Chapter 29

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And so, on a single sheet of scratch paper, Yang Peng wrote the name Zhang Dahua ten thousand times. As for the mathematics exam, he did not answer a single question.

The influence that great figures exert on the development of their respective fields is greater than that of everyone else in the field combined. After the Iron Hammer transformed volleyball, Big Yao basketball, Atomic Dan badminton, Sister Na tennis, and Old Ding snooker, the same principle had once again made itself known.

Mo Nanchen’s words shattered Ning Wan’s inner conviction that Li Xiangsi could never win Mo Nanchen’s love.

Since both families would be returning to Wulidun in a few days to celebrate the festival with their relatives, Ming Yue decisively set the dinner for the day after tomorrow at noon.

Ming Cheng and Ming Di, however, were both wearing dark expressions. At first, it was because Ming Yue had frightened the elders by telling ghost stories in a spooky tone; later, it was because of an important piece of information revealed in Madam Liu’s words.

Feng Bai could not help thinking again: At least she knew to save me. That meant she still possessed a shred of conscience. As for the spirit stone and divine sword, he could only find them again later.

The police had been unable to help her either, so she had no choice but to paste missing-person notices all over the place and wait for Bailiman to return.

By mentioning Professor Huang and Director Zhou, he meant to say, “It is nothing. In fact, many professors from elsewhere admire and worship me as well, so you need not feel embarrassed.”

Madam Wang, of course, knew even less that Ming Yue had already used several bowls of pig offal to plan ahead and set up a whole host of human obstacles to keep her from approaching the Ming family.

But do not believe it. Do not think that the boss will really walk onto the ground and jump down. I do not think he will fall.

Nearly a hundred members of the Ye family depended on her. If she failed, the Ye family truly would have no chance to rise again.

“That is true. The Martial Garden is practically half a sect in itself! The reason the martial clans of the martial world are so formidable is that they have an entire martial clan backing them. Is there anything I can help with?” Xuanyuan Yuqing asked again.

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With a howl, the Resentful Green Ghost charged toward Hu Sisi. It nearly knocked her over, and she felt a hideous, savage face filled with venom looming before her. The ghost’s tongue even pressed against her chin.

The Parma supporters at the scene immediately erupted in thunderous cries of regret. In the VIP box, Girardi slapped his hands together viciously, deeply disappointed.

After Qing Yanzhen left, the blood-condensed figure suspended in the void began to transform. Before long, the handsome figure of a young man slowly descended from the emptiness. His aura was restrained, making him seem like an ordinary person, yet his deep eyes revealed an incomparable majesty.

The Real Madrid supporters at the scene likewise let out deeply regretful sighs. Modrić himself was so frustrated that he slammed a fist into the turf.

The others also suddenly understood why their emperor had been unable to harm Yuan Fei.

With the naked eye, it could be seen that many people’s bodies seemed to have suddenly become ten times lighter, sending them flying backward and hurling them high into the air.

Naturally, even more fans and media reporters flooded toward Jiang Chen’s residence. If the property managers and security personnel in the neighborhood had not intervened, Jiang Chen might not even have been able to make it home.

“My Kaiyang Sect is going into seclusion. Anyone who is not a member of my Kaiyang Sect, get lost,” Peng Ze declared arrogantly.

“You—you—you! Are you human or a ghost?” The Great Monk crashed to the ground, but he reacted swiftly, springing to his feet in one fluid motion.

The four characters “Boundless Horizons” appeared on the giant screen, after which the lyrics began to scroll.

Aside from his head of black hair, there was no longer the slightest trace of his former appearance left in Wang Yi’s physical body.

Sure enough, Lin Yiran shot him a disdainful look. Perhaps because Chu Yu and Yang Yuting were present, however, she said nothing. Chu Yu cast Zhang Yang a smug glance, while Yang Yuting giggled as if she had not just helped Chu Yu twist the knife and dig the pit.

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He needed to sign a contract. After all, if he became famous as a singer in the future, it would save him a great deal of trouble.

Back then, during the battle in the stock market, the Li family had swallowed more than half of the Liu family’s esports business. After years of continuous expansion, Li Feiyun had continued to wield absolute authority in the Yanhuang Esports Association. As a result, the Li family now had the air of a leader within the Yanhuang esports scene.

Lin Guo’er was fairly popular, but that was only in comparison with ordinary newcomers. Compared with Zhang Yang, whose popularity had soared to that of a superstar the moment he debuted, she was far behind.

Although Old Barton could see that this amounted to being told to sink or swim, deep down he did not actually blame the politicians of the Federation or those of the other nations. If he had been in the same position, he would have done the same.

He stared in astonishment, only to see the white radiance around Sword Hero vanish in an instant, replaced by a nameless, searing white flame.

At least now he could properly examine the gains from this venture. Xia Yu likewise arrived beneath the orb of light.

Xia Yu’s overall strength had probably fallen to only ten percent of its original level. After all, when every attribute rose, his overall strength increased by a geometric multiple; now, naturally, it had fallen by a geometric multiple as well.

Orchid Grass invited Nanny Li downstairs for tea. Aunt Mei sat down again, picked up her needlework, and prepared to embroider the next stroke of the character “Fang.” Yet for some reason, she felt restless and distracted. Her originally tranquil heart had, without cause, been stirred by a ripple.

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