Volume 1, Chapter 57: The First Hard Battle

As soon as he finished speaking, his underlings burst into wild laughter, their eyes burning with naked desire.

"Boss, after you've had your fun, how about letting us have a taste too?"

Celia could condense her magic slightly, but she had never tried it this way, and was now attempting to make it move.

A weapon glowing with naked light paired with the Blade Dancer—whoever used this combination in the lane knew just how oppressive their dominance truly was.

"I still remember over at Xiuxiu's delivery, the midwife heated a rusty blade shovel red-hot and shoved it right inside."

"Simple! As long as you can prove you have enough funds to gamble with me, I'll play with you!" Lu Yifan said indifferently.

However, Old Monster Zha and the other three had clearly come prepared, launching straight into a four-on-one lethal assault. This time, Zhao Junyu would likely find it hard to escape defeat and ruin.

The powerful figure on the third floor experienced a noticeable fluctuation in aura, clearly provoked to anger, but ultimately restrained themselves, deciding that spending such a huge sum of money on a damaged armor simply wasn't worth it.

The battle for the top ten out of the top thirty on the True Immortal Ranking was likewise exceptionally fierce. This time, Qin Chuan was grouped with Yun Bumie, but remarkably, the latter forfeited that match, rendering the early-stage battle for the top spot meaningless.

As battle-hardened veterans, they knew full well that in matches, support players—due to the heavy burden of providing vision and roaming—were typically both poor and under-leveled.

The Primeval Tree of Life vanished from its spot, and the next second, it appeared inside the Xuanhuang Cauldron within Zhao Junyu's sea of consciousness.

"I cannot let go of the twin guns in my hands; I still have a chance to counterattack." A sharp pain shot through Cang Yuzhi's arms as he gripped the twin guns, and they almost slipped from his grasp.

Without waiting for Black Thirteen to say another word, the audience had already helped concoct a back story for him: an artist traveling here from abroad who had encountered numerous troubles along the way, enduring untold hardships just to find their true love.

[Gluttony Domain——] Following the whisper, like a chanted spell, and coupled with the sudden increase in personnel, all twenty-four people present were enveloped in a layer of purple mist.

Luffy shook his head a few times to clear it, then broke into a bright, cheerful smile, causing a throbbing vein to instantly bulge on Sanji's forehead.

Yet when had Pan Xiaoming become a professor at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine and qualified to teach? Was it at forty? Forty-five? Or fifty? And just how old was Ye Xiu right now?

"Hello, President Jiang. My grandfather often receives acupuncture at your clinic, and thanks to your intervention this time, a major problem of his has been resolved. I wanted to express my gratitude to you in person." Although Jiang Yi's voice sounded rather young, making He Xiaoting feel a bit strange inside, she still spoke in a respectful tone.

Regarding the acquisition of spatial force, spiritual stones containing spatial force were one method, but Zhang Tian also learned of another approach: reaching a place dense with spatial force, where spatial equipment would automatically absorb enough spatial force to recover.

At the very least, right now he was completely unable to recover, and couldn't even manage to put on a brave face and pretend to be fine.

Situ Kong could be considered to have done a good deed for once; not only did he reveal Kong Tianzhao's power, but he also let him know the identity of the Western Prophet. It was fortunate he hadn't hunted him down, though whether he was dead or alive now truly remained unknown.

This feeling of having no clue left Qin Zhao feeling extremely frustrated. Before he returned, whenever there was anything or anyone he didn't like, he could simply solve the problem with his fists. But now that he was back, in the eyes of the public he was just an ordinary citizen, and most of his former privileges could no longer be exercised.

Hearing the praise from the crowd and the cheers coming from the Cavaliers' bench, Tang Long did not become arrogant or complacent.