Volume 1, Chapter 169: Living off a Wealthy Woman

The live streamer going by the name "The Stars Are Here" looked vaguely familiar at first glance.

Shen Zhaowu immediately thought of Meng Xingyi.

At first, she also suspected that this male streamer was Meng Xingyi in cosplay, but upon closer inspection, she realized it wasn't the case. While his features were handsome, they fell far short of Meng Xingyi's exquisite refinement.

Shen Zhaowu dismissed the thought.

The streaming platform was called "Catpounce," and her user ID remained "Your Father Has Arrived," which she used universally across the entire network.

From outside, the soul-stirring voice drifted in once again, and from the words spoken, it was clear that the speaker harbored some ulterior motives.

"Then let's wait and see. However, your Black King Regeneration Technique seems to require consuming your life essence to recover, doesn't it? How much longer can you hold on?" After all, sharing a deep connection, Evening Breeze Clearing had discovered Peng Kang's disadvantage through countless clashes.

"So, Teacher Mountain Wind, I'm begging you, please, just help them out this time," Pei Mingyang pleaded.

Under Van Gaal's management, the team boasted last season's Ballon d'Or winner, Cannavaro, anchoring a rock-solid defense. Up-and-coming talents like Ramos and Pepe were reaching peak form, alongside Heinze, who had transferred from Manchester United.

The winners of the two matches would advance to the final to compete for the Olympic gold medal, while the losers would face off for the bronze.

His appearance could not be clearly discerned because his overwhelming power caused the Great Dao laws to blur his figure. He emitted a terrifying aura of murderous intent and deathly qi, countless times more severe than Xia Lan's. This was not an innate trait of his physique, but rather a pressure forged from a lifetime of relentless slaughter.

"Tevez? I've heard he gets homesick very easily." In his heart, Kaiser rejected the idea. He didn't want anyone else siphoning off too many goals; having Rooney and Cristiano Ronaldo on the team was already enough. If there were any more, his own goal tally would drop. Yet, if he lacked those two by his side, his goal production would be difficult to guarantee, creating a delicate balance among the trio.

"If you don't believe me, you can summon Xian Qikun and ask him," Academician Zhou said with his chin raised, righteous and indignant, gritting his teeth.

Considering that he might soon enter the plane battlefield, Tang Zomo had thoroughly done his homework on the Norges plane beforehand.

Kaiser's goal in the second half signaled the end of the match, but Liverpool's players, driven by captain Steven Gerrard, kept running incessantly. Even if there was only a one percent chance of scoring, he still wanted to try.

Wei Xuan did not see it that way, however. While his army was not lacking in warriors of Hua Xiong's caliber, they were desperately short of warhorses.

The animosity between Liu Yu and Gongsun Zan, both stationed in Youzhou, ran deep. This time, Liu Yu had made the first move, only to suffer a disastrous defeat. The story had to be traced back two years prior.

A sharp glint flashed in Mo Qingfeng's eyes as he stared intently at Shi Qi, looking him up and down.

Feng Jiuling walked out of the tent leaning on two self-made crutches. Facing the gentle sunlight, she took a deep breath. The sensation of being able to stand on her own was truly wonderful. Perhaps because her hands and feet were crippled, no guards were stationed at the entrance. Occasionally, someone would catch a glimpse of her, only to coldly look away.

Now, freed from the exploitation of the Star Palace's Nascent Soul elders, Li Su manipulated his Azure Sky Snake avatar to hold down the fort for the Anti-Star Alliance, while his Prison-Suppressing Beast avatar transformed into the Daoist of Creation to oversee Miaoyin City. The vast majority of high-grade spiritual material production throughout the Inner Star Sea now flowed straight into his storage pouch.

Leng Yuan snapped back to his senses abruptly and sat up in shock. Upon seeing Mu Ling and Dabao, his eyes, usually as calm and unruffled as an ancient well, instantly flashed with rare panic and irritation.

However, the pill-fighting arena was in full swing now. If he were to forcefully shut down this place, it would undoubtedly incur the bitter resentment of countless Nascent Soul cultivators.

Naturally, despite encountering numerous hardships, it ultimately paved the way for the male protagonist to finally become a great general.

Jiang Qiulan slammed the chopsticks in her hand heavily onto the table, producing a crisp, sharp sound. The An family members all fell silent for a moment, looking at Jiang Qiulan in astonishment.