diskusbooks Chapter 279 1 Time is a time of boundless glory!
Chapter 279 1 Time is a time of boundless glory!
Feng Zhenghao apologized with a smile, while Feng Shayan left without a care, not wanting to say anything more.
She didn't dare to challenge Ma Long anymore. Unexpectedly, Bao Chan stood still and let her hit him, but she didn't hurt him at all.
Realizing how incompetent she was, Feng Shayan's cheeks flushed red, and a thin layer of sweat beaded on her forehead once again.
As she walked onto the stage, Feng Shayan glanced at Bao Chan, who was smiling apologetically at her father.
She turned to look at the nonchalant Ma Long. Feng Shayan seemed lost in thought, a hint of sadness appearing on her face.
Feng Shayan will no longer challenge Ma Long, or even anyone else; her strength needs no one's proof.
She knew best herself, and a bitter feeling welled up in her heart. She shook her head and sighed as she left.
Sitting next to Ma Long, Xia He was quick-witted. She seemed to sense Feng Shayan's emotions, and then leaned over and rested her head on Ma Long's shoulder.
A warm, familiar scent wafted over, snapping Ma Long out of his reverie: "Hmm? What's wrong, sister?"
Xia He gathered her long hair with her hands, exuding charm: "Hehe!"
"You little devil, yet another woman's heart has been broken because of you!"
Ma Long looked confused and suspicious: "Huh?"
How did it cause you distress? Are you referring to the sand martins?
Although Ma Long was distracted, he roughly guessed what Xia He was referring to.
Turning to look at the back of the sandpiper, I saw that it was indeed somewhat dejected, having long lost its initial arrogance.
"Heh, she's a sore loser, what does it have to do with me?"
"So this is all it takes to damage your mood? How ridiculous!"
Ma Long shook his head. He really hadn't expected that Feng Shayan would be too timid to challenge him.
Unexpectedly, after she had gone all out without harming Bao Chan in the slightest, she couldn't hold back anymore.
Alas, with this level of endurance, I can only reach the second tier!
At the same time, Bao Chan slowly returned, and he naturally noticed Feng Sha Yan's disappointment.
Bao Chan was unwilling to take the lead, but out of compassion, he couldn't bear to see Feng Sha Yan suffer, so he stepped in.
Now look what happened! Good intentions gone wrong. This woman, who seemed like a strong woman, suddenly broke down.
I wonder how many grievances they had accumulated before.
Bao Chan shook his head. Women are so hard to understand. He stroked the straight filial piety stick and slowly sat down.
"Bao Chan challenges Feng Sha Yan, Bao Chan wins, Bao Chan's ranking becomes seventh, Feng Sha Yan becomes tenth."
Bao Chan's strength was revealed in this battle, and almost no one dared to underestimate him anymore.
If Bao Chan's initial victory over Xue Fan and Su Muyu was due to their mutual restraint...
So what does it mean that the sand swallows remain unmoved and have retreated?
The result speaks for itself: it is a sin to disobey a master; Bao Chan's strength is something that cannot be ignored.
Even Zhuge Qing had changed his initial opinion.
But after Bao Chan finished fighting, the atmosphere cooled down again.
Malone's previous harsh words had a great effect; almost no one dared to mess with him anymore.
This prompted Malone to sneer and sigh, "Heh!"
It's not that I, Ma Long, look down on the heroes of this generation!
With just one sentence from me, I scared this group of people, and I overpowered them all, so no one dared to step forward!
You... ha... are all talk and no action!
Ma Long's voice was very soft, only a few people could hear it. Xia He, naturally, hoped her husband would become successful, and her eyes were filled with undisguised joy.
Ma Long was now displaying an invincible demeanor.
Feng Baobao remained unmoved; she was waiting for the time to eat.
There was another person here, who, out of curiosity, insisted on using the Listening to the Wind to eavesdrop on Ma Long's conversation.
He happened to overhear this, and Zhuge Qing's face turned cold and stern, with occasional flashes of anger.
He didn't know if Ma Long had said that to him on purpose, or if that was what Ma Long actually thought.
However, these words undoubtedly displeased Zhuge Qing, who took two steps forward and shouted loudly.
"Young Master Long, what a boastful tone!"
Do you think you can intimidate these young heroes with just a few words?
Isn't that a bit too presumptuous?
Don't forget, I'm only temporarily number one right now, and you're just number two.
"Young Master Long, do you dare to challenge me?"
Zhuge Qing was angry for two reasons, and he had been conserving his energy for a long time. Now, it seemed that he had all the advantages: favorable timing, favorable location, and favorable people.
If we don't bring Ma Long down from his pedestal now, when will we ever get another chance?
Ma Long rubbed his stomach, deep in thought. He was determined to fight Zhuge Qing eventually. Since the other party had challenged him so fiercely, how could he back down?
Ma Long slowly stood up: "Zhuge Qing, I originally intended to give you a break for a while."
Now that you've stepped forward yourself, let's fight.
Otherwise, if I keep avoiding battle, people will underestimate my strength.
I know you were arrogant today, but I have the right to be arrogant, so why shouldn't I?
Wearing a blue overcoat, Ma Long stood proudly on the White Tiger Platform. The sharp, cold wind seemed to continue sculpting his already exquisite face.
His handsome appearance and authoritative words were a perfect match.
The blue cloak was a perfect match for Marlon's appearance.
One moment it was a scene of unparalleled glory, the next it was utterly silent.
In no time, she became a fan favorite.
Lu Linglong on Xuanwu Terrace was completely captivated. She hugged Zhi Jinhua tightly to prevent herself from fainting and missing every glance at Ma Long.
Wow~ He really is~!
Guan Xiaoling, far away in the Northeast, was equally captivated, her infatuation impossible to conceal. Unconsciously, she fell into Guan Shihua's arms.
"Young Master Long!"
The Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain.
The old master looked at the big screen and roared angrily, "When did this kid learn to show off?"
Did you learn it from Jia Zhengliang?
Why don't you just go down and beat Zhuge Qing up? Why are you posing like that?
How ignorant!
He doesn't resemble me at all when I was young; he's so impetuous, so incredibly impetuous!
Can't you learn from me and be more low-key, reserved, and composed?
I only need one slap to hit someone, when have I ever posed for a pose?
I have always been a steady and reliable person!
Even if one is wise, powerful, and invincible, one should not be so arrogant.
"Old Lu, come quick, you tell him something too!"
Lu Jin was speechless, a look of disdain flashing across his cold face.
If Lu Jin hadn't seen the old master's barely suppressed smile, he might have actually believed the old master's nonsense.
Of course, the probability is still close to zero.
Lu Jin thought to himself, "Everyone knows that when you open your mouth wide, your mouth is the loosest."
Otherwise, the story of what happened to me a hundred years ago wouldn't have spread so quickly, and I wouldn't have been laughed at for a hundred years.
Fortunately, Wang Ai recently turned the tide and created another miracle in the past century.
Otherwise, I estimate I'll still be nailed to the pillar of shame, and I don't know how long it will take before I can get off!
But it cannot be denied that the old master was right about one thing: he only needed one slap to hit someone.
At least Lu Jin believed it without a doubt. A hint of recollection appeared in his disdainful eyes. Lu Jin did not respond to the old master's words.
Instead, he looked at Ma Long on the big screen.
He murmured to himself, "Is this kid really your illegitimate son?"
Why are you so shameless and annoying, just like me?