Chapter 54: "Human Firing Pin!"

"Alright." Shen Manni hurriedly went to settle the bill. Lin Qihua and Lian Yuling stood up as well, following him outside. The more Chen Zifeng acted this way, the more it indicated there was a chance, filling both of their hearts with a sense of pleasant surprise.

"Xue Hao is willing." Xue Hao knelt on one knee. Xue Hongkong possessed extraordinary cultivation, and learning even a trick or two from him would be immensely beneficial. Moreover, as a descendant of the Xue family, this was something he ought to do.

That very night, countless people uploaded videos of themselves imitating the dance. The results were full of comedic blunders. If Lin Qihua's dance could be called the "professional showcase," then their spontaneous imitations were nothing more than the "cheap knockoffs"—completely different, turning into an awkward display of posturing.

At that moment, Mother Xue suddenly thought of her deceased husband, and tears streamed down unannounced and without warning.

"Yu Fangqiu, you are shielding someone who violates the rules. Are you challenging the order of the academy?" Yao Qingxin slapped a heavy charge onto Yu Fangqiu.

"World-Shaking Imperial Dragon Fist!" Seizing this opportune moment, Guo Jing let out a thunderous roar, punching forward with all his might.

Among them, over ten million downloads came from all over the world, and the number was still continuously growing.

The gazes of all the high-ranking ministers were focused on Jiang Feng and his group. If they managed to break through the encirclement this time, it was entirely thanks to Jiang Feng's contribution.

"Boom!" A flash of spiritual light descended, striking the mysterious figure. "What?!" the mysterious figure exclaimed in shock, immediately sent flying backward to crash a few feet away from Xue Hao.

Naming him Yuan Ying held profound significance. First: the character for "slaughter" was the very first character of this plane, carrying commemorative value. Second: as the son of the plane's protagonist, Akame, he would inevitably inherit a large portion of the protagonist's destiny, which would also indirectly harvest destiny for Yuan Ying himself.

As a chef, she had always been strict about time. Liu Yuning not only held herself to an extremely strong sense of punctuality, but she also maintained very high expectations for those around her.

Inside the energy shield, the Butterfree that still retained their consciousness wept silently, all of them staring with hatred at the Pidgeots.

Under her coordination, the relationships within Team 7, which had been on the verge of total collapse, eased up, completely altering the previously tense atmosphere.

Saying this, he raised his fist and swung it toward Bu Shuang. Bu Shuang casually lifted a hand, catching the young man's pulse point. With a gentle push, the young man stumbled backward repeatedly, ultimately landing flat on his backside on the ground.

While Elder General Mu was saying these things, Mu Xinyu placed her fingers on his wrist pulse. His pulse indicated that Elder General Mu was not lying.

Why would he ever need to exhaust himself over such matters? Without him even having to utter a word, people beneath him would eagerly rush to handle things themselves, solely to curry favor with him and leave a good impression in his heart.

Upon hearing this, Old Madam Mu turned pale, looking at Mu Xinyu with a mixture of nervousness and anxiety.

That day, under Lezes's guidance, Grace underwent a fulfilling training session, while Lynn mostly acted as a spectator from the sidelines. After all, Lezes had no obligation to take care of Lynn.

"No need, I'm not that particular about these things. If you think well of me, just call me Commander," Ogl said with a smiling look at Lynn.

The resort offered all kinds of entertainment activities; one could play ball games, go sing karaoke, or head straight for the hot springs.

He was currently restrained by worries, but seeing Xiao Chen's worried expression, he certainly did not believe Xiao Chen would dare to make a move against him.

The black light slammed into the Lord of Shura, sending the latter flying backward instantly before crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Qing, you must remember, you are also a Mist Shinobi. This is a betrayal of the Mizukage!" Puyev knew he was no match for Qing, but his original goal was to escape. He only needed to shake off Qing and return to the Mist Village, and no matter how influential the Zhao family was, they wouldn't be able to lay a hand on him.

He tapped the tip of his foot on the turtle's back, his body suddenly soaring into the air. A crimson sword light burst forth, its terrifying sword qi seeming capable of cleaving everything apart.

Taixuan paid no attention to this. After absorbing the vital essence, he directly continued to drive his divine soul power straight into the very core of the Evil Emperor's Relic, finally catching sight of a "magic seed" identical to the one he had seen that day in the "Secrets of the Long Life".

A sense of urgency welled up, and his intuition told him that something terrifying had happened on the Xuanling Continent.

Ying Kai's expression shifted slightly. He remembered his father's words: when he was born, the room was filled with an exotic fragrance, and dazzling golden light filled the sky. This saber had flown in on its own precisely at the moment of his birth, and in his youth, he had simply regarded it as a divine weapon.

Damn it, normally countless people would break their heads trying to get Anmus's recognition, yet all of them inevitably ended in failure.

Looking at the hung-up phone, Huang Sansheng took a deep breath, and the next second, he directly tossed his phone onto the sofa.

"This wicked queen dares to obstruct us still. Let's all strike together and kill her!" angry voices clamored.

Shen Tianlan naturally felt nothing of the sort. Anyway, what difference would it make whether these people knew her strength or not? She had lived through her time as a good-for-nothing trash just fine like that.

Noticing this, Yu Lisu's eyes darkened, but in the end, she said nothing, turned around, and left.

Just as Ding Hao had expected, Ximen Xuexue once again led him to that secluded medicinal garden.

Beijue's first punch landed on the big black man's arm, failing to shatter his defense. His second punch instantly transformed from a fist into a claw, grabbing the opponent's arm while driving his knee upward into the other's stomach. The impact forced the big black man to stumble back three or four steps.

Beijue felt somewhat displeased upon seeing this and let out a cold snort. Aotian Yan glanced at him, raised his hand, and unhooked the long sword housed in its grayish-green scabbard.