Chapter 13076 — The Strong Bow at Position Three, Yet Still They Fell Without End
At that moment, the Huan family's Number Two, who had already charged close, suddenly called out in alarm: "Wait! These arrows were loosed long ago—they are simply still in midair!"
From the vantage point of those standing outside the arena, everything was now perfectly clear.
Above the sky of the Grand Tournament's secret realm, not only were nearly thirty Dragon God Cannon blasts primed and waiting, but a dozen or more arrows were also circling in the air.
Now, guided by Wei Zhao, the arrows tore through the air at full speed toward the Huan family's Number Three.
The Huan family's Number Three sensed at once that something was wrong and immediately prepared—
Professor Zhou felt as though he had taken a blow from a cudgel: Never in my life have I seen such brazen shamelessness. To sell such precious intelligence and still speak of it so self-righteously.
Tang Ze shook his head, picked up a jade bottle and opened it. At once a faint, refreshing fragrance wafted out. He brought his eye close and peered inside: within the jade bottle were four deep-green, crystalline pills. Before he could examine them closely, a slender jade hand reached over from beside him and snatched them away.
Zhang Yang's words left Chief Zheng somewhat speechless. His heart had been full of earnest loyalty, yet Zhang Yang could still suspect him so.
Because the core security supervisors all knew that two special security consultants had arrived today, and every sign indicated that bold and reckless thieves were very likely to slip in tonight.
Thanks to Nirea's beauty and her acting, which had won the sympathy of most people, Soth's stepping forward at this moment did not provoke any disgust.
Especially those Treeherd members who had been injected with the Yao Emperor Seven Ginseng Heart-Strengthening Needle and, after the Oak's death, had still survived. Their circumstances in real life were extremely difficult, and they were shunned by mainstream society.
A black shadow floated above the stone coffin, faintly revealing a human form. Around it a mass of black mist seethed and coiled as though it possessed a spirit of its own, so that none could make out its features.
Yet the phenomenon of wine legs generally appears only in vintage fine wines or in spirits of high alcohol content, whereas the bowl of monkey wine in Liu Mang's hand had been brewed only a few days ago, and already it showed this quality—truly astonishing.
By the time all the fried fish had been snatched up and eaten, nearly everyone in He'an Village had gathered before Yao Ran's Three Talents Formation, because about a third of the people had not been late, only a third had gotten a whole piece, and another third had tasted but half.
Seeing this, Feng Hao also breathed a sigh of relief. Seizing the moment when everyone's attention was diverted, he slipped away without a sound, his merit and name deeply concealed.
So long as Zhang Cheng could find two or three major merchant houses in Luozhou, the task of a thousand jars would essentially be complete.
Even with Xu Shiqing, he could not say for certain whether, upon seeing his secret, she would still be able to keep a clear head. In this world, the only person he truly trusted was his own wife; he could share his secret with them.
In other words, he could rank with every player at the summit of the canyon; there was no need to be bound by the gaps in rank.
Because he had heard the preparations for Jin Kewei's dance troupe to take the stage—and Jin Kewei was actually going to give everyone a most extraordinary performance.
By this time, however, there was a teleportation array established here within the spirit ship.
Suddenly a nimble figure emerged from the lava lake itself, lying back on the surface of the molten rock with his hands clasped behind his head, utterly at ease.
At the same moment, a sharp claw suddenly reached out from the livestream toward all the viewers listening intently to the story, frighting the audience into a helter-skelter panic.
Qin Yun's eyes burned bright; such might filled him with alarm, and the power of that Hundred Weapons Formation was extraordinarily great, leaving him with a profound sense of its abstruse depth.
"That would be more than perfect!" Zhu Quan said with a flicker of excitement. Who did not know that He Zehua, the newly appointed governor of Beijiang Province, was Zhang Qingyang's eldest brother-in-law? If Zhang Qingyang stepped forward, then a meeting among the chief administrative officials of the three northeastern provinces would be much easier to arrange.
In truth, even with his eyes closed, Meng Xiao hoped the two of them would go away so that he could wake and hurry to the Primordial City.
Yun Fenxue had just showered in the dormitory and changed into a short skirt. Seeing that the incoming call was from Young Master Chu, she suddenly felt that her shower had been well timed.
What was more, neither side had yet played its final card; now it remained only to see what other trump the opponent could still produce.