Chapter 37

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Ever since that chaotic brawl between Gryffindor and Slytherin, Madam Hooch has patrolled the pitch every afternoon. Beyond his handsome face, this stubborn and righteous spirit is truly something that makes one feel favorably inclined. "Should I go to the village chief and ask for his help?" Wang Lin’s eyes flickered, unable to make a firm decision. Thus, the identity proclaimed by the old foreign woman, particularly the "exercise of judicial power in 30 regions," was nothing more than a facade. That night, Qiu Heng had a nightmare in which he stood in the Golden Palace, condemned by a thousand fingers pointing at him, until those people drew their blades and hacked him to death before the hall. However, Sanyuan Agriculture had confronted global capital and engaged in several trade wars that swept across the entire East, never once suffering a loss. Gu Nanzhou froze for a moment, thinking, "Did the bump hurt that much?" Before he could speak, Su Wan gripped his coat tightly. Unknowingly, everyone in the class had been drawn to the debate between Lu Cheng and Lu Changyu, all eager to hear how this sudden dispute between Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine would end. Nevertheless, she couldn't help but think to herself: "But that is two thousand five hundred taels; it’s only natural to be unable to resist such temptation!" Regaining his senses, he intended to call for a meeting, only to find every office completely empty. You, sir, have truly proven that whether one has roots or not, it has little to do with being single. It was already washed clean, and the floor had been tidied up, so why did Fourth Brother still look dissatisfied? Simultaneously, he opened his mouth and exhaled; a cluster of azure flame condensed into a fire dragon, which charged forward with bared fangs and brandished claws.

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In the Polar Aquarium, which mimics a world of ice and snow, one feels the indoor air grow much colder upon entering. There are no expansive glass walls here, as most polar animals are capable of coming ashore. "Heh heh... in our Taoist temple, all male disciples belong to the 'Zhi' generation," the old Taoist said, maintaining his smiling expression. Duan Yu was confused, glancing down at his phone, where the news clearly read: "The National College Entrance Examination score inquiry begins today." She shut her mouth, feeling that if she said any more, she would surely be treated as a lunatic. Everyone knew that Xiao Ran’s strength was terrifying and that he could by no means be viewed as a mere young man. Even those at the peak of the Golden Core stage felt immense pressure from him; it was a consensus among experts that only those at the Nascent Soul realm could suppress Xiao Ran. Su Luo feigned calmness, maintaining her most indifferent smile, but inwardly she was already on high alert. Within five or six breaths, a multitude of spatial planes and void surfaces appeared beside the pair, and that beam of light was refracted hundreds of times, blanketing the space around them. "Hmph, the Xu family is merely a local tyrant in this mountain city. If they were to leave, they probably wouldn't even have the chance to survive under another's roof," Qin Guang retorted unhurriedly, showing no anger. The city’s imperial guards busied themselves for a while, and as the sky gradually brightened, the citizens finally understood the outcome of the previous night’s battle. They cheered and celebrated, and soon, lanterns were hung and drums were beaten throughout the streets. However, Howard lacked such domineering scoring ability or techniques; relying solely on his physique to score, Sun Zhuo would not let him have his way. In other words, it was impossible for Howard to crush Sun Zhuo on the offensive end today, whereas Sun Zhuo had a high probability of crushing Howard. The sect leader stopped wasting words. Though he did not know why the demonic cultivator had not killed them at the time, but instead extracted the souls of all the spirit beasts on Spirit Beast Mountain and locked the disciples in a dungeon, the youth in the snakeskin garment made perfect sense: at this moment, survival was the priority. "Since you know, why not surrender!" Xuanyuan Duanfei finished, and the precious sword behind him was drawn once more. "The Crown Prince intends to recruit talented individuals to staff the Eastern Palace. Does Anyi have any suitable candidates?" A voice came from outside the office, and Xiong Zhiren walked in, beaming with joy.

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After saying this, I collapsed to the ground, as did Zhang Aotian, who struggled to detach the flesh burning with black flame. Nearby, the Insight Mirror, also famished, launched a mid-air strike, instantly knocking out a demon soldier. Before the soldier could even hit the ground, Feng dropped an ice blade from the air; the razor-sharp icicle struck true, and the demon soldier perished instantly. Kobe knew that he could not treat Sun Zhuo the way he treated Vujacic or Luke Walton. Even as a leader, he had to interact with Sun Zhuo as an equal. This season, Kobe couldn't reach the playoffs on his own; he needed Sun Zhuo’s help. The two black-market bosses expressed their agreement. The remaining four—Yan Yan, Zhuo Long, Huangfu Qi, and Zhuge Qing—naturally had no objections. The Sun household was in a bustle; Yingchun had people invite several doctors to take Old Madam Sun’s pulse. The doctors all stated that the old lady’s condition was caused by a surge of internal fire. Everyone knew what had caused this fire in her heart, and Yingchun knew it better than anyone. Raising his right hand high, he gently sliced his thumb with a fingernail, and crimson blood began to flow from the tip. Hearing Nangong Boyi speak, Jiang Nan immediately realized that Nangong Boyi’s visit was not merely a casual stop, but that he had something very important to discuss in person. Therefore, he immediately focused his attention on Nangong Boyi and nodded, signaling that he was listening. Bowing to reality was not a shameful thing, especially since Song Mingting had saved the Shangzhang Realm; their visit to offer congratulations was a legitimate excuse, and their posture would not be overly humble. Faced with this situation, the Celestial Realm finally realized the gravity of the matter, but they were unable to stop. The Gate of the Horizon was guarded by the Old Man of Expectation and his several projections; anyone wishing to pass through the gate had to first overcome them. Norman endured the pain in silence, his eyes fixed quietly on the tattered Chen Zheng. His tone was arrogant, as if he did not regard the siblings at all. With a curl of his lip and a cold tone, he lashed his whip even more recklessly and with even greater ferocity.