Chapter 57

The sound of thunder, pattering rain, and the dark night served as their finest camouflage. The sheets of rain also blinded the sentries and patrols, allowing the special operations team to infiltrate without encountering the slightest obstacle.

Le Fan could never forget these past two days; they were two days he would remember for the rest of his life, for he had never been so wildly reckless before.

"If you want to report to the leadership, you should look for He Defeng or An Jisen. Aren't you looking at the wrong person by coming to me?" Le Fan gave Qi Tianyuan a meaningful look.

Being able to witness the rise of a good-for-nothing, followed by his fleeting brilliance and imminent downfall, was the kind of rollercoaster thrill that didn't happen every day. Everyone grew excited.

His phone rang. Hu Qiyan glanced at the caller ID, frowned slightly, and pressed the green answer button.

"Take cover! Take cover!" The Japanese commander scrambled out of the car in a pathetic state, hiding behind the vehicle to direct the battle.

The final trailing word was uttered because Qu Qingran felt she simply could not keep up the pretense; the excuse sounded somewhat far-fetched even to her own ears.

The Tower Spirit Prophet merely offered a brief explanation, and Ling Feng had no intention of probing into the matter relentlessly.

On the other side, all of Left Spider's men had fallen to the ground, and Left Spider himself bore numerous wounds. Left Spider looked at Scar-Faced Ku, who shook his head in utter helplessness, his own body covered in cuts and lacerations.

"Zhang Xiaofeng!!!" At that moment, a fanatical voice rang out. Norton was seen staring fanatically at Zhang Xiaofeng as he walked over and said, "Tomorrow is the decisive battle. I hope to have a great fight with you in the final championship match."

However, because of the Emotion Blade's actions and her own words, Liu Xiran had entirely dispelled that lingering regret. If her memory served her right, Nie Xing had once spoken those exact same words as well. This realization only made her resolve even firmer.

The entire team listed the thirty individuals with the best military evaluation scores as candidates, and the five slots would be chosen from among them.

I saw my soul floating in the sky. When I opened my eyes in a daze, I found myself walking onto the stone path of the cemetery.

For a county-level government leadership team to be collectively summoned by name from the General Office of the Central Committee and the State Council, there could only be two possible reasons.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme. Molin didn't even dare to draw a full breath; he felt his nerves stretched to the breaking point, as if he were about to face an onslaught like a raging tempest.

"Three years?" Molin grew excited. Although his body had not yet fully recovered, he couldn't wait to begin cultivating immediately.

A tiger's combat style consisted of nothing more than a leap, a swipe, and a pounce. With just three moves and two styles, it could defeat its prey. Yet one must clearly realize that while those moves might suffice in the environment of Earth, in a world that prized martial arts, such techniques were clearly substandard.

Generally speaking, outsiders had no way of prying into the thoughts in another person's heart. Because even if your spiritual magic entered, you could only sense the flow of the other party's brainwaves.

"Did you tamper with me?" Sun Qi roared furiously. His rage once again triggered excruciating pain in his acupuncture points, causing him to bare his teeth in sheer agony.

Over the past few days in reality, he had received consecutive invitations from national athletic teams.

Since they had already come, however, they still had to put on a show. Thus, they successively drew their blades, creating a continuous clattering din.

Yet the spectators and fans other than them, especially the Chinese, felt their blood boiling with passion at this moment.

Master Bai's previous contempt for the entire martial arts world had already filled them with immense fury, and now he claimed he would annihilate the Purple Flower Ninja Association while demanding they prepare themselves accordingly.

"Hey, you big sleepyhead, the sun is already high in the sky, why aren't you up yet?" Just as Buse was deeply troubled, Xiao Keke pushed open the door and walked in.

Having suffered a heavy blow, how could Han Jie possibly hold on? He spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his face frozen in terror, his eyes wide, and his hands desperately trying to push backward, only to find his legs immobilized and his entire body completely paralyzed.

"Wei Zhongdao, what are you doing? Stop pestering Younger Sister Yan'er without reason!" Guo Jia directly stepped in front of Cai Yan, blocking Wei Zhongdao from approaching.

Clad in traditional kimonos, the Emperor and Empress walked up to the podium escorted by bodyguards, and at that instant, the atmosphere at the venue grew exceptionally fervent.

He faintly sensed that within each ripple was contained a vast spatial grand Dao, filling him with profound dread. Patriarch Zhuhuan was no stranger to the spatial grand Dao, yet even so, it still struck deep fear into his heart.

After eliminating the Reanimated Senju Hashirama, Yu's deep, sharp gaze suddenly shifted to Uchiha Obito beside him, who was maintaining his Kamui intangibility. The calm words he spoke sounded to the other man like a summons from the Grim Reaper.

Yet he possessed no right to refuse the arrangements of the gods; for now, he could only take things one step at a time and see how they unfolded.

And just like that, having just left the federal prison without even a moment to rest, Ma Gongcheng and his companions embarked on their journey once again.

Ye Chen looked somewhat helplessly at Lin Xiaoxiao in his arms. In the nocturnal quiet, Lin Xiaoxiao's sleeping face was utterly sweet, her slight, gentle breathing melting into the air, accompanied by a sweet fragrance.

In the end, all twelve Chosen Ones without exception turned traitor and chose to join the human faction.

"This is the way to make money." Ye Chen opened a jar, scooped out a spoonful of its contents with a spoon, and handed it to He Yang. Then, as if performing magic, he produced a steamed bun from his robes, gesturing for He Yang to put them together in his mouth and have a taste.

You might say that these events had not yet transpired in this world, yet you simply felt as though they had already happened.

"Sis, why are you here?" Li Zimin asked, subconsciously lowering the camera to keep Chen Guo out of the frame.