Chapter 171: All Who Come Are Guests

The bustling long streets of Kyoto were just beginning to light up as the lanterns along the shops were illuminated. Their warm glow fell upon Wen Yueqing's face, lending her a hazy, ethereal beauty.

Zunyi looked at Wen Yueqing with a smile and said, "Very well, leave it to me; you needn't worry about a thing."

"Fifth Brother, why are you out all by yourself? Where is your personal eunuch? Why isn't that fellow named Wang Xi following you?" Zunyou only just noticed that he was alone and asked with some concern.

"I..."

Game boosting, commonly known as hiring a proxy. People who do this generally wish to show off within their immediate circles. It is precisely this kind of inexplicable vanity that often leads to severe imbalances within the domestic e-sports scene.

Liu Ruiqian, who was also at the initial stage of Foundation Establishment, did not hesitate for a second. She retrieved a medicinal pill, raised the unconscious Ding Zhonghan, crushed the pill, and placed it into his mouth. She then moved quickly to seal the acupoints around his bleeding wound, which was deep enough to expose the bone. By this time, Ding Zhonghan's robes were already soaked through with the profuse amount of blood he had lost.

He stared in a daze as Dongfang Ziqing's figure suddenly drifted toward him. She danced around him, every glance she cast upon him utterly captivating.

"Nothing more than worthless trash," Raditz said dismissively, flicking his wrist. Back in the day, his battle power was a mere 1,500, and Piccolo was no match for him whatsoever. Were it not for despicable tactics, Piccolo would have been easily slaughtered by him.

Lei Yu felt as though his soul had transformed into a drifting ghost at this moment, hovering above the battlefield until it eventually drifted into the command headquarters of the Allied Alien Army.

Although the fall had shaken Wang Jie quite severely, his heart was nonetheless filled with joy. A whimsical idea he had previously entertained allowed him to accidentally discover that this Thunderbolt Movement Technique appeared to be far more than just a High-grade Mortal-tier skill.

"Bang!!!" In some secluded corner of the city, Bardock struck a massive wall with a furious punch. Instantly, the entire wall fractured, and within three seconds, it completely crumbled into debris.

"Let me tell you why: because you understand nothing of love and have never experienced romance, you chose to automatically ignore them. You tried to cover up the beauty of those two sceneries by substituting the other three, which is like the ugly woman mimicking the beauty," Ye Feng said earnestly.

Naturally, he was unwilling to let me go and lunged forward with his sword. After exchanging dozens of blows with him, I could tell that his foundation in martial arts was quite decent. Furthermore, he was relying purely on brute force, thrusting every move straight at my vital points—clearly, he had been driven to desperation.

"Comrades, are you all ready?" Gao Jiancheng stood atop a boulder, looking quite satisfied as he surveyed the fully arranged venue.

He just wondered if he would cross paths with Stannis once again this time, and should they clash anew, who would emerge as the weaker or stronger party.

As soon as he stepped out of Teacher Yang's door, he clutched the bag of cookies tightly to his chest within the darkness, terrified that even a single piece might fall out.

Missandei was currently directing people to carry desks, chairs, and necessary supplies into the various subject classrooms when a pitch-black board once again caught her attention.

Setting aside Martial Dao Celestials, merely to become a saint among cultivators, one had to transcend the Three Disasters and Six Calamities before truly stepping into that realm.

At this moment, all his dignity was stripped away, along with his indomitable heroic spirit. Even the innate volatility in his bones was kept under constant suppression, pushing him to the verge of a breakdown.

The pupil of the ghost-skin's pitch-black eye constricted; the power erupted by the youth was not inferior to its own in the slightest.

County Sub-administrator Chen thought to himself that even if he could not kill the opponent, this spear thrust should at least be able to inflict some injury upon him.

Although Lin洛 had created numerous seemingly miraculous events ever since his appearance, and his impressive displays certainly made him seem unlike a person of this world,

Boss Cao, would promoting your own son really make you lose your shirt? If you aren't going to give me a promotion, could there be some other hidden motive?

Every single Menos Grande touched by the radiance instantly found their bodies encased in a layer of ice shimmering with a seven-colored halo.