31 Chapter 31

Jinghong had been gone for the entire day. When she finally appeared before everyone again, her face showed visible exhaustion, yet her eyes were sparkling, clearly betraying her high spirits.

"I truly thank you all! It is quite shameful to admit, but what Ah Jing did was not very honorable. I apologize to you on her behalf," Father Liao said sincerely.

The New York fans were creating their usual deafening noise, yet for the first time, they felt a sense of powerlessness. It had been a long time since they had seen an opponent so indifferent to them. It had to be said that after the baptism of the Finals, the 76ers had truly changed.

Han Bing did not call a single timeout for the entire quarter, for she understood that she could not think of a way to break this defense, and calling a timeout would be useless.

After thousands of years of living through life-and-death trials, Jinghong finally broke through to the True God Realm following a particularly fierce battle.

The players laughed and joked, discussing the comical scene where Ge Feng used his "Divine Dragon Tail Swing" to send two of the Australian team’s rugged interior defenders tumbling into a heap.

Upon hearing this, Xia Tian was stunned. His murderous aura dissipated on its own, and he stood frozen, mumbling foolishly.

Qin Mo rubbed his nose awkwardly, not daring to speak up for his older brother anymore; after all, he himself was currently "doomed" as well.

With Ginobili entering the game, the Spurs' narrow lead began to expand. Coupled with their formidable defense, Mo Xi committed three consecutive turnovers, forcing Van Gundy to call a timeout.

Lingdang was grabbed and dragged into the Cold Stone Mine. Fengzheng caused the mine to bloom with grass and trees again, but tree roots could not restrain the Baron’s legs. Fengzheng was swept aside by an arc flash, all resistance instantly shattered, and she went tumbling down the mountainside.

At mealtime, everyone was beaming. Although the steamed buns on the riverbank tasted ordinary, they were large and dense; two of them were enough to make a satisfying meal. Lord Li even specially ordered a dish of pickled vegetables for every group of ten, which made the meal even more appetizing.

Fang Tianmu spat out a mouthful of fresh blood as his body was flung into the air, and a creature of the Water Alien race floated before him.

On the second day of the eighth lunar month, the Duke of Shen’s mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons. The vermilion gates had been repainted, glistening in the sunlight. The household guards and servants were all in high spirits, wearing red silk as they welcomed the guests who had come to offer their congratulations.

Once these words were spoken, the demons were in an uproar, discussing it heatedly. How could there be two champions? There should at least be some distinction between them.

Liu Yuhan also mentioned that Chen Lin had won the Jianghai City College 3-on-3 Basketball Tournament, as well as the recently acquired National College Freestyle Fighting Championship. As Chen Lin’s counselor, she naturally knew about his victory in the national tournament.

The tycoon of something or other and Zhuan Wangxu saw their life force drop to a critical level. Fang Tianmu did not go easy on them, cleanly and decisively unleashing two slashes. However, the red blade shadow aimed at the tycoon was instantly corroded, while the white blade shadow that struck Zhuan Wangxu was shattered directly by his physical form.

Qin Ming had already begun negotiating with entertainment companies and planning promotional work. He was constantly busy with various company matters, so during this time, he was extremely occupied. Yu Meixi could barely see him, and even Cheng Xin saw him very rarely.

What Mu Ziyun did not know was that he had not been intercepted along the way solely because Zhai Qiuzi had put in a good word. The military discipline within the Phoenix Capital was extremely strict; a leader of his rank had no qualification to approach the Grand Monarch’s territory. If it had been anyone else, they might have been stopped or even executed.

There was a straw bed in this prison, a black bucket, and a window fitted with iron bars. Unfortunately, outside the window was still just the prison, pitch black, and the only light for Lingdang was a single oil lamp.

Unlike the golden flames that Xia Xun condensed when forming his Yuan Power soul image, this deep, dark mist seemed suppressed by the power of heaven and earth, making it extremely difficult for it to flow.

Before long, a middle-aged man dressed in white martial arts attire walked out. His expression was calm, his gait steady, and he looked quite imposing.

To say that one could fuse with anything was one thing, but to attempt to fuse with one of the top five on the Heavenly Law Dharma Body Ranking was nothing short of a pipe dream.

"Alright, let's go somewhere else to play." Luffy grabbed Wells and said this, his body actually beginning to dissipate continuously. Toby looked at Luffy, as if he understood something.

He was not afraid, because he had met national leaders and even shaken their hands, so how could he be afraid of a town police station chief?

Approaching Shangguan Lei, looking at this man who possessed top-tier martial arts, a prominent status, yet was gentle, calm, and kept his sharpness hidden, he suddenly felt that if Jia Qianqian truly chose him, he would accept the defeat with conviction.

But this left the soldiers even more confused: what exactly were they doing? Last time, for some unknown reason, they started a strange fire that burned so many bugs to death. This time, they didn't use fire, yet they still didn't know how they did it, and so many bugs had died anyway.

"Qiuyun, are you okay!" A-Niu stared at the picture for a full five minutes. With a sigh, he downloaded the picture to his computer.

Today, in Tianlei Prefecture, gongs and drums were roaring, and the crowds were immense. The much-anticipated qualifying round of the Southern Division for the Three Thousand Prefectures Tournament had begun. The Three Thousand Prefectures Tournament had always been the highest stage for the younger generation of the Central Continent.

If he really had to choose, then, of course, it would be his sister and Huang Yichen first. Right, when he thought of his sister, for some reason, his heart tightened inexplicably. What was this about? Was he just overthinking?

Following Qin Zhen's command, the one hundred thousand Tiger Cavalry leading the charge rushed toward Qin Xuan in a fury.

Helan Lingjia was startled by Helan Yanxi’s sudden show of concern. She looked at her in shock, allowing her to wipe the blood from her lips.

She stared in astonishment at the more than fifty people who had suddenly appeared in the clearing, all of them wielding broadswords and looking menacing.

If he were caught by the soul army, he felt that even if he had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough for them to kill him; he feared not even a scrap of bone would be left.

Qin Xuan glanced at Wang Guan, knowing he was doing it for his own good, but having so many people around was very inconvenient.

Master Cui held her disciplinary rod and announced the end of class. As she left, her piercing gaze swept over Fu Jiusheng, as if issuing a warning.