Chapter 138: You Want Me to Pretend to Be a High School Student?

Every single word uttered by Chen Yang was laden with murderous intent. It was abundantly clear that he meant every bit of it.
Shimizu Ikawa, however, raised her gaze to the heavens. "The cultivators of your Nine Provinces have always been suppressed by the heavens. But you, you are quite the exception!"
At this, Shimizu Ikawa looked directly at Chen Yang. "Mr. Chen Yang, you are a sensible man. Senseless slaughter is merely..."
She pushed the door open and stepped inside to find him frowning with a gloomy expression, looking as though he had run into quite a tricky situation.
For a moment, panic spread among the enemy ranks out of fear that they might violate the taboos of the deities. In their flurry, the endless, irritating clatter of swords and halberds clashing rang out. Some were even trembling so violently in their legs that they nearly collapsed to their knees.
Although Zhou Tianyu was eager to test Scarlet Lotus's attacks, he was far from foolish. If he could not win, he certainly would not trade blows head-on with Scarlet Lotus.
At noon, Liang Qingfeng informed Liu Xiyue that she had taken third place in the four-hundred-meter race. Liu Xiyue could not wait to tell Gao Wutong immediately just to see the expression on his face.
Wen Yan relied more on technique, spending the early stages purely on defense. Only when Ji Yang's stamina was nearly exhausted did she begin to outsmart him.
When he sensed the final ripples of the death vortex dissipate right above his head, he simply paid it no heed.
"Didn't Brother Muqing promise to marry Xuanying back then!" Lin Xuanying cried out, suddenly hurling herself into Muqing's embrace. Muqing froze for a moment, then glanced back at Murong Xi.
Wang Ziqian's movements stopped. He opened his eyes and looked at me. I glared back at him with a frigid expression, staring at the blood still staining the corner of his lips from the wound I had just bitten open.
Yunshu finally set her mind at ease and let out a long sigh. But before her tensed nerves could even begin to relax, she heard someone speaking.
Tang Xiao's voice was flat. Her eyes remained fixed on the churning white waves rolling through the turbulent river, which swallowed everything in their path.
Bizarrely, even as the dragon claw was weaving incantations to battle Jin Xiong, the moment the green-eyed man surnamed He lifted his gaze, Li Jing found himself involuntarily raising his eyes to meet his stare.
And so, regardless of whether they were injured or unscathed, everyone capable of breathing bowed respectfully, clasping their hands and bending deeply toward the direction of the black powder left behind by King Aramu's disintegration.
"You all go check out the gold mine area, and once that's sorted, head straight to the oil extraction site. Before nightfall, I want every single one of Gold Skull's subordinates gone without a trace!" said Xiao Fan.
Yunyun looked at the prompt, a surge of anger rushing straight to her head. Her fingertips tapped out a line of characters with rapid clacking sounds.
Yet things refused to go according to Wang Lei's script; the old master simply refused to bring the matter up. If you aren't going to bring it up, well, I'm certainly not going to ask.
Kou Hao conveyed Professor Lin Shan's words to Wu Yong, hoping that Wu Yong could gain something from this match rather than failing to perform at his true level due to overthinking other matters.
The corners of his lips curved upward into a calm smile. Ignoring her words, he adjusted the volume of the headphones, removed one earbud, and handed it to Lian Ruoye sitting beside him. Familiar melodies replayed in his ear over and over again.
Meng Xingchen had already held his breath underwater for the span of half an incense stick. By now, he distinctly felt the current growing increasingly fierce, accompanied by a deafening, thunderous roar.
"What should we do then? Are we just supposed to wait here and die?" Stanley rushed furiously up to the guard, staring intently into his eyes.
"I only wish I could have been wrong. If you don't believe me, come see for yourself!" Wan Guiyi snorted, flicked his sleeve, and turned, flying back to the Purple Firmament Hall.
Ruan Chichi chuckled silently. She was a combination of both skill and sheer luck—who could blame her for being born this beautiful?
She could do nothing else, yet that face of hers was still quite passable. Besides, that price could practically be considered a daylight robbery of a bargain.
Her gaze never once left his body. Only when he met her eyes did she realize just how close she was to him.