Volume 1, Chapter 32: Su Qiuyu's Martial Prowess

The blow was heavy. Wu Da let out a miserable shriek, his vision going black for a long while. It took him a moment to recover, and when he did, he saw Su Qiuyu standing right in front of him with her arms crossed.

Pointing at her, Wu Da yelled, "Su Xiaowu, you just wait! I’m calling the police!"

Su Qiuyu watched him pull out his phone with a smirk, dismissively saying, "The bigger the scene, the better. It’ll make me famous, and with this face, fame is easy to come by. Once the netizens find out you harassed me and were then served justice by my hand, I’ll be an overnight sensation. Once I’m famous, I can start livestreaming to sell goods. When that happens, I’ll buy a convertible, and we can play bumper cars—whoever swerves first is a coward."

Wu Da’s fingers froze.

A radiant light flickered, erupting instantly and enveloping everything in the vicinity.

The jailer sighed upon hearing this and was about to run off to deliver the orders when a man dressed in plain clothes blocked his path.

Indeed, this is the life of a killer. Like the web novelists on modern Earth, they lead a miserable existence, misunderstood by all. That is their tragedy.

Perhaps sensing Chen Mu’s anger, Chen Qishui’s fingers twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes.

Of course, Na Tie didn’t expect to uncover any major leads, but every extra bit of information meant an extra chance at survival, which was why he spared no effort in cultivating a relationship with Hu Mengya.

Sun Zhuo walked onto the court, joined by Yao Ming from the Rockets, Wang Zhizhi—who had been signed by the Spurs—and his Lakers teammate, Vujačić.

Qing Hong watched the smug-looking Yin Hun with amusement, rubbing her temples in frustration. He was truly "pure" to a fault; she worried that taking him out into the world would corrupt him. After all, the world was treacherous, and given his personality, she feared he’d be sold and still end up foolishly helping the buyer count the money.

However, he didn't want to follow the trend of the popular Leap series; he had new ideas. This wasn't surprising, as James had always been sharp, but his accusation that Sun Zhuo and Kobe were in the wrong left his agent deeply confused.

The killer was sent flying by a single palm strike from Wang Nu. As he drifted through the air, his eyes held a dazed expression, as if he were still questioning how he had been knocked away.

Seeing brothers reunite was a joy beyond measure. As the soul of the group, Lu Yuan and Yan Yang watched with smiles as Fatty Yin and Xu Bo chatted with Zhao Bin.

Just then, two beams of icy blue light flashed, and Chixin Nangai and Huakai Hualuo appeared before us.

However, when a few sharp, elite hunting demons rushed to the poison-thorn brambles in search of corpses, they found nothing but green blood.

Hong Jiao finished eating the human brain in a few bites, shoved the body aside, and stood up, rolling his neck until it cracked audibly.

"Then how do we detoxify it?" I watched Shen Yue, who seemed to be deep in thought. Had he come up with a solution?

"I—I'm here!" Following the voice, I saw Zhang Sifei crawling up from the ground.

Though Dazhuang didn't say much, every word struck the black-clad girl where it hurt. Despite her outwardly calm demeanor, her inner thoughts were already a tangled mess.

I had smashed a massive crater into the rock wall, and the ground was littered with stone fragments—shards that, of course, were stained with my blood.

It was described as a large cave, but it was really just a pit overgrown with trees. Dazhuang was about to climb up when he suddenly spotted a strip of cloth hanging from a nearby branch. He pulled it down and examined it closely; it was stained with blood, and since it hadn't dried yet, it seemed to have happened only moments ago.

Only then did Dong Fei remember he hadn't eaten dinner yet. "Coming!" he said, walking out and hugging Niuniu. "Niuniu is such a good girl." He found it funny to say this, thinking to himself that having a child at his age might be considered quite the romantic tale if word got out.

"Hehe, it might take a long time to climb, but since you are all cultivators, this bit of physical exertion shouldn't be a problem. Follow me," the elder said.

They found themselves suspended in a void. The place they had just escaped from was nowhere to be seen—only a mass of rolling clouds remained. This sight left the two men and the horse utterly bewildered. Where exactly were those halls and corridors built? Were they real or an illusion?

At the Lin Fong Stadium in Macau, Lobo was wearing a red jersey, looking the part as he played soccer against his opponents.

This was an excellent disguise. If Wang Sheng didn't want the whole world hunting him for the secret of upgrading a low-tier soul, all he had to do was split his soul into multiple parts, constantly projecting the image of a low-tier practitioner, and the rumors would naturally vanish without a trace.

Hearing Wuxin's words, Mo Nan's face stiffened, and he spat out, "Draw your blade!" He was thoroughly enraged by Wuxin’s indifference.

Before he could finish, the driver couldn't resist pushing his shoulder. Even before the driver could track the young man's movements, he was already lying on the ground with his head near the tire, while the youth remained lazily leaning against the front of the car, as if he hadn't moved at all.

On a stone table not far from Chang Wanqing lay a sword—a sword with a hilt as white as jade, inlaid with a single gemstone. It was the White Jade Sword.

Huyan Chengbi hadn't expected Wuxin to use such a move, and was even more surprised by Wuxin's uncanny footwork. But it was too late; as the blood-stained blade clashed with his own long saber, he felt a surge of immense power transmitted through the weapon, forcing him to take three steps back.

"Mr. Bai, my name is Chris. My ability is simple: I can see through the eyes of other creatures and project what they see," Chris said.

Immovable, immortal... What does it mean to be immovable, and what does it mean to be immortal? If there truly were a second or third transformation of the Dao heart, what would they be?

What Monk Sha held in his hands now was the genuine article. According to official website data, the original item had broken through system limitations and possessed many functions other weapons lacked, making it unpredictable in use.

It seemed that after a bit of alcohol, no one had the spirit to keep singing anymore; they lay sprawled across the KTV room sofas like wilted eggplants.

Bing Xixue knew that as long as she could reach the end of the Ice Storm Canyon and see Chu Ge and Feng Juechen, she would be safe.

Fortunately, Qin Yun was in the party this time. Two consecutive healing spells restored my health to full, and the healing effect drew the aggro of the other monster, which immediately brandished its stone spikes and charged toward Qin Yun.

Deep in the jungle, beneath a long-dead cypress tree, the drug dealer stopped, lit a cigarette, and looked around.

"What do you mean?" Cao Hao did not elaborate. If he said one million, and it turned out to be ten million, he would lose out. If it were one hundred thousand, he would lose face.

To eliminate more of the enemy's soldiers, Qimei and Zongheng Sihai charged forward relentlessly, attempting to use their own strength to inflict massive casualties.