean of the Nine Stars Academy.

The two deputy captains, under Liu Zhaodi’s guidance, gave each other a shocking lesson.

“Mid-level human technique—Sky Slash, one strike, extinguish!” As Ye Mo shouted, his right palm suddenly raised and slashed down. An illusory sword shadow of primal energy appeared, cutting fiercely toward Han Jun.

He still seemed very clear-headed. His stubborn mind allowed him to remain calm, rational, and capable of analyzing problems correctly before making decisions.

What is mutual exchange? Naturally, it requires good international relations. Otherwise, what’s the point?

To ensure they could hit their targets at night, they lit a bonfire beside the soda can, clearing all surrounding dry grass and branches to keep it burning. They repeatedly shot steel balls into the fire, then rushed over with sticks to fish them out.

At first, Wang Min seemed very angry in Zhao Lei’s room, but on reflection, Zhao Lei was not a frivolous man, and Wang Min’s presence there that night had to be her persistent insistence.

The digital group had accumulated rich experience in fields like internet financial risk control intelligence, NPC intelligence in video games, and the recently popular magic leap data processing capabilities, leveraging these to repeatedly defeat opponents.

His heart stirred with excitement as a magnetic voice echoed in the room: “You’ve been spoiled by me and have grown bolder.” Ling Anfeng smiled and walked out.

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“I never thought that way, but I know if you continue like this, it only shows a lack of confidence, an incomprehensible insecurity about your own matters,” Ruo Han said, knowing that most in the palace shared this trait without exception.

“Aunt, I came in a hurry and didn’t bring many gifts. Please have Uncle Wu enjoy these two bottles of wine.” Li Gouwa said as he handed the wine to Guo Yulian.

Before he finished speaking, a walnut flew out and struck him on the head, sending him flying.

The other turned around in confusion and saw a calm face and a fist as large as a clay pot.

I smiled wryly. “Brother Sen, I only won by a fluke yesterday; otherwise, I might not have beaten him.”

Staring at the glowing orb of spiritual energy in his hand, Lin Yu’s eyes flashed with madness. Gritting his teeth, he forcefully slammed the orb toward another glowing orb in his other hand.

I don’t know how long I lay there. When I woke and opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Gao Lan leaning over the bedside.

“Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!” Watching the busy array masters, a few white nobles could no longer remain calm. They hated those trying to escape to the bone.

Only three buildings stood close enough here, arranged in a triangle; the others were four or five meters apart, impossible for anyone to leap across.

The sound of rain, wind, and thunder roared across the sky, interspersed with wild laughter and angry shouts—each sound more terrifying than the last.