Chapter 13168 — From Beginning to End

"Even if you don't blow it up this round, it's only a matter of time before you do."

Wei Zhao smiled with perfect composure. "Sister Su flatters me."

The truth was, this whole wave of his really was cheating.

It was true that the Mirror of Reflection had not yet acknowledged a master, but Wei Zhao had the Will of the World in hand, and could directly see through the illumination energy of the next several rounds.

In other words, Wei Zhao could see the value of every card yet to come.

He stood on invincible ground by nature.

Guo Minxiao's face flushed redder still. His mouth opened and worked for a long while, yet not a single word came out, and his hands rubbed back and forth uneasily. It felt as though something exceedingly precious had been lost.

After I finished speaking, I scratched the back of my head. How had things grown more and more complicated? When I turned to look at the trash can, I found that the piece of paper I had thrown away at the very beginning actually had writing on it now.

Fortunately, there was one thing he could still believe: since Yan Qi had been with him while alive, then even in death she would surely still be with him.

And the emergence of this crop of prodigious young talents, Hinata's generation, let the old man glimpse from afar the hope that Konoha might one day "rule for ten thousand generations and unify the ninja world."

This was in fact deliberate on Chen Anxia's part. A grandmaster of martial arts, cultivating his realm, could stir the great momentum of martial arts with his every movement; every punch and every kick had already returned to utter simplicity, so that those of high comprehension could naturally draw insight from them.

And the key to passing this trial lay in seizing the number tags one needed, and in concealing one's own number tag—for one's own tag was likewise another's target.

This time the goal was to realize Du Qianjie's design; it counted as Du Qianjie's final battle before leaving the Tuchen Star, and so almost the entire host of subordinates in the Dung Demon Cave had come pouring out, leaving only a few old and weak snow spirits to garrison the place. And the snow spirits, as the logistics corps of the whole legion, were likewise fully equipped and ready to march.

For instance, right now he simply had no idea what the doctrines of Hinduism actually were, nor what Islam or Christianity contained—all of it would have to be studied.

And these generals pledged their loyalty not to the State of Zheng or to Zheng Kang, but to their own clans—the same mentality as that of certain great aristocratic houses within the country.

Midnight ran on, glancing back as she went. Qidie smiled, her heart full of gladness. How long had it been since she had kept this little brother company? Speaking of it, she felt a shade of shame. No matter—she would take this chance to keep him company properly.

Yin Zijing's thoughts stirred slightly. Mo Ruzhi, still in the grip of anger, did not notice, only giving a sullen, resentful snort before saying no more.

These days the government had collected no small amount of taxes. Under the nation's tax policy, payments were made quarterly in advance and settled at year's end, so from the founding of the state until now, three quarters of tax revenue had reached six billion. The civil servants' salaries were covered, the council members had their meeting allowances, and the government's purse was fuller than ever before.

Although in truth Aizen had long known of the existence of such a state, that did not in the least diminish the power and rarity of the second-stage Resurrección itself.

When RB Leipzig were drawn into Group G alongside Monaco, Porto, and Beşiktaş, everyone present—save for the clubs drawn with Leipzig—heaved a long sigh of relief.

Under such circumstances, the madam's vat-like figure could be safely ignored, yet it served as a foil for the flower-beautiful girl behind her.

Huh—could it be that Biling Villa had also adopted the tactics of splitting up, defeating each in turn, and sending brother and sister into battle together? Was it really that formidable? Did they have to give him this much face?

An Feng understood completely: owing to architecture, compatibility, and other such factors, a chip was of course not so simple as plug-it-in-and-it-works. A battery that runs the moment it is fully charged was obvious enough—but its potential had multiplied dozens of times over, comparable to the frenzy of a company going public. It also showed that everyone still placed great importance on the future.

Still, this Kira Izuru, though he looked somewhat soft and feminine, was in fact a man of considerable decisiveness. Seeing that he could not evade, he stopped trying to dodge altogether, and simply thrust out his blade to trade a single stroke with his opponent.