Chapter 157: It is Yours as a Reward

The impending death match between the Dragon family and the Ouyang clan to resolve their grievances had long been the talk of the high-society circles.

Online gambling pools had already been opened, with various wealthy tycoons placing their bets.

Just as betting was about to close, Cao Mang had Su Meiqi stake all their funds on the Dragon family's victory.

This single move ruthlessly drove the odds down to 0.8 to 1!

There was simply no help for it; since quite a few people also supported the Dragon family, they just had to endure it...

The roots of the green radish flower crept along like the razor-sharp legs of a crawling insect. Wherever they passed, the rock and soil shattered and turned upward, leaving behind deep, claw-like tracks. At first, Chen Feng had been skeptical that plants like the green radish flower and the spreading dodder were half-flora and half-demon, but what he saw before his eyes now opened his eyes to something novel, shattering his previously ossified notions.

This meant that the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion's evaluation of Jiang Cheng's strength had already far surpassed Chen Ran of the Shattering Army Mace, nearly rivaling that of the once-renowned Cold Dragon Sword, He Yunliu.

Recalling the god-like medical skills the other party had displayed earlier in the antique shop... let alone in real life, even in television dramas, no one would dare to act like that!

Those who refuted were martial artists from thirty-six countries. Over the past few days, the Seven Deep Valleys had been bullying the martial artists from those thirty-six countries. Now that they had a chance to feel proud and gloat, naturally, they would not miss it.

The previous Champions League match between Porto and Dinamo Zagreb had not been broadcasted by the television station either.

Li Xiao immediately recalled that every member of the Akatsuki organization possessed a ring, with their respective codenames engraved upon it. Impatiently, Li Xiao picked up the ring and looked at it, only to find that his codenamed was: Two.

It had once been a symbol of the Liu family's financial power and status. From the hotel window, one could see the landmark of Kuala Lumpur: the Petronas Twin Towers. Because of this famous scenery, rooms facing the direction of the Petronas Twin Towers were considerably more expensive.

The words of the pedestrians clearly entered Li Xiao's ears, and he discovered that he could not only read Japanese, but he could also understand spoken Japanese.

"That was the Yellow Wind Fortress bringing about its own destruction, daring to openly plunder the supplies transported by our Guanhai Martial Arts Hall. Our Guanhai Martial Arts Hall is merely taking back what rightfully belongs to us," Bi Jiasuo said righteously.

With a crisp snap, all the magneto-magnetic beams shot violently toward him, only to be bounced off and instantly collapse into nothingness.

Dali's camellias were very famous. Half of those plants were various kinds of camellias, along with the very rare "Eighteen Scholars." Mama Qin joyfully selected two pots that were blooming brilliantly and placed them into Sizhen's room.

She suddenly realized that a cold sweat had broken out on her back, dampening the padded cotton jacket she had changed into just last morning. Wiping her face with her hand, she found her nose tip and forehead covered entirely in cold sweat.

Looking at Sun Yanling before her, Sizhen suddenly had an illusion, as if he had never left her, as if the scene before her was just like those many nights in the past when she would wake up from a dream and he would hold her, comforting her—an embrace both familiar and strange.

Yet he was so terrible at lying. The moment he finished speaking, his complexion changed slightly, looking somewhat awkward. Fortunately, his appearance was extremely pleasing to my eyes; no matter how unsightly his expression was, he looked so foolishly adorable that I couldn't bear to press him further.

She sniffed her nose. Hey, how strange, why was there a faint scent of alcohol in the air?

After knocking, Lin Qicheng didn't say I was from Zhaomei, but directly invited me in. Then he stepped outside and closed the door behind us.

I walked forward slowly with a bitter smile on my face. At that very moment, I caught sight of a familiar figure at the entrance of a luxurious restaurant on the street corner—it was Zhou Yaze.

He had once asked her, though only once, with a gentle smile playing on the corners of his lips and his dark eyes gazing at her without blinking: "Muqing, what was your life like before?"

"Sinking Water Dragon Sparrow" was his sword. Ten years ago, as a mere child, he had personally slain the former master of the Evil Doctor Valley—who was also his mentor, Su Guxi—inheriting this sword and becoming the new master of the Evil Doctor Valley.