Volume 1, Chapter 56: I Heard Someone Is Writing Songs for Me?

[MOROS Himself: I heard someone wrote a song for me? [Confused Black Guy Face.jpg]]

After all, searching through the entire Marvel Universe, perhaps one could not find a second person like Deadpool who truly—literally—desired death yet was unable to die.

The blood-qi figure above Zhao Xuan's head dissipated into thin air at this moment, the surging blood-qi slowly ceased its churning, the surrounding lightning gradually faded away, and the purple-gold light on Zhao Xuan's body grew faint before completely concealing itself.

"Why... why is the spiritual qi dissipating?" Someone cried out in disbelief, utterly astounded.

Yes, what was recorded in the Lightning Technique was not merely a single formation, but rather a complete set of formations. In other words, the seven parts of the human body actually corresponded to seven different formations! Each shared similarities, yet possessed distinct differences. Across the various body parts, the formations alternated between gentle and fierce.

Some classmates even whispered among themselves, wondering if Bai Yujie had loved and then cast aside Xu Gang, thereby causing him such profound heartbreak.

A slightly sorrowful wind began to blow quietly. It sounded almost as if it were weeping, startling those who heard it and causing them to tremble uncontrollably.

When her instep was brushed by the chilling river water, Li Jingchu finally snapped to her senses with a start, remembering that she did not know how to swim. Terrified, she instinctively tried to step back, only to discover that the water where she stood barely reached the bend of her knees, while Wu Ming was shouting wildly just a single step away from her.

However, even though the vast majority were ordinary martial artists lacking any profound "foundation," interspersed among them were clearly some seekers of knowledge hailing from powerful aristocratic families. If one were to ask how Qin Feng could know this so clearly, it was simply because their current pomp and circumstance were far too ostentatious.

"Ha, ha, good! I hope you don't regret this!" Xu Gang laughed out of extreme anger, then turned and strode away. Today's humiliation, coupled with the shattering of his last shred of hope, made him completely resolve to tear off his past disguise. He would make Bai Yujie regret this; he would make her wish she were dead yet unable to die, and he was going to do it right now.

Looking at the resolute gazes of the people behind Han Xu, my vision gradually blurred. I wanted to say thank you, but I found my throat blocked as if by some heavy object.

Just as she snapped out of her erotic daydream, he had already withdrawn his hand at some unknown moment, leaving her hand suspended stiffly in the air, still maintaining the posture of holding his.

"I told you to go, so go," she said with a hint of anger. Seeing this, Wanchi didn't say anything further and obediently left.

Cui'er's lips pressed tightly together, her momentum weakening. Just as she was about to speak, Zhong Qing cut her off.

Song Jieyi spoke directly, and Qi Yao felt no emotional turbulence upon hearing those words. However, thinking of Song Jieyu—who was holding a betrothal ceremony with Jun Lie deep within the enemy camp—Qi Yao felt a tiny glimmer of comfort as he looked at Song Jieyi's face.

Getting into a taxi on the way home, I rolled down the car window, letting the cool evening breeze completely clear my head.

By this time, he had already made up his mind: if push came to shove, he would forcibly unleash his divine sense coercion to completely shatter the cultivator's spirit. As for whether he would subsequently pass out, truly succumb to the unbearable burden, or be burned to death by the flying insects moments later, he simply had no time left to ponder.

To put it simply, once every possible method must be employed to achieve the objective of war, depth is a crucial factor. It refers to the maneuverable longitudinal depth of combat troops from the border to the center, and strategic depth signifies the geographical space available for strategic maneuvers.

"Should we counterattack with the current Heaven-Shattering Sword?!" Lin Yu murmured to herself. At the same time, surges of power began to gather in her hands. If Lin Yun failed to block it, she would have no choice but to step in and help him block it.