Chapter 120: The Campus Bully

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“Chief Lu, why are you so eager to leave?” Lu Feng, who had sat silent all this while, spoke with a crooked sarcasm. “Or are you suddenly shy because of the girls?”
Qiao Jing tapped Lu Feng lightly. “Shy? What are you talking about? Why do you speak to Professor Lu like that?”
Lian Youyou also ignored Lu Feng’s provocation and pulled Lu Ming out to the doorway.
She glanced back; no one was following, so she asked, “When was Lu Feng released?”
Lu Mingdao replied, “My father found the men who had sued him, promoted them and gave them a share. Only then did they agree to withdraw the case.”
Lian Youyou was taken aback: “...”
Liu Guanyu had barely managed to run two steps when the feral ape’s right fist swept him. A sharp crack sounded; one rib snapped. Under the agonizing pain, cold sweat broke out all over him.
They had all helped him at the engagement banquet. If he had not spoken up for those families, Lin Ye’s conscience would not have endured it.
Zhuang Youlong had won great merit in this anti-bandit campaign and was due for court reward, promotion, and easy fortune. He had brought rich gifts to thank the Huang father and son for their help.
In those days, Huang Xuanling had been the least favored son in the family; because he could not cultivate, Nie Cui-feng and the others had brought disgrace on the family’s name and therefore despised him.
Among the Twelve Great Realm Lords, only one remained, and that one was Elder Changsheng Daoist. At that moment, fear finally flickered across his face.

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He appeared before one of the Yin-Sky officials, and with a single punch he shattered that Yin-Sky Hall.
“Then to come out and see the sun—who knows, I may even meet Her Highness. It would be my honor. Did she just come from the Emperor?” Chu Ling heard this and, her expression unchanged, replied with a smile.
Walking with Qin Xuan, they all knew how terrifying he was. Even the mighty Yunhe, with strength near that of the First Emperor, had been cut down by Qin Xuan. How then could that petty Feng Jiutian compare?
“Commander Lu, has the envoy to the Champion Marquis been dispatched?” A great procession poured through the North Gate of Chang'an. Dong Cheng did not fail to catch up and ask. He and Xiao Yi had once nearly become bound as in-laws.
Besides, Lin Ye did not believe there were truly innocent, carefree souls in the Immortal Sect. He had seen too many of that false innocence before.
Yet this undergarment was made of silk and trimmed in gold thread, and it looked extraordinary. Yet for some reason, a single line of blood-red silk ran through its middle, giving it an uncanny air.
Deng Huanfen had once been the princess of Tianzhou Kingdom in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts. After showing a brief softness, she too fell silent, already thinking through her strategy.
With one hand he reached into emptiness; a mass of white light shot out of the rain of blood and, in a single flicker, settled into his palm.
In Emperor Wu’s Secret Realm, Su Qianqian had twice received heaven-defying opportunities to transform herself. She could sense that here was her chance to become a saint.
The vanished black line suddenly shot out from the void, and immediately a great mass of five-colored flames flashed wildly into view.
The space in this layer was vast beyond measure; each cultivator could be assured of a quiet, private space.

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Roger had nearly forgotten, distracted by the game, that he was the one who had initiated this operation. He suddenly came to himself and hurriedly helped Annan gather everyone together.
This was the last bit of mercy he still had, though his nature had nothing to do with mercy.
In full view of everyone, Lin Hao showed no excess emotion, and walked toward the stage with calm composure.
“Then I will not hold back,” Lin Tian said, greatly pleased, and at once embraced and kissed Xia Yurou; the half-asleep Xia Yurou strangely seemed to cooperate.
Yet this Zhanxun was obviously an exception. Under such intense pressure, his mind became clearer, and he even performed beyond ordinary limits.
If one says that followers of the Blood Qi path are the strongest in offensive power, then followers of the Mind-Force Adept path may be second only to them, and in some aspects even able to match them.
“Say no more formalities.” Jin Lian waved her hand and looked at the two lying together in sleep on the ground, her brow tightly knit.