Chapter 58: Seamless Transition

This is truly the ultimate truth. Unfortunately, very few people understand it, and even fewer are able to put it into practice.

However, the tournament rules have long since stated that the Wettin Consortium bears absolutely no responsibility for any casualties caused by one's own reasons.

As he spoke, Yin Hao executed the Wild Goose Floating Technique, his figure drifting elusively while the sword in his hand flashed with cold light, blooming into seven or eight sword flowers in an instant.

"In the past, you were shrewd and capable, and the family granted you immense authority. But I never expected that just a few days after getting married, you would dare to secretly misappropriate a large amount of precious resources and give them to an outsider." At this, Nanrong Fenglei wore a look of intense anger, staring at Nanrong Yanxue with a mixture of disappointment and exasperation.

Yin Hao was just about to rush over to investigate the true background of the middle-aged man in the carriage when he suddenly halted his steps, a sneer flashing at the corner of his mouth as he turned his gaze toward Wang Yue.

Following the sound of weeping, Ye Bai looked over and discovered that the towering six-foot-four giant was indeed sitting on the ground crying, his eyes already swollen. Huang Kai and the others stayed by his side, yet not knowing how to comfort him, they could only let out helpless sighs.

Come to think of it, Xia Yu had relied solely on this child as her hope, giving her the courage to live until now. Upon learning the news of Song Mingxin's marriage, she had wept for days, but then, thinking of the child, she managed to pull herself back from such deep despair.

Through Wu Jingjing's hazy eyes, Hao Ming seemed to be doing something, yet also seemed to be doing nothing at all. She tried hard to see more clearly, but felt her eyelids were simply too heavy, refusing to lift.

Yet, according to statistics, throughout his bloody journey, the bandits who died at his hands—among whom were many renowned figures in the pugilistic world—actually numbered over a thousand.

"I don't need to understand, I just want to live!" The large golden bug felt somewhat bitter about its own fate. It had originally thought it could take the opportunity to scheme against the Void Revelator Leo, never imagining that the true piece being played was itself.

"My realm has already reached the absolute peak of the unity of man and sword. Regrettably, the transformations of heaven and earth still render me unable to sustain the sword's vital force. The Heavenly Sword... what on earth is the Heavenly Sword..." Lowering his head to look at the snowy blade in his hand, Ding Yang wore a grave expression.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ling was quite pleased. He knew this would make the Demon Lord eager for quick success. Once impatience set in, flaws would inevitably be exposed, and that would present him with an opportunity.

Attacking and defending with both hands simultaneously allowed them to buy breathing room for each other. Although the shattered sword threads fluttered chaotically as if they could be breached at any second, the reality was that the two of them had unexpectedly fallen into a stalemate.

With super-slow movement speed and no protective abilities at all, Structural Breakdown was a circular skill somewhat resembling Brand's ability. Its range wasn't very large, and with a delay, it was exceptionally difficult to land.

Wu Yi felt a fierce surge of excitement, and his previous terror vanished considerably. He glanced around; several flashlight beams were already approaching this side, and if he didn't leave now, he was afraid he would be caught.

They simply could not understand why, after playing games for such a long time, T-ara's skills showed no improvement whatsoever and remained just as hopelessly awful.

Every action, every phrase, every deed, and every word of a person—rather than being controlled by consciousness—are better described as bioelectric signals formed under the command of consciousness, transmitted through the neural network to all parts of the body, thereby truly achieving action driven by intent.

The difference in treatment before and after the match was truly so immense that the members of the LM team themselves found it hard to believe.

"Hey, speaking of rockets, there's something I've been meaning to say to Boss Shan. Actually, I've had my eye on your position for a long time. Today, I'm going to vie for the title of Supreme Guild Leader—if you're not convinced, come and fight me!" At that moment, Rogue Who Doesn't Play Safe suddenly chimed in, instantly igniting everyone in the live broadcast room.

This kick was ultimately blocked by Will, but the muffled sound of the impact still made it clear that this blow was far from simple.

Backing by the Qin family's power and influence in China, Qin Xuan had never really run into any troublesome matters growing up.

Fortunately, the survival instincts he had trained in the Florida Everglades with Kaleigh allowed him to quickly regain his composure and hurriedly shut his mouth.

Along the way, he could sense that many people's gazes were fixed on him, most of them carrying a mixture of envy or jealousy.

The white-haired Great Elder beside him also gave a gentle smile, his gaze directed at Yu Zheng filled entirely with satisfaction.

Although Mo Bai had been spouting nonsense, and although the so-called Mo's Theory—dubbed the Ball Theory—seemed utterly bizarre.

On April 1st, a strange man came to Apple Inc., adding a splash of color to Li Zetian's peaceful life.

"Mei, your complexion doesn't look too good. Did something happen?" Lan Ju was also startled by Mei's pale face.

With Qingqing's final shout, an arrow was seen flying from her hand. Of course, Li Xuan could also tell that the arrow Qingqing loosed was not the poisoned arrow she had previously used to slaughter the orc army, but merely a standard arrow.

He could calmly and comfortably conceal himself behind the scenes, silently dominating and plotting the course of everything. He guided and developed events precisely toward the side he desired and wished to see. As for the final outcome, it would depend entirely on Melian's meticulous arrangements.

He was also an esper comparable to the Super-S rank, having awakened the power of the whirlwind to manifest a pair of swirling wind wings, though he fell far short of Maha's Wings of Light.

Consequently, those who browsed the school forum later on missed this scene and never saw the thread that had since sunk to the bottom.

The naval comrade walked over to the living room sofa and irritably switched off the lamp, plunging the living room into instant darkness.

Under the suppression of realm and tier, the Heaven-Turning Seal held out for only a moment before being swatted away, crashing heavily onto the distant ground and triggering a series of explosions.

No matter how clever Pang Chong was, how could he have ever guessed that this inconspicuous little follower trailing behind Ming Tian would actually comprehend Fiery Calamity Might?