Chapter 95: A Battle of Acting

Tang Yu watched the hidden arrow fly past just above his eyes, breaking into a cold sweat. He urgently cried to Ye Yue and Murong Yun, who had bent over toward him, “Seize the assassin!”

Seeing the worry on their faces, Tang Yu hastily said, “I am fine! Seize the assassin!”

Only then did Ye Yue and Murong Yun come to their senses. They turned back, only to see that Eunuch Feng had already...

At that moment, he gave a smile of deep and subtle meaning, letting his gaze slip from his younger sister and settle on a spot not far ahead.

Ye Cang hurriedly took a reclining chair out of his spatial world and personally handed Feng Lin a glass of juice, his face overflowing with ingratiating flattery.

A furious tide of sword energy, brilliant as starlight, lashed madly and ceaselessly at Lin Chen’s body and soul, countless starlit sword rays crashing against him without pause.

As soon as the words fell, two terrifying waves of divine sense surged out from the two great emperors. Wherever that divine sense passed, the vast majority of cultivators were forcibly restrained and hurled far to the rear; the ones left, naturally, were those who met the basic requirements.

Suddenly, Quan Bufan noticed Qu Que and the others in a corner. For this battle, he had also called Qu Que out.

“Reporting to the general, we have asked. They do not want money; they will only trade for horses. One horse for one waterskin,” the soldier said.

For this reason, Mussolini developed quite a favorable impression of the German Führer, who had been so considerate of his difficulties.

The handsome youth frowned slightly and gave a cold snort through his nose. In an instant, wind and clouds whirled backward, space flickered out of existence, and the probing divine senses recoiled one after another, as though deeply wary of the handsome youth.

“Exactly. The young master is a dragon among men, and it is said that he is also the personal disciple of the Five Elements Dao Lord. He is precisely the rightful lord we have been waiting for!” Shui Zhuliu was eloquent, while Huo Yaotian kept echoing him.

What baffled Tang Qiao the most was this: before, when he had climbed such a long stretch within the Blackwater River, he had never seen a single rock jutting above the water’s surface; everywhere had been water. Yet now he was actually lying on a dry stone.

Of course, with his current cultivation, even after the other side’s domain had cut his combat strength by thirty percent, he still held an overwhelming advantage.

Yin Molo took a breath to recover. It was obvious that the blow from the Ancient Emperor of Hatred had left him badly wounded.

“Do you have any solid evidence, or is it only suspicion?” Zhao Guoqing asked at once, visibly stirred by the news of those four.

Everyone thought she was about to break down in sorrow again, but then they heard her say, “Is the Empress and Sister Consort Chen hinting, between the lines, that they want to urge His Majesty to arrange a marriage for A’er?” That manner of speaking was strikingly like the way she had been when she first entered the palace.

When Wanxi suddenly muttered that question, the emperor’s face turned red at once, too embarrassed to tell the truth.

“Hey, that won’t do. Wear a hat, and the teacher will spot you at a glance. How are you supposed to make a move then?” Li Kang said with a smile.

“Have you ever thought about what it would mean to go back to the reconnaissance company? Or, to put it another way, suppose you could never return to the reconnaissance company and could only stay here until discharge. Would you still train like this?” Long Yun stared at Zhong Guolong, waiting for his answer like an examiner.

Only then did Young Master Qin set off for the ice lake with peace of mind. In a few bounding leaps he reached the ice, crouched down, and punched down hard; the thick ice shattered at once, and he dropped into the water, leaving only his head above the surface as he sat cross-legged and began to circulate the great heavenly cycle.

In an instant, Nangong Douling sank completely beneath the ground, trapped in utter darkness and unable to move, as though her body had been frozen solid in cement.

Although Grandfather had also been curious about this matter before, at this moment he seemed to have vaguely caught hold of a clue. He still could not be certain, however; moreover, what he suspected might not necessarily be true. So he had no intention of voicing his guess.