Soaring Across the Sky

Hearing the commotion from outside the space, Water Cannon and Ice Block stopped playing on the slide and started whining to be let out. Once they were out, Water Cannon, upon learning of the suffering their dog mother had endured, burst into tears, soaking a large patch of the ground, with the water flowing along the terrain into the river.

"Those despicable scoundrels deserved to die!" Ice Block's chill radiated uncontrollably, freezing the muddy water into a thick sheet of ice. Everywhere one looked, the land was blanketed in silvery white.

Water Cannon: "..." Please, no personal attacks.

Seizing the perfect moment, Song Feng leapt into the air, spinning three times, each kick landing squarely on an enemy’s chest.

But Feng Qi was far too drunk, having drunk half a bowl and vomited the other half, turning the bedding into an utter mess.

If only her own son had even a tenth—no, even a hundredth—of Song Feng's promise, they wouldn't, at their old age, still be braving the winter cold and summer heat, toiling day and night at a street stall, enduring such hardship. Song Feng could only laugh and cry, nodding in resigned agreement.

Li Zhi's family was quite well-off, with some influential connections, and he treated others with genuine sincerity. It was precisely for this reason that in her previous life, after graduation, Xie Yi kept in touch with him, and they became close friends who shared everything.

Rui Wenyue’s gaze once again fell upon Chu Fang, curious to see how he would unravel the predicament.

As dusk settled and the setting sun cast its glow, the characters on the seven volumes of Buddhist scriptures leapt up as if coming alive, shining with golden light.

Li Yuehong was her high school classmate; they had been quite close back then and kept in touch even during her time abroad.

He listened to Sun Mo’s breathing, and from its faintness, could tell that her injuries were serious. Fortunately, he had rescued her in time, so her life was not in danger.

This meant she could continue to use the child in her belly to bind Jun Qingjiu to her, hoping to secure the position of princess.

Li Yuan nodded slightly, sizing up Song Muqing from head to toe, but then his brows instantly knitted together.

Huang Zixiong drove hard into the paint, scoring with a layup while drawing a defensive foul from Wang Shuai.

Basketball, a sport hugely popular in America, found its purest expression in New York.

"Sorry, I got too excited." Hearing Song Qi’s words, Lin Feng returned to his senses and released her, apologizing as he let go.

If you told Huang Xiang that Wang Shuai had learned to play piano during this time, he might actually believe it. He and Hu Yunlong knew this guy best—he was the God of Sleep, after all, at least in spirit.

With De Blas’s arrival, morale soared. The Seventh Elder grew arrogant, and the Grand Elder finally let out a secret sigh of relief—he had nearly lost to Jiang Hai. If Jiang Hai had really managed to take Hua Shangling away, his own position as Grand Elder would have come to an end.

Just as she reached out again to knock on the door, it suddenly swung open from inside with a loud bang.

Already weak, Jiang Hai feigned fainting, but was startled awake by a single remark from Wo Qiang.

In the third quarter, both teams put out their strongest offensive lineups, each hoping to seize victory through sheer firepower. But Ocean University wasn’t just an offensive powerhouse; Huang Xiang and Wang Shuai on the court were both defensive specialists.

"Yin Junfeng? No way! Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten your own name?" Liu Yun was so shocked she nearly blurted it out.

That consciousness seemed to be stabbed at its sorest spot by his words, instantly enraged yet utterly powerless.

"Impossible! No human flesh has ever surpassed ours!" The bear-man went berserk, his fists flying, the sheer force collapsing the surrounding buildings.

Luo Hao pressed the crystal to his brow; it dissolved into blue light and entered his mind. The Eight-Nine Transformation was at last complete: sun and moon alternated, heaven and earth revolved, the Eight-Nine evolved.

Moreover, since Yang Yue had come to Hedong, and the crown prince was also present, it was still unclear which side would ultimately control Hedong. The situation remained undecided!

Lin Huan nodded in agreement, finding the plan feasible, though she knew any misstep would risk exposure.