Chapter Twenty-Six: Repeatedly Piercing the Nerves

Today was the first day of the county-level martial arts examination.

The autumn sun burned like fire, scorching the vast parade ground of Yuntian Prefecture.

Waves of heat rose from the yellow earth, and the air was so thick and heavy it felt as though you could wring water from it.

“Isn’t it obvious? Yet all the evidence up there shows this planet has been entirely engineered. I can practically imagine its core transformed into a colossal engine,” Tony remarked.

That was why Viktor instantly understood why Ramos had called him so early in the morning. At the same time, Viktor was deeply displeased with Benitez’s assessment of him. He recalled the disc Benitez had given him, the one he’d left lying next to the television all this time.

Indeed, the Fulham supporters could already see the situation on the field quite clearly. Although Fulham’s youth team hadn’t conceded a goal to Arsenal’s youth squad in the first half, Viktor, as team captain, had managed to score against Arsenal.

Upon hearing the situation, Ye Zhiqiu merely grunted twice, showing no other reaction. At that moment, a sudden thunderclap shook the world, and raindrops as large as beans began to pour down, crackling onto the half-burned capital city of Luoyang. Where a few embers still smoldered, the flames were instantly extinguished.

“If they have another purpose, then the longer this drags on, the worse it is for us!” said Batman.

The team had lost their first match against Lyon. Though they won the second against Steaua Bucharest, losing to a direct rival had left Fiorentina in a dire situation.

It had been eight years since the last time. The people of the Dark Guild had grown impatient long ago, and now only a few remained. But those who stayed were formidable masters, their ability to mask their presence nearly at its peak. Only the oldest lingered here, their sense of time all but eroded.

His external martial arts had reached their pinnacle, and though his internal power was somewhat lacking, with the Lightfoot Technique and the Northern Darkness Divine Skill to rely on, he had no fear of Yue Third.

The ball landed perfectly at the far post, where Muller was waiting. This was a pass from his close friend, and Muller had told himself he could not waste it. He lunged at the ball, heading it fiercely into the ground; it bounced once, then ricocheted upward.

The Ferghana horses of Dawan were among the most famous in history. For these blood-sweating steeds, the Han dynasty had twice launched campaigns against the Western Regions beyond the frontier.

When those two blood-red eyes atop the massive head swept over the fortress below, those caught in its gaze felt their bodies freeze, minds going blank, losing even the ability to think or move for a moment. It was the overwhelming power of an absolute being, akin to the awe a dragon inspired in ordinary folk in the world of magic.

As Ping’an spoke, he personally set Ruan Jiangyun free. Ruan, now released, clung to Ping’an and sobbed like a child, tears and snot wetting Ping’an’s clothes.

Gan Yuanyuan immediately grasped the crucial point: blockchain was not only a technology but, to a greater extent, a new way of organizing society and establishing rules.

Time truly does erase many things. The lifespans of centaurs were not much longer than those of wizards. The generation of centaurs from over a century ago was surely gone by now. This was the only chance Firenze and his companions would ever have.

He shouted in the common tongue to those nearby. Simultaneously, Simon flashed Yan Luo a subtle look and made an “OK” gesture.

Lin Ziyun, burdened with heavy thoughts, stepped into a sparsely furnished village hut. With his cultivation, he had already sensed Song Qingche’s presence. For reasons he couldn’t explain, Lin Ziyun let out a quiet sigh of relief.