Chapter 48: Su Qingli’s Enigmatic Divination

At this moment, Su Qingli was so drowsy that she could barely keep her eyes open. She rubbed them, lay back, and continued eating, not hearing a single word from the person beside her. The incessant chatter around her was almost like a lullaby, making her even sleepier. Because of this, she felt nothing unusual all morning; she thought they had finally settled down. Little did she know, their mischief continued—she simply hadn't noticed.

At midday, Su Qingli fell asleep right at her desk. When she awakened...

As he walked away, the audience finally snapped back to their senses, and a wave of astonished cries erupted. If, in the past, there had been doubts about Lu Shaoxi’s abilities, two consecutive victories had already cemented his image in their minds as a man of both wisdom and might, unsurpassed in every way.

Tanaka, despite his formidable background, had been sent tumbling head over heels four or five times by a single thunderous palm strike. Blood spurted from his mouth as he spun through the air, yet he managed to land steadily, then with a spring of his legs, vanished into the darkness.

He had no idea whether his concealment had fooled the Trisolarans. Perhaps they were still weighing the truth of his so-called experiences and had not found the energy to pursue what he was hiding. At least, for some time, whenever the Trisolarans came to question him, Bai He had detected no sign that his secrets had been uncovered.

“Deal the cards! After this hand, I’ll show everyone who the true King of Gamblers is!” The aura radiating from the Gambling Demon was overwhelmingly powerful, so much so that Hao Tianming and He Feiyu could barely lift their heads.

In his quieter moments, Li Yihang often thought of Chen Juan. He did not know whether she was alive or dead. Each time, he was seized by an uncontrollable urge to find her. Yet, remembering that every meeting had only brought her disaster and misfortune, he thought: If Juan is still alive, she would surely want me never to seek her again.

Shimura Yang snorted coldly. Didn’t Uchiha Obito like Rin Nohara? Then let him like her properly! Even if Rin was already dead—wasn’t there Edo Tensei?

As for whether they could master it... With these Trisolarans residing within him, even if their thinking was slowed by technological limits, would any of them truly have an intelligence score below eighteen if calculated by the rules?

Yan Tianbei would never pit himself against such a tangible, razor-sharp sword aura. He leapt back at once to avoid it, but as he moved, Takeda Masaru swung his arm again, sending another massive arc of sword light toward him.

It was truly uncanny: those who had once lived next door to Jiang Nan, upon hearing that the buyers were the infamous Five, each scrambled to be the first to sell their homes.

After speaking, the captain lowered the barrier and let the taxi in. The security guard who had just come out was called back in by the captain. He was about to ask the captain something when the man in the back seat of the taxi rolled down the window and greeted the captain.

Chen Shi left in the middle of the night. The train was at five o’clock, and when I woke, the space beside me was cold as ice. Only the creases in the bedsheet proved that he had ever been there.

Lu Bu ran headlong into Guan Yu, who was spinning his great windmill—there was nothing more to say. Guan Ping and Meng Huo were out of skills and had no burst left, so they were helpless against Guan Yu’s magic immunity. But Lu Bu was different: transformed and using that dog chain, the magic-immune Lu Bu was a force of nature, like a father disciplining children.

“If you’re not looking at me, why are you blushing? You’re obviously lying. Do you want me to take off my clothes for you to see?” Shi Tou said with a mischievous grin.

Since the update to Dream Three Kingdoms, even the professional teams had been experimenting with new lineups and strategies.

On the field, some heroes could not be selected, and both sides had locked out three heroes each. There wasn’t much crowd control left, but since their side picked first, a Diao Chan was deliberately left available.

Hannibal hid outside the Magic Academy, quietly watching as Us drove away. After arriving, the black dog had given him Us’s information. Yesterday, when Us came out, Hannibal had recognized him by his carriage. But with so many people around yesterday, it hadn’t been a good time to act.