Chapter 95: A Fist Power of 600 Kilograms! (Third Update)

Cultivating My Powers in a Mountain Village Ghost Crab 001 1277 words 2026-04-11 15:50:27

Compared to the previous 1,000-meter distance, Chen Anquan didn’t feel that his strength had improved significantly.

After all, his agility had increased, his running speed was faster, his physical constitution had improved, and his endurance had enhanced. With greater strength, his charging speed was also faster.

After walking slowly for ten minutes, Chen Anquan began to run again.

After sprinting another 2,000 meters, he slowed to a walk once more.

The 2,000-meter sprints back and forth took a full five—

Le Qianxiu’s explanation suddenly enlightened He Yifei. At this moment, he unconsciously began to re-examine the profound foundation of this ancient sect of the Immortal Gate.

How did it come to this? What happened? Why? Why did it end up this way?

Although displeased, Robert Joe did not come over to disturb his son’s joy; he merely stood quietly there.

Looking out over the southern hillside, lush bamboo spread everywhere, and scattered within the grove were several bamboo huts.

With a swoosh, she rose and walked to the window. As soon as she opened it, the howling wind rushed in, stinging her face painfully.

“I don’t want his affection, and I can’t be with him,” Feng Xiaoshuang said helplessly, shaking her head as she put away the medicine.

After breaking free from the ropes binding her hands, Feng Xiaoshuang looked up at the man in black standing in the tree. Though she couldn’t make out his features clearly, she did not feel afraid.

Huo Yingqi also refrained from teasing He Yifei further. He straightened up and assumed a lecturing posture.

Through the crack where the coffin lid had been pushed aside, Feng Caier caught sight of some arrangements inside the stone coffin. She couldn’t understand why a human being would be inside this stone coffin.

Zheng Junjie smiled awkwardly at the remark. He had only seen the surface; if he had combined what Wang Yi had just said, he would never have spoken those words.

Annasha Hua’s expression darkened. Her eldest brother had gone to seek revenge against Butuo, so her determination to seize the Xuanyuan Sword from Chen Langya had become extremely difficult. But now that matters had reached this point, it seemed the only option was to confront him and eliminate him.

Koji Toyota’s eyes narrowed. When his gaze fell on Minako Kato, a fiery glint flashed through his eyes, but what concerned him most now was whether Senichi Kato had truly died at the hands of this Chinese man.

“Hmm?” After sleeping a bit longer in bed, Hao Xin finally woke up, but the scene before her startled her. Wasn’t she just in the car? How did she suddenly end up in bed? Hastily, Hao Xin sat up.

Zhang Rang and the other imperial attendants did not disappoint the emperor’s usual trust. They carefully tended to him every day, never removing their clothes or leaving his side for a moment, fearful that his vital breath might falter.

Xiao Yuanshan reached out his hand to shake Qin Feng’s, but Li Hong sat coldly on the chair, her face as dark as the bottom of a pot, causing even Xiao Yuanshan to furrow his brow.

Murong Chen was already mentally exhausted. After returning to the main god’s space, the first thing he would do was have the main god repair the nearly invisible damage caused by his mental fatigue. So, at this moment, Murong Chen truly did not want to move a muscle; he was too lazy even to walk.

Looking at such a Xianbei military camp, Jiang Qi’s first impression was that this was not a camp at all—it resembled a vegetable market more than anything. The only signs that he had not come to the wrong place were the sentries chatting while holding curved sabers and the occasional soldiers entering and exiting with spoils of war.

System prompt: Because your demon spirit power has reached its peak, you have comprehended the Demon Spirit Technique—Shadow Twin Heroes.

Just as Zhao Yun charged onto the city walls, cries of battle and the pounding of cavalry hooves echoed within the city. With the recapture of the west gate, a large number of Han troops surged into the city. Guided by soldiers from Handan familiar with the roads, the Han army split into three forces and swept eastward toward the east gate like the teeth of a comb.