Chapter 60 Unilateral Driving

The Storm Rider accelerated fiercely.

The intense G-force gave one the sensation of cerebral hypoxia.

At this moment, Chen Xing’s blood began to boil.

Having not participated in a race for five years, he thought his technique would have grown rusty. Yet, the moment he stepped onto the track, his feel for the car and his skills returned to him as if possessing his body.

His state was fully maximized!

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Compared to immortals, mortals are so vastly inferior in strength and appearance that they are simply not worth mentioning.

It was precisely because Leng Wuxin possessed an exceptionally strong inner fortitude that she chose to become a professional assassin.

Naturally, Zhang Zongqing would never do anything so foolish. To him, and to the entire nation of China, these experts and professors were absolute treasures.

Following the triple system announcements, players grew busy once again. Especially those currently tackling dungeons or fighting bosses, who were thrown into a flurry of panic by this sudden system broadcast.

Supported by its formidable national strength, China was bound to become the ultimate winner of this conference.

Once the New Year market fair passed, the festive atmosphere grew increasingly intense. Every household was busy preparing delicious food, with meat as the centerpiece. Rich aromas wafted through the entire Zhao Family Village, signaling that this would be a prosperous year.

In this rural area, though quite a few elderly people still worked the fields, Grandmother was the only one who, at the age of eighty, was still farming.

Without hesitation, he scooped up Zhang Kuang, who lay unconscious on the ground, and vanished from the spot with a few rapid shifts.

The young agricultural researchers felt a surge of eagerness. The Imperial Inspector had promised them a massive surprise prepared right below White Pagoda Mountain.

If even a single punch landed, let alone killing outright, shattered bones and ruptured internal organs were guaranteed.

As for matters requiring discussion, they were typically decided by the Sect Master. In the Sect Master’s absence, the First Elder would make the call.

"The Demonic Sect must have used a treasured artifact capable of sealing the heavens and earth," Xun Jianchen said, glancing at the unresponsive jade talisman in Xiao Mo's hand by way of explanation.

"Brother Yi, let's go talk over there." Zhu Lulu forced herself to remain calm, pulled her husband up, and walked to the corner of the terrace.

Half a day ago, Xiao Wuyuan had invited Jiang Yehan from the Chenwu Sect to Yuiling Mountain under the pretext of discussing countermeasures against the Evil Palace. In reality, he wanted to probe Jiang Yehan's true strength.

The woods formed a long, narrow strip. Looking left and right, one could see no end to it, but from the front, the forest was only a dozen or so zhang wide.

If he truly could not escape the fate of death, he would go to see his mother one last time, and then rest in eternal sleep.

Lou Xiao truly doted on her. Despite his usual lack of patience, he held and coaxed her for a long time without the slightest trace of annoyance.

Seeing her nod, Qi Shaoyan flashed a smile resembling that of a villain whose plot had succeeded. However, having already witnessed his various smiles, Yu Ling did not care whether this one held any special meaning.

With that, Ji Kai grabbed a stone from the ground, gauged the position, and smashed it fiercely against the bronze lock! The lock snapped instantly, breaking into several lonely pieces that fell to the ground.

This symbol was not only used in Buddhism but also in Taoism, though it was more commonly applied in the study of Feng Shui.

Old Madam Shen paused in her motion of rolling prayer beads. Her drooping, sagging eyelids lifted slightly, and she cast a lukewarm glance at her without offering a single word.

The afro seemed as casual as ever, save for an imperceptible curve at the corner of his mouth after he uttered those final words.

Zhang Long gave Old Master Wu a general account of encountering the obstructing ghost at the crossroads. After all, they were still outside the village; if they entered now, wandering souls would be even more numerous, and some held grievances so deep that he feared the vehicle might run into trouble.

Upon closer inspection, Li牧 realized he had actually run into acquaintances. Two factions were fighting down below, and one of them was none other than Su Xingchen, who had previously clashed with Chu Yun. The people on the other side were rather bizarre, wearing face veils in broad daylight to conceal their identities.