Volume 1, Chapter 66: Within Three Steps, Fists Are Fastest

"Lei Feng? Who is that?"
Kwon Sang-woo was deeply startled when he saw the two remaining darts in the man's hand.
However, over the past two years, although there was still no news of the Exploding Heavens Faction, no one could forget those three great words. From time to time, people would still bring them up in conversation, describing the Exploding Heavens Faction as immensely powerful and mysterious.
What an infuriating beast! It merely wanted a drop of true blood, yet things had to be this difficult! With no other choice, the purple-eyed mysterious beast gritted its teeth in secret, gathering its resolve to force a drop of its own true blood out of its body, and presented it before Ning Jue.
Anxious about his mother's safety and fearful that Chu Tianqiu might be no match for Duanmu Qingyun, Su Qing felt slightly reassured after seeing the two engaged in a evenly matched fight. Leaving them behind, he flew straight ahead to aid his mother.
Seeing that the village chief and Aunt Chen were utterly determined to return home, Zishu and his siblings had no choice but to let the matter rest. They probably understood everyone's thoughts quite well. They would wait until the day they could truly prove their prosperity to everyone, and only then repay the kindness shown to them today.
The daggers in both of their hands swept toward the throats of the mercenaries right before them. With decisive slashes, they bypassed the bodies, drove their daggers straight into the throats of the second mercenaries, pulled them out, and rolled directly over the mercenaries on the beds toward the third ones. Muffling their mouths, they snapped their skulls, and the two calmly continued their slaughter.
Zhang Ran turned his head to look deep into the settlement. Inside the largest house, built from a pile of cow dung and withered grass, an elderly man leaned on a crutch with its top end bound with numerous animal skulls. He glared at those villagers of his with eyes full of hatred and disgust, muttering incessantly to himself.
President Wu's obese body was actually being yanked up into the air by someone at that moment, suspended midway with a trace of dull blankness on his face, as if he still hadn't quite processed what had just happened.
For her to swallow her pride and intercede on his behalf, going to such lengths, truly felt a bit like self-sacrifice for the sake of others.
Besides, Zixuan was merely a bit lively in personality, but he was definitely not someone without a sense of propriety; on the contrary, he was quick-witted and had a sharp mind of his own. Suffice to say, none of them were the type to hand in their exam papers early.
Therefore, Zilu knew that by now, Zishu and the others had let it go, and she and her siblings no longer blamed Shen Yifan.
A giant roar instantly enveloped the chaos. As Jiang Xiao sped wildly, dodging the colorful light bands all around, he looked back. Deep within the chaos, bursts of colorful light erupted continuously, and the chaotic currents surged frantically, transforming into the primordial forces of earth, water, fire, and wind that collided with one another.
A burly man used a pair of iron tongs to pick up a glowing red-hot lump of charcoal, while another man tore open Ning Xiu's garments.
Operating the Vermilion Bird power with all his might, the manifested form of the Vermilion Bird cried out. Right within Jiang Xiao's field of vision, the surrounding Primordial Tribulation Fire began to surge into his Vermilion Bird power.
The first photo showed Lu Shu turning and flying toward the ocean, while a bolt of lightning rolled within the tribulation clouds, illuminating Lu Shu's retreating figure.
Naturally, he was intercepted by Ning Xiu's personal guards stationed outside the yamen gates. After a round of questioning, one of them went inside to report.
With great difficulty, the old carriage driver finally caught his breath. Hearing Cheng Zizai ask this, he hurriedly knelt down again and managed with much effort to speak a complete sentence.
However, everyone who clicked in was left utterly bewildered. The content consisted of a single sentence: Would I even need to tell you? Don't you guys have the slightest self-awareness in your own hearts?
As for Wu Hu and the others, they had already returned long ago, having caught a total of over twelve hundred silver fish. This seemed to be the limit of what they could fish; the further along they went, the harder it became to catch any, so Nangong Yunyao had told them to return early.