This Mediterranean man was none other than Gao Xin, the president of the Sunshine Daily.
Gao Xin was so enraged that his body trembled uncontrollably, his good time having been interrupted.
Half an incense stick later, the Fire Master emerged carrying Mu Ziyun. Hu Zi, Ling Dang, and Fang Tianmu were waiting outside and rushed over upon seeing the Fire Master.
The arrow whistled through the air, missing its mark. Outside the tent, the sound of hurried footsteps and rustling robes could be heard. Jiang An Yi heard the sound of footsteps fading away as they trampled on the tent. By the time Jiang An Yi, accompanied by Huang Zhu and others, arrived outside the tent, they saw two dark figures rapidly retreating about five to six zhang away. In the faint moonlight, Jiang An Yi saw that the two individuals were dressed in nomadic attire.
This chilled Mu Ziyun, as under such impact, nothing should have survived. It made sense, though; after so many years, some Southern border people must have evolved to survive underwater, but they had found nothing.
Cheng Xin hadn't expected Qin Ming to be so blunt and ask directly. She had always been very shy about such matters, otherwise, they wouldn't have been together for so long without any more intimate contact.
After breaking free, Luo Ya quickly retreated behind me, looking at the God of Time and the Succubus as if they were monsters.
Shangguan Yu circled Liu Ding Tian once, finding nothing amiss, and spoke.
Which of the Ten Hall Yama Kings present was not an exceptionally shrewd old monster? Upon hearing the sigh of the seven-colored figure, they were slightly startled before reacting, their faces filled with astonishment.
"Very well, the best way to repair damage is to improve one's attributes and achievements, allowing the meridians to be reshaped," Zhou Wu Tian said, watching Su Yi improve his attribute achievements without interrupting him.
As Cheng Xin finished speaking, she couldn't help but laugh, and Qin Ming followed suit with a silly grin.
The eight giant serpents, however, shuddered all over, immediately stopping their advance, and a strange aura emanated from their entire bodies.
However, because his understanding of the "withering and flourishing" path was not thorough enough at the time, the efficacy of these sacred medicines was partly sealed in his dantian, and partly dispersed throughout his limbs, bones, and meridians.
His left leg seemed to possess an even stranger magical power; it suddenly vanished at that instant. It wasn't truly gone, but rather a disappearance of its vital energy.
The strength evaluation in the cards was as follows: E-rank corresponded to a Genin, D-rank to a Chunin, C-rank to a Jonin, and B-rank to a Kage. In other words, Yuichi's current strength was at the level of a late-stage Five Kage.
He was now almost completely unaware of the internal disputes within the empire. The Northern Territory was more than two thousand kilometers away from the inland and territories controlled by the royal family. Transmitting information over such a distance was extremely difficult.
Song Shan gave him a disdainful look. The aesthetic standards of this era were not very good. How could a brick-like mobile phone from that era compare to his Motorola? He was dreaming.
After much thought, all the problems were summarized as resting on Yuichi. Tachibana Ryotaro's gaze was restrained; it seemed it was time to have a good talk with Yuichi and see what he was truly thinking.
Just as Yuichi was about to strike down the First Hokage, to stop the troublesome Wood Style that never ceased, his vision was suddenly deprived, and everything before him vanished, turning into darkness.
This was what others could not understand—the obsession of an artist, or rather, a genius? How could Leonardo da Vinci stand by and watch someone name a treasure after himself?
After this naval battle, Han Gang believed that the sailors of Lijiazhuang would improve significantly. Even if they weren't as experienced as An Ni's veterans, they wouldn't be far behind.
Even Ulquiorra, as the Fourth Espada, was far more powerful than Nnoitra, who was only one rank below him. The gap between the two was like an insurmountable chasm, unimaginably vast.