106: Chapter 106: A Top-Grade Earth-Rank Martial Art at the First Move! The Empress's One Finger is Astounding!

"I forfeit! This connected person is crazy; I'm afraid I might accidentally kill her and I can't take that responsibility!" Luo Cheng curled his lip and spoke to the referee with an air of righteousness.

He wasn't stupid!

To be escorted by the Governor himself to the joint exam, this woman's background had to be terrifyingly high!

Besides, she didn't seem all that bright. A Beast Tamer fighting a Martial Artist without even releasing her Contracted Beast? Isn't that just pure brain-dead behavior?

"Fighting someone like this, if I'm not careful—"

Several people, harboring ulterior motives, had already begun to secretly plot how to use this to amass wealth. Little did they know, all that awaited them was a cold, glinting blade.

Madam Zhang was also dumbfounded. Her son used to be so obedient; how could he forget his mother as soon as he got a wife?

Qin Yukai nodded. Just as he was about to speak, a figure suddenly rushed in like a whirlwind.

In a typical great family, if there wasn't a deep-seated grudge between the direct lines, the topic of splitting the clan would never even be mentioned.

They were like two sources of light, always attracting everyone's attention and making it impossible for people to look away and focus on anyone else.

Judging Miller solely by his accolades—five-time All-Star reserve, three-time All-NBA Third Team—what kind of honors were those?

With the New Year approaching, the Imperial Palace was decorated with lanterns and streamers. Naturally, this included the Imperial Academy, where large red lanterns were hung high and various red silk ribbons fluttered.

I fell to the ground in terror and tremblingly threw the dead snake away. The slimy, cold sensation lingered on my palm, making my skin crawl.

This type of player is usually strong on offense, a ball hog, and has a very characteristic defense—characteristically bad—especially good at the 'I don't really know how to defend, so just score if you want to' style of lazy help defense.

Chen Youyi didn't believe in that sort of thing. In her eyes, everyone was equal, so she was quite magnanimous toward those around her and quickly pulled Xue'er up.

"No need. I think with your looks and talent, if you develop under President Zhang, you'll become a first-line star in the country sooner or later!" Gao Zihao didn't speak, but he didn't need to; the whole class already knew this fact.

Luck was on my side; the old man still had a pulse, though it was extremely weak. At this moment, my heart was filled with confusion. What was with this old man? Why pull this stunt at such a critical moment?

To everyone's surprise, instead of trying to dodge or escape, this fellow used its forehead—interwoven with lightning patterns—to directly meet the thunderbolt.

Then, Yeshen Liang saw Lin Feng sneering at him from not far away. Looking at the severed limbs and broken arms scattered across the ground, his expression went blank.

My heart sank slightly as I slowly approached. Because of the distance, I could only barely see the shadows of the evil spirit, Ke Yan, and the others, so I couldn't tell what they were at all.

At the same time, Soro learned that the continent he was on was merely an ordinary Material Plane, completely incomparable to the Supreme Planes.

If everyone could build a maritime behemoth, would the Beast Sea still be so terrifying? Would it still be able to block so many people's dreams of visiting other islands?

Gunfire flashed, and several more bullet holes appeared on the ground, the sand kicked up by the violent bullets.

"No thanks, you guys go ahead and eat. I still have the venue to clean up." After Wu Hui finished speaking, he turned and went back to the busy venue to direct the scene.

"Brother Zhang, sing a song!" Zhou Xixi jumped up, as if she were afraid there wasn't enough chaos.

Xiao Ling had encountered this kind of thing more than once, but his approach was the exact opposite of what Mo Tu had imagined.

In the next second, the boy's clothes and pants she was wearing all fell to the floor... the changing room was empty.

Lin Xiaozheng, condensed from water mist, showed no emotional fluctuations. He merely stated his current situation as if it were a matter of fact, continuously interacting with Xiao Ling.

After knocking the man unconscious, Qi Xibei dragged him into a stall, stripped off his clothes, and swapped them for her own.