Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Chapter 1254: Sounding Each Other Out!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"Come, Your Highness, please!"
The white-robed Confucian had at some point raised his wine cup and offered it in a toast.
"Haha, Brother Li is too polite. Please!"
A hint of surprise flashed through Wang Chong's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and clinked cups with the white-robed Confucian.
Buzz!
As the two cups approached each other, the mood in the restaurant suddenly shifted. All the Confucians had been watching the young man performing the sword dance in the clearing at the center of the floor, but now, they were all turning to the pair of cups.
Clink!
The two cups crisply collided against each other in the air. In the quiet atmosphere, this sound was like a peal of thunder, and at this moment…
Wang Chong's eyes flashed as boundless energy surged out of his arm, into his cup, and across to the other side.
Bang! A moment later, he felt a strange sensation. When the cups collided, Wang Chong felt as if he had clinked cups with a mountain. The white-robed Confucian had a gentle smile on his face, his body entirely unmoved as he raised his cup high into the air.
Not even the wine inside the cup was shaken.
Interesting!
Wang Chong smiled and immediately exerted more power. Energy surged out like an endless river toward the white-clothed Confucian, and at this same moment, a similarly enormous energy erupted from the white-clothed Confucian.
Their eyes were fixed on each other as the powerful streams of energy clashed in the air through their wine cups. But neither Wang Chong nor the white-robed Confucian was able to make the wine cups move even a sliver. Both of them had succeeded in keeping out all impacts and shockwaves, and even the wine in the cups was as calm as the surface of a lake.
They continued to add on power, and a few moments later, the surrounding floor began to tremble. It was barely noticeable at first, but it quickly intensified, and then the surrounding tables and the food atop them bega
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