Volume 1, Chapter 26: Mounted Bandits

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Qi Yong was responsible for announcing all relevant details. To Yu Xing’s surprise, the final list of eight hundred names remained unchanged, exactly as he had submitted it.

Clearly, they shared the same view as the Heavenly Prince, believing that the Ancient Great Emperor had passed away on the Dao Platform eighty thousand years ago and could not possibly still be alive.

Wei Ba sighed as he stepped out of the car, clutching his hem, tail tucked between his legs, and slunk into the side door in a despondent manner.

Hope had vanished from his heart. Longing for the ancient times, he felt no attachment to this world. Remembering his loved ones and the most precious of sentiments, he resolved to die, seeking only a final, glorious battle to slay his enemies before ending his own life.

However, his inner state was quite the opposite; he felt like the prey, while Li Yan was the wolf, and Wei Ba and Meng Da were his claws and fangs, both eyeing him like predators.

No sooner had the words been spoken than seven or eight rocket-propelled grenades, trailing plumes of fire, streaked like meteors toward the area where the Macaque monkeys were most concentrated and the firepower was heaviest.

He recalled their carefree, happy times at the water bar and the lonely silhouette of Du, her long, slender legs wrapped in fabric. His momentary hesitation solidified into resolve. Even if there were no romantic feelings or love between them, as long as Du Ziyan did not distance herself from him, he, Zhao Heng, would never abandon her.

With a loud "bang," his knee collided with his palm. Although Ji Lan had been gathering strength for some time, he dared not exert too much force; otherwise, a moment’s delay would have seen Chie’s heavy fists crashing into his spine.

Sun Yaoge watched from the side, filled with anxiety, yet he dared not step forward for fear of disrupting Lu Tianyu.

On the final day of the preliminaries, the number of people participating in gambling grew exceptionally large. The methods of betting were diverse: some wagered on individual matches, others on the list of the top eight, and some even bet on the death toll. Of course, regardless of the type of bet, all betting pools were managed exclusively by the official authorities.

Jin Feng, for his part, felt quite relieved. Losing to Li Mingqiu was no big deal; if he had actually won, that would have been truly bizarre.

"Ho ha ha ha!" Watching the remnants of Ye Shenyi’s stone form being crushed into powder on the ground, she took a step with the grace of a dance.

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Fortunately, the man in black who had helped her up had not yet left the stage; seeing her fall again, he rushed back to pull her to her feet.

"Hey!" shouted a guy who should have been trying to make his presence felt, yet had been ignored by everyone all along.

Before she even began to listen, just seeing the song title made Ye Yuxin’s heart start pounding wildly.

Damn it, this was not just powerful; it was terrifying. With this level of destructive force and rate of fire, even if the Qing army had possessed eight hundred of their historic Red-Clad Cannons, they could not compare to the ferocity of the current Ming artillery.

"Snap!" The blind old woman slapped Yu Xiaotian on the back, and after he spat out a mouthful of foul phlegm, he finally managed to catch his breath.

The two were stunned for a moment. For decades, they had been deeply rooted in the philosophy of governing through benevolence and righteousness. They found it impossible to immediately accept Zhu Ciliang’s words about destroying other nations and expanding territory, much like Qian Qianyi in the past; they could not instantly discard the beliefs they had held for decades.

As for whether they could capture Nanjing, Mr. Wu no longer felt confident. Of course, he was absolutely unwilling to accept defeat; he could not allow his reputation as Wu Guanghui to be buried here.

Some fans of "Wind and Cloud" had even bought ten boxes of razor blades, just waiting for the address of the author, "Yishi Mili."

The Magic Sea Giant Whale said, "At last, someone who is calm. Good. This is indeed beneath the Sea of Stars." Long Luo asked, "Senior, such a figure as yourself—may I ask why you brought us here?"

A week later, just as Xia Jian finished his undercover investigation of Donggou, Ouyang Hong officially took office. Almost every newspaper and television station in Pingdu City reported on the event.

Hong Yi let out a low sound. She looked at Ye Qingcheng, who remained silent with hollow, lifeless eyes, a complex expression in her own.

To be honest, I really dislike her attitude. When one is alive, one should live with humanity and spirit. Always maintaining a calm, ripple-free expression—it’s like a mask painted by an inept demon; you can’t find a second expression on her face.

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Lü Xuan was like a kite with a broken string, crashing through the doors and windows and flying out. With a thunderous boom, he landed on the ground, pale and unconscious.

Now that the initiative was back in Li Shukuan’s hands, no matter how unwilling Liu Xinghao was, he had no choice but to comply. This made Li Shukuan extremely smug.

When it came to martial arts, Hai Nan’s spirits lifted. He had a special fondness for the craft; it would not be an exaggeration to call him a martial arts fanatic.

The long shadow of Wang Donglai’s stumbling departure was stretched thin by the car lights. Liu Xinghao watched him walk further and further away, feeling an indescribable ache in his heart. When Wang Donglai spoke those words, his gaze was like a torch, firm and resolute. This tough man had already prepared himself for the worst in his heart.

Yuan Feng said, "Yuan Jing, do not blame Chen’er. He is young and hot-blooded, and having trained at the Yunqi Sect, it is inevitable that he would have a bit of a heroic spirit."

On the other side, feeling her "god" merely shiver without any other movement, Long An could not help but feel a surge of joy. But in the next second, when she looked up and saw Gui Chengqi staring at her in bewilderment, she was stunned as well.

Han Shengqi currently had no idea how to coordinate with a partner, so this was the perfect opportunity to learn coordination techniques from Yuan Xianglin and Wu Jiuzhou. After all, to compete, Han Shengqi could not expect to be the "Landlord" in every single game.

There was also Meng Yuefeng, the star of the company. That made seven confirmed candidates.

Duan Zetan felt a sudden, inexplicable tremor in his heart. He hurriedly set down the microphone, ran out onto the balcony of the private room, lit a cigarette, and gazed at the stars in the sky, his thoughts in total disarray.

As Qing Cheng put it, since they had come to the East Sea, they had to at least dine at the Sea Restaurant, and they had to specifically request that Sanji or the head chef cook the meal personally.