Chapter 63: The Third Spirit Ring, Target Purple Spirit Baboon

"Mom, Beibei truly knows she was wrong."
Jiang Beibei was confident that everything she did was flawless. She had neither displayed her Martial Soul nor exposed her Spirit Bones and two twin spirit souls.
In all her battles at the Great Soul Arena, she had relied solely on her increasingly seasoned combat experience and her advanced understanding of her opponents' Martial Souls to cope.
Yet, as she looked at the hesitation on Erlong's face, an indescribable ache lingered in her heart.
"Beibei, Mom—"
Ye Xian raised an eyebrow, knowing the timing was just about right. If he pressed any further, it might lead to mutual destruction.
Fatty Gu opened his mouth dumbly, instinctively wanting to refute, but he couldn't utter a single word. He looked toward the other directors and realized that the vast majority of them were just like him, utterly unable to oppose Lexington's statement.
The night was pitch black, but since Xiedao was a martial artist at the early stage of the Dao-Enlightenment Realm, his night vision was naturally exceptional. Moreover, his DL-1 series mechanical gear inherently possessed night-vision functions. To him, night and day made no difference, except that it consumed more of his inner Qi.
At that moment, several more cars pulled up at the entrance of the orphanage. A few reporters holding microphones walked in, followed by two men carrying video cameras.
As for Yi Yang's combat technique, it had no lower limit; no matter how low one's realm was, it could still be practiced.
The total of nine lotus petals instantly split into two. Those eighteen short swords shot straight toward Liu'er opposite her. At the same time, the opposite Blood Lotus Child unleashed a second move, releasing all the tens of thousands of resentful souls and the endless grieving aura absorbed within his own body, gathering them into both palms to attack Liu'er.
Even the two deacons conducting the tests nearby simultaneously turned their heads, staring with wide eyes at the stone tablet radiating brilliant light.
After the old man finished speaking, quite a few people couldn't help but frown, falling deep into thought.
Lin Xuan's eyes were filled with shock. She blankly stared behind Lin Yu. Since the two of them were closest, she could clearly see a majestic phoenix phantom appearing behind Lin Yu. At first, she thought it was an illusion, but then a majestic power slowly awakened, making one's heart tremble with fear.
"Yay, yay! But it seems another company is taking them out for a delicious New Year's Eve dinner gathering. Does big brother want to do that too? I want to discuss it with Grandma Wang; I'm sure she'll agree," Mo Xun'er said.
"Mn." This time, Wang Rong truly reacted, nodding slightly with a smile returning to his face. No matter what was going on behind all this, now was not the time to ponder it.
Kim Taeyeon and Lin Xiyuan? The corners of Im Yoon-ah's mouth ticked upward slightly. Lin Xiyuan was indeed a good man, a rare good man, perhaps just a little bit inferior to Lee Jun-young.
More quick-witted reporters thought of the two days Lee Jun-young had recently disappeared and guessed that Lee Jun-young must have gotten engaged during that time.
Regarding Wang Rong being taken away by Chen Xiao, Long Shijie showed no unusual reaction. He believed that Chen Xiao would not let Wang Rong suffer.
I shook my head, having no idea what I wanted to express, and just kept my eyes wide open, staring at him. He looked like this. I would remember it well. Although the camera couldn't capture his appearance, I could draw it. What I needed to do right now was to memorize what he looked like.
Yang Bin's field of vision had already caught sight of Lin Jun. At that moment, Lin Jun was beaming, speaking in the local dialect of Tongshan Town with several key leaders of the town, expressing his joy that the highway bridge, after a year of construction, was finally ready to open to traffic.
The opponent shuddered slightly, brows tightly furrowed, and then suddenly the corners of his mouth curled into a smile. He reached out to pick up the teacup, using it as a cover to drink his tea.
"Go to hell!" Rock Lee leaped into the air and hurled the lightning sphere in his hand. The lightning ball released spiderweb-like electrical threads wrapping around the sphere, accompanied by a sharp, hiss-like screech resembling the cries of a thousand birds.