esterday was completely healed, leaving only a faint red mark.Tang Wulin only just now thought to ask, “Dad, did my Thousand Forging succeed yesterday”Tang ZiRan smiled and nodded, "Yes! It's a succes...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。rd and striking out with a palm. 。For a fleeting moment, Bai Haozhe only felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and countless dragons seemed to be roaring in his ears. 。That palm strike was incredibly...