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127: Chapter 127 Mosquito Lord! He's the Real Final Boss!

Xiao Ran was the first to notice Gu Yuexi. He looked up, a smile on his face that looked worse than crying. "Forgive me, we... lost rather miserably..."

He had bad luck, matching up against Lin Feng from Canglan Province in the third round.

He thought that even if he lost, he could at least exchange dozens of moves and test the other's depth.

But the result?

Ten moves!

In just ten moves, he was defeated!

From start to finish...

There aren't actually many people who truly dare to risk their lives. Sometimes, seeing the enemy's numbers makes one cower, which plays right into their hands. That's exactly the effect they want—to win without fighting; why wouldn't they?

For example, if my lifespan were reduced by ten years, and I survived after casting the spell, I certainly wouldn't die from a sudden accident. It would definitely be an illness—the kind that is excruciating, with no way to live and no way to die. Either way, the end would be incredibly painful.

Liu Yunzhou clenched his right hand into a fist, a faint light shimmering over it as he struck toward Yan Xin's shoulder.

"Yang Bo, was it you who incited Zheng Yuxuan and Rui Yong to defect?" Yang the Fourth's voice trembled slightly.

Chen Min'er felt utter contempt for Zhang Jingjing's actions and was extremely skeptical of her current attitude.

A deep, resonant voice rang out, instantly causing a heavy sensation in the hearts of the three. It felt as if a great drum had been struck within their chests. Since Song Zheng had reached the Spirit Void Realm, resisting with wood-attributed spiritual energy provided some relief.

Although Zhou Tong didn't speak, his dejection mirrored my own. He sat down beside me and let out a long sigh.

Shui Xinlan watched Jiang He's retreating back, unable to calm her emotions for a long time. Usually, Jiang He wouldn't bathe until he started to stink, often requiring Shui Xinlan to nag him. Yet now, he had actually gone to bathe on his own. Shui Xinlan looked up at the sky; could it be that the sun would rise from the west tomorrow?

Meanwhile, Fu Lei stood in the arena with a cold, sinister smile. Black mist billowed continuously from the longsword in his hand as he suddenly lunged toward Ye Lin.

Seeing Beerus's impatient expression, Tian Ye recalled what Hamorey had just told him: "Beerus possesses the power to destroy planets." Tian Ye swallowed hard.

Lian Rong finally noticed her surroundings and remembered that they were in a hotel suite in Paris.

If there hadn't been a third person present, Han Xue would have definitely cursed him out, and might have even beaten him so badly he'd be unable to care for himself from the waist down.

"This guy's aura is terrifying. His killing intent is heavy; he's definitely not ordinary," Liu Qingyang muttered, frowning slightly.

As J's command was issued, the indicator lights on the circular flying objects—which had been circling and attacking between him and Yan He—turned from green to red and began exploding one by one.

They weren't the only ones to arrive; another team was there as well. Dressed in yellow uniforms, they looked full of energy. Most members were young newcomers, while some were veterans whose wrinkled faces and calloused hands told everyone they were experienced staff.

Michelle's face flushed. She lowered her head with a soft hum and shook her head to clear her stray thoughts before continuing to eat.

"You've never called me by my full name before." Ling Baolu wasn't actually angry. Having been married to him for so long, how could she not know his weakness? As soon as her eyes reddened, he would be at a loss. Clever as she was, how could she not know this?

Elekid nodded. It had long sensed what Lin Xiao was describing, but it wanted to train for a while longer to evolve in its most powerful state, ensuring its strength after evolution would be even greater.

Not only was Mei angry, but even Sabrina slightly furrowed her brows. She recalled Ralts, untied Eevee's leash, and took it into her arms, whispering words of comfort.

"What's going on? Someone else is coming in? Impossible!" The Holy Lord of Phoenix Eyes whipped around. The sound of footsteps was too crisp. Purple steps emerged from the demonic mist, and the aura of the surrounding demonic spirits seemed to change.

Over the past three days, Purple Fox had basically maintained a forging success rate of over 90%. Out of the nine successes in ten attempts, eight were typically Excellent-grade equipment. This level of proficiency meant she was starting to turn a profit—a standard many sub-class players currently couldn't reach.

After climbing several floors, Fanny Ho had long since run out of strength. She was only holding on through a sheer will to survive, and her pace was growing slower and slower.

They could hardly believe their eyes. If not for the clear video footage and the familiar faces and voices, they never would have believed that the Bureau of Supernatural Investigation had harbored so many traitors and had been so deeply infiltrated by foreign powers.

Back then, when Rong Peng on Mount Hua maneuvered his hands so that Hong Ji couldn't evade them, the martial principles involved were actually quite similar.

Five thousand taels of gold might not seem like much, but one must realize that the Changling Gang's annual income was only a few thousand taels. Five thousand taels was equivalent to two years of their revenue; how could it be distributed so easily?

That's why fathers-in-law who like their sons-in-law usually "want something." People like Lei Hong and Bu Xiangyang already have everything; they don't need their son-in-law to do anything for them, so they feel perfectly justified in finding him annoying. Even if the couple has a good relationship, they'll still feel that way.

If this guy hadn't been screwed over by Jiang Zhuo using his authority as a Post Inspector, he certainly would have been a formidable opponent for Jiang Zhuo during the commandery-level competition.

"Impossible. I personally took Chen Yun's body to be cremated, and his ashes are still in the family ancestral hall. How could he be alive?" Jiang Shan said disbelievingly.

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