Chapter 136: The Martial Tournament (Part III)

At this moment, the duel between the two supreme figures of the Purple Immortal Palace had drawn a vast crowd. The square was packed to capacity, and the largest arena in the center had been cleared, with all other matches suspended. A large placard stood upon it, bearing the names of Zi Dianfeng and Zi Wuji.

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The main thing was that he was young and didn't fear being scolded. Given the current circumstances, his status was quite appropriate, so he was left to handle this awkward matter.

"I am going back to my room to change," Bai Miaomiao said, before hurrying away.

If he remembered correctly, he had nearly exhausted the cooling energy within his body to help Su Pan'er escape successfully. The reason he had fallen unconscious was precisely because of this severe overexertion of his energy.

He knew his cultivation technique was too overbearing; because it required a massive supply of vital energy, simple food could no longer satisfy the demand.

The general suppressed his indignation and looked behind him. Sure enough, a timid figure was pressed against the wall, slowly inching toward the back.

Lin saw her embarrassed expression; although he felt a bit dejected, he couldn't help but smile. He inadvertently glanced at the time on his phone, which displayed 11:58.

With this shout, the morale of the Luo forces soared, while conversely, the morale of the Zhao family's army was dealt a heavy blow.

However, Hong Xuanji's words were like a bucket of cold water poured heavily over his head. The last shred of hope he held was cast to the back of his mind.

Seeing the Dragon Lord’s ruthless expression, everyone froze, the hairs on their backs standing on end.

Nangong Jing'er expressed her displeasure. She had personally gone to invite Xue Hao earlier, only to be met with a closed door. As a princess, this left a bitter taste in her mouth, and naturally, she felt annoyed. Of course, she was not the type of noble princess to throw tantrums at every turn, so after a bit of grumbling, she fell silent.

"Heh, I didn't think you hated it that much earlier, so I just wanted to ask if you needed more," Long Yufan said with a smile. Although Lan Qingqing had been in pain at the beginning, she had found it immensely pleasurable afterward, and her moans were quite melodic.

"So, judging by what you're saying, you are the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki of the Hidden Leaf, aren't you?" Sasori looked at the Leaf forehead protector tied around Naruto’s head from afar and said coldly, while quietly preparing his puppet scrolls.

"What are they talking about?" Might Guy was confused. Weren't they supposed to be dealing with the invaders attacking the village? What was happening now?

"You really are a terrifying genius..." The Nine-Tails watched the blonde man who had sealed him with a deep, contemplative gaze.

In his daze, Yuan Da felt a churning sensation within his body, and combined with his muddled head, it gave him a sense of illusion.

The monster’s health bar had been reduced by a third; this level 120 elite monster possessed a total health pool exceeding 100,000 points.

"Then what are we waiting for? Call all my people. Once it’s over, how about you guys treat us?" Old Wang also wanted to build a good relationship with the chairman.

Bai Xue also gave a small smile; it would look bad if she remained stubborn. At worst, she would just pay them back once she graduated and started earning money.

During the time Zhang Yuan had disappeared, it wasn't as if there hadn't been people pressuring Chang Xiao to bring Yin Yi out, both openly and covertly. Yet, he gritted his teeth and held his ground, refusing to budge and keeping the doors firmly shut.

Under Zhao Dingguo's command, the three of them simultaneously unleashed their attacks upon the Shadow Shaman.

"Yes! Commander Zhong, there is another matter regarding Long Bing wounding Su Chen that I wish to report to you. The situation is..." Commander Zhong waved his hand again to interrupt him.

At this moment, Zisang Xiao was completely unaware of what Leng Hao was thinking. Perhaps out of a sense of duty, or perhaps because of the time they had spent together, he had already decided that he must marry her.