Chapter 56

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A triangle is undoubtedly easier to defeat than a square; it seems fate is secretly aiding Long Fei.

The bottleneck in football had troubled Qin Jiangfeng for a very long time. He had not made any noticeable progress for quite a while.

Mo Tianyue, inside the car, had no idea what was happening outside, but even if he had experienced it firsthand, he would likely have chosen the same approach as Xu Cheng.

The giant ape, leveraging its airborne advantage, was far more formidable than imagined. The explosive power it unleashed in a single instant grew exponentially.

"What is this?" Hong Feng was in the state of inward vision, easily observing the changes in his heart, and cried out in utter shock.

Yes, many people thought this would be the highest-grossing film of the year or even the next few years, as its box office numbers continued to break records.

Murong Zi's bright eyes shifted as she coldly watched Tang Feihao stride in with his hands behind his back, followed by four bodyguards in black suits.

Qin Jiangfeng did not waste a single moment. Having transitioned from a central defender into a capable coach, he was analyzing the shortcomings of the first half and offering several sound suggestions on how to handle the starting team in the second half.

Qin Jiangfeng did not agree with Lin Tian's words. In his eyes, only the strongest player was worthy of being called captain. Therefore, no matter what, he had to become the captain. Suddenly, Qin Jiangfeng experienced a moment of realization.

At this moment, Murong Aoxue was emotional; at this moment, Chen Banshan's face was ashen; at this moment, with a sudden *duang*, Murong Aoxue was repelled several yards away by a mysterious force—she had failed.

Quan Yi, Cheng Luoqian, Yin Qiuran, Feng Qingyan, and Qin Yue were the top five students in their grade. Their results had made Teacher Liu immensely happy, but the group paid no attention to that. Once they learned their scores, they each returned to their dormitories to pack their things.

After figuring out the current situation, everyone sighed, found an open-air teahouse, and sat down to rest and readjust, only to find they had no appetite even for tea.

Due to the chilly night, Gu Chengan was draped in a silver-white cloak. Nearby, the Fourth Princess, perhaps intentionally, wore a matching silver-white cape and was using her meticulously manicured nails to peel a shrimp for Gu Chengan.

"Heretical and unorthodox!" Wang Yuan assumed the fat man was deliberately mocking his use of divine sense for perception.

"I'm leaving first." Seeing that Lu Qingfeng remained immersed in his own world and ignored him, Su Dongbo dropped those words and departed.

Listening to the wild laughter, Long Aotian felt utterly depressed; someone else's success foreshadowed his own failure.

Compared to the two study sessions in the morning, the evening session truly made Jing Fa experience what it meant to wish he were dead.

Though she teased Yin Qiuran verbally, deep down she was still looking forward to the taste of Yin Qiuran's coffee.

"Want to hear my story?" Liu Xinxi's eyes held a mixture of indifference and a hint of despair.

At these words, Dugu Zhaojun stopped transmitting her voice mentally. Instead, she shyly raised her dainty fists and repeatedly pounded against Feng Shisanzilang's broad chest, laughing and scolding him through tears of joy. After the scolding, she leaned in and bit fiercely into his chest.

A zombie's inch-long nails are as sharp as blades; to be scratched by one would mean even Hua Tuo returned to life could hardly save you.

Hearing the sprite's notification that an applicant had replied about the interview, Zhang Zen opened his phone and checked. Six people had replied to the email, and one had attached a resume. Noting the time, he had the sprite reply, scheduling it for ten-thirty at the Four Seasons Hotel.

Liu Qiangdong nodded vigorously. Although their domestic position was currently secure, competitive pressure still existed. With Zhang Zen's assistance, securing the top spot would not be difficult.

Throughout this process, Old Man Huo kept staring at them, wanting to ask why Feng Shisanzilang did not come out to have lunch together, but ultimately, intimidated by Gong Lingyuan's formidable strength, he never managed to ask. Meanwhile, all these details were observed by the various beauties.

Swish! A burly figure descended from the sky. Draped in black and wearing a golden mask carved in the ferocious visage of a sea beast, he landed directly in front of the beast-drawn carriage without making the slightest sound.

She had no ulterior motives; she simply wanted the sisters she had taken in to find a reassuring destination and a dependable person to rely on. And who could that dependable person be, other than her Brother Zhuang?

Actually, turning Muyan into a servant would only require using a Soul-Stealing Spell right here, but that would cause irreversible damage to the soul.

From the moment Yun Zhongzi established his Taoist temple on Mount Zhongnan, despite frequently preaching there, he had never truly taken on disciples. It was not until the Earth Emperor Shennong truly apprenticed under him that Yun Zhongzi acquired his first disciple. Even the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi had only ever received guidance from Yun Zhongzi.

However, the Divine Refining Forbidden Land strictly prohibited leaving by any extraordinary means; this was one of the fundamental rules of the forbidden land.

It had to be said that although He Guoming was usually a bit impulsive, somewhat lacking in foresight on many issues, and generally acted according to He Guozhang's instructions, his intuition regarding the matter right before him was remarkably accurate.

Before he could catch his breath, the sound of water splitting came from behind him once again. Without looking back, Zhang Tiansong knew it was those sea monster tentacles. However, the Purple Sun Sword was already in his right hand; with his right hand numb, he could only wield the sword with his left, sweeping a hundred-foot sword qi backward.

After all, growing weaker with each battle, desperately cheating to grow stronger each time, and then finding himself battered and exhausted either due to resolving anomalies or from combat itself—even he couldn't help but reflect on it repeatedly.

The stove and range hood were also top international brands, and the refrigerator and microwave were imported luxury names as well. Cooking in such a kitchen was no longer hard labor, but an absolute pleasure.

This was his true state. Abilities are genuinely possessed, not something you boast about or imagine in your head.

She was slightly surprised, but it was only natural, because Dai had emphasized to her over the past week that when she became her other self, it would be that other self's turn to apologize to her.

"We should, of course we should, but what should be done in official circles is often not what can actually be done," Chen Ping replied.