17 The Scoundrel Chicken Seller of the Early 2000s (17)

So, after pondering for a long time, he decided to adopt the constitutional monarchy system implemented in 19th-century Germany. This political structure seemed to be the most acceptable to the people of this era.

Even the two commanding generals held such views, making the soldiers under their command even more reluctant to fight. When the bugle call to retreat came from the rear, the soldiers breathed a collective sigh of relief and began to fall back.

However, the conditions of certain individuals like So-and-So, Lance, and Sang Qing remained unclear. Although the soldiers inside the imperial city had been trained by their own forces, they could hardly compare to the battle-hardened troops of Aicasia. The leisurely pace of life had left the palace troops somewhat lethargic, and their combat effectiveness had greatly diminished.

Though both were at the third cultivation tier, Zhao Yi felt that Li Ning’s palm strike carried an unparalleled power far beyond what he could withstand.

Facing someone like Zhou Chu, the driver was confident he could incapacitate him quickly, but these shops were quite troublesome. Whether he could eliminate the threat swiftly by himself was uncertain. Moreover, since foreigners were present, the area still seemed to have police patrols at night.

At that moment, many reporters had gathered inside the White House. Equipped with various recording devices, cameras, and photographic equipment, they boldly pushed through numerous hard-to-access doors, patiently awaiting interviews. Some even resolutely joined the militia ranks.

A faint upward curve appeared at the corner of the lips beneath the veil, seemingly applauding her master’s words. Yet the respectful expression in her eyes never faded. After Cold Jade finished speaking, she remained kneeling, awaiting the Empress Dowager’s next question.

“Over the next few days, the two of you will take turns caring for Han’er. There must be no slip-ups until the divine physician Gongsun arrives at the building. Understood?” Yi Yuefeng commanded sternly.

After a brief moment of thought, he decided to first meet with the captured officers to hear their thoughts and communicate with them. Only then could he prescribe an appropriate solution.

“Given the princess’s intelligence, I am certain she will handle this matter with ease,” said Lady Wang, smiling knowingly.

“What... what if my father doesn’t agree to our marriage? What should we do?” Huang Can lowered his head, finally seizing the chance to fully reveal the obstacles his father Huang Sifu placed in the way of their union.

Day after day—one, two, three—they traveled tirelessly, never lowering the umbrella held aloft. On the fifth day, a new group arrived, bringing food and relieving the previous umbrella bearers.

It was like a strong man wielding a two-meter-long blade competing for territory with an unarmed youth. The youth could only dodge whenever the blade swung; victory was impossible.

The Demon Monk possessed the might to challenge Lingzhou. Hence, no one dared to offend him now. Even those harboring deep-seated grudges were willing to endure until tomorrow.

“Senior Sister Red Shirt, it was this Zhang Kun who insulted our sect and forced me to kneel and beg for mercy!” Liu Xicheng whispered fiercely behind her, his eyes brimming with cold fury.

Lin Jian turned to glance at Tang Yan, who nodded slightly. The two then rose and exited the tent, leaving Shi Meng alone to wrestle with intense internal conflicts.

As Han Xin made his move, the old man immediately sensed his intention. The flaming spear pierced through, shattering Han Xin’s heart. He felt a tremor coursing through his body but no longer sharp pain.

In moments of fear, the mind conjures many previously dreaded images. Some strive desperately to dispel their terror.

Yu Lan was astonishingly much stronger than Pei Yuanshao. Back in Chang’an, Yu Lan had never heard Pei boast about any successor to the Mad Demon Blade.

Was this a fight to the death? Tentacles extended from Li Cha’s back as he drew one weapon after another. Potions, elixirs, and scrolls from his backpack were also prepared for activation. Those facing life-or-death battles often unleashed astonishing power, and such individuals required thorough preparation.

This was precisely why the Luvenia imperial court dispatched two commanders and four major regiment leaders here.

In truth, having the Football Association’s support was crucial. When Shafeer arrived in China, Hugo entrusted him with full responsibility for establishing youth training schools there. However, Shafeer was not to remain long in China, as Italy remained the core, being the heartland of Trapani’s youth training.

Fang Yu was momentarily stunned, for he had never considered this question before. Upon reflection, it was not entirely impossible.

Seeing a companion’s death, another swallow cried mournfully, circling overhead for a long time before suddenly diving sharply, striking its head heavily against the ground.

They seemed to have forgotten that even Princess Pingyang Ye Tan was abandoned—why should they save Pei Ju?

“It really works.” Zonoze’s tentacles quivered. Since their last battle, Swati’s method of countering had been prioritized. Subsequently, attacks composed purely of energy were proposed, and Zonoze’s use proved their effectiveness.

“How could humans be in a place like this?” Chu Yun murmured in puzzlement. One thing was clear: those people were enemies, not friends.

Then there was the matter of the European Football Club Association. G14 had caught wind that Hugo would not join, and seemed intent on forming a separate association, causing some panic. Some insisted on selecting the best candidates, others urged to compete fiercely for recruits. Yet to this day, no concrete action had been taken.

Among all teams in the LPL league, aside from a few well-known powerhouses, the team no one wanted to face most was the V team.

Before Li Jing entered the tent, he already heard Cheng Yaojin’s roaring voice. Thinking something had happened, he called out from outside, “Zhijie! What’s all this shouting about?”

He was not afraid that Miao Fenglang and Atagu would get into trouble, but worried they might wreck the flight or the airport.

This strike was a full-force blow from the Nine-Tailed Mystic Fox’s divine power. Hu Ximei instinctively raised her sleeve to block, but an overwhelming surge of demonic energy struck her, causing her delicate body to tremble and fly backward deep into the cave dwelling.

Her exquisitely beautiful eyes blazed with fury as she glared fiercely at Jiang Chen, as if wishing to shred him to pieces.

A ripple radiated outward from the circle he had drawn, vibrating like waves and instantly spreading across thousands of miles, forming a vast luminous ring.