Chapter 81: The Final Match

On the day of the "Star of Tomorrow" finals, the venue was packed with people. Closest to the stage sat the three judges, while the students below cheered and celebrated. After escorting Lin Yuexin to the backstage dressing room, Mo Ziyan was about to leave when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a figure that often haunted his thoughts. At that moment, she sat gracefully with her legs together, her posture elegant and noble, her expression serene and refined, as quiet as a painting.

In stillness, she was gentle and delicate; in motion, charming and lively—no matter how she appeared, Jiu Bao was always breathtakingly beautiful.

And in that instant, he suddenly believed the saying: All encounters in this world are predestined, fated to happen; only those with a bond will appear. So, he and...

The pain that elderly couples endure after losing a child is something the young can never truly comprehend. Only since I became Mister Guimen and experienced so much more than before have I begun to understand this pain, if only a little.

The two of them, one after the other, sat down in their respective places, preparing to endure the onslaught of the demonic aura from the Demon King's finger bone.

Perhaps this was a hidden ailment festering in his heart—or perhaps, it was simply his territorial instinct at work.

Li Shang stood on the beach and, with a sweep of his hand, summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, swathed in gold, onto the sand.

Tang Mei, on the other hand, stared at Xie Dongya in utter disbelief. She had been lost in her sorrow moments before and hadn’t noticed what was happening nearby.

Gan Tian was shoved heavily to the ground. Her skirt, soaked and clinging to her delicate figure, accentuated every curve, while her beautiful long hair, drenched by the rain, stuck to half her face, leaving her utterly disheveled.

Physical discomfort, constant cries of anguish—these were not illnesses, but torments inflicted by a hidden hand. None of them had considered this possibility, and apart from their concern, there was nothing else they could do to help Li Shang.

Everyone carried the ice sled onto the frozen surface. With a gentle push, the sled shot off into the distance. Monkey, Zhuqing, and Ma Xiao, along with his teammates, had all come to see this curious contraption.

A palm infused with spiritual energy struck the Illusion Lord, emitting a muffled thud. Even the ground beneath the blow caved in, sending up clouds of dust as Xie Dongya unleashed his might.

A dragon's roar echoed, raising the very temperature of heaven and earth. An enormous spectral shadow appeared behind Yue Yan, looking down upon Ji Xi with arrogant disdain.

Guan Ziluo had missed out on too much foundational knowledge. It was simply impossible to teach and master it all in a short time.

Though the three were ready to retreat, the War Buddha, forced to the brink and pushed to unleash his ultimate move at the cost of his life, was now truly enraged. There was no way he would let them escape unscathed. His massive form surged toward them at an unbelievable speed.

The headmistress had once gently suggested that if he found the mountain dull, he might go down to the town for a change of pace.

"Xiazhi, let’s not be polite with our second sister. Let's just bring these things back to Jinxiu Garden," Zhao Jinxi remarked softly with a slight smile.

This was the only life-saving treasure possessed by the Divine Heir. The items that could be brought into this place were strictly limited, preventing them from smuggling in too many trump cards.

Zhao Qiner clutched her chest and shouted loudly, her other hand gripping Lian’er’s arm as she nearly fainted from the ordeal.

Taking all these factors into account, Li Zhao could now do what Blackbeard had done: transfer the power of a Devil Fruit from its original owner to another who possessed no such ability. But just like Blackbeard, each transfer cost the life of the original power holder.

Everywhere one looked, there were bamboo spikes and horse traps. The earthen walls of the alleys, used to conceal archers, crisscrossed the battlefield.

Suddenly, he felt a tightening all over his body, leaving him unable to move. In the next instant, a cold gleam flashed toward his throat, so sharp and merciless that Ji Qiu No. 4 had no doubt the attacker truly intended to kill him.

Li Ru let out a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, General Xu Rong acted decisively, disregarding the gain or loss of a single city or stronghold. He quickly redeployed the Qiang and Hu soldiers garrisoned in the various commanderies of Liangzhou to Hanzhong, then led the main force to retreat and fortify the eastern bank of the Jing River. With the river as a barrier, Butcher Ma, realizing his cunning plan had failed, was forced to lead the Qiang rebels back to the Ordos in disgrace."