"See your own future?"
"...I see! I get what Luffy means now!"
Usopp's eyes lit up.
"If you use Observation Haki to foresee the future in which you're attacked, you can work backward to figure out your opponent's attack route!"
"Wow! You can really do that?"
Nami exclaimed in amazement, finding it hard to believe.
But in a battle this fast and ever-changing, there wasn't—
However, Lin Yang was an old hand. How could he fail to guard against this move? Before Bi Yao could even reach out, Lin Yang grabbed her hand.
The man beside Shandru was powerfully built, a head taller than Shandru. His face was covered in jowls, and the corner of his eye kept twitching. Faced with the young man's words, he merely lifted his chin, showing no desire to agree or answer.
Angelina's expression changed. When she met Franklin's icy, piercing gaze, a flicker of fear crossed her heart. She gave a cold snort and said no more.
However, they didn't take Ding Qi's desire to fight the Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast alone to heart.
After descending another thousand meters, Lin Yang looked down from a depth of nine thousand meters and saw faint light below.
Most retired players got by without excelling at anything. They looked down on low-paying jobs, while those jobs that paid well were beyond the abilities of players who only knew how to play ball. As a result, more than a few players went bankrupt after retiring.
Wei Rui hadn't expected Cao Jingzong to have grown older while his temper remained unchanged.
Ding Qi hadn't even made a move before the old man sprang over to the young man, raised his hand high, and slapped him hard across the face.
The Warriors' Big Four had received Kerr's instructions and understood what their head coach intended. When it came to the nature of a shooter, they were probably the people in the league who understood it best. You could never predict when someone's shot would be on, and no one could guarantee they'd stay hot.
Even a private plane couldn't just take off whenever you wanted. You had to coordinate with the airport in advance to avoid any unexpected problems.
The teahouse they were in was on Bar Street, so as soon as they stepped outside, they saw quite a few drunk people staggering along.
In her world, Jia Bao was the best person in the world and deserved all the best things. But now, her beloved Jia Jia, the best person in the whole world, was being treated like this by a makeup artist—being so... so... completely ignored.
Thinking back to when she was only ten, Fiona had watched her father kill a challenger in the arena. Seeing his bloodstained, proud figure had stirred in her a sudden urge to take up a sword.
After trying everything and finding themselves at their wits' end, the father, on someone else's advice, hired an assistant for his son to take care of him in his place.
Chen Liang smiled at her, his gaze shimmering as bright starlight passed through his phoenix eyes.
At the thought, Su Moliang grew even more frantic, sweating profusely as she racked her brains for a way to stop Nan Qingjue.
Although Ye Jingjia was usually perfunctory with Gray, his enthusiasm more than made up for it. Before long, they were spending much more time together, drawing the attention of many people on the crew.
After Ji Wujiu decided to set out for Dongyang, he was ready to leave almost immediately. He packed little: a few changes of clothes, some dry rations, and, most importantly, travel money.
"As you command, Commander." Brans and Pascal had also realized what Vitruvius intended to do, and they were both excited.
Although the Golden Source Pattern Armor's defense was terrifyingly strong, it also consumed a tremendous amount of energy.
When Yun Bai came out after his shower, Qing He was looking out the window. If her guess was right, he had gone to his maternal grandfather's house that evening to ask for his opinion.
The sky hadn't fallen, and the earth hadn't split open. But once the enemy was in his hands, he could turn them upside down and inside out, even switch their head and feet around. To them, that was as good as the sky falling and the earth splitting.
Ma Yichen withdrew his hand and looked at Ma Yirui in confusion, not understanding why he couldn't lay a hand on Liu Manxue.
He rubbed Xue'er's head, then helped her put on her clothes and shoes himself. Taking her by the hand, he led her out.
"Tang Huai, Li Feixi tricked my dad out of his money. We're looking for her so we can get it back. Hiding her won't do you any good," Tang Ying said.
He had already absorbed the entire Yantian Fruit, and his cultivation had soared straight to the Heavenly Gang Realm Ninth Level.
Great Shaman Akali's eyes widened. For a moment, he couldn't think of how to retort. In the end, he could only snort coldly and glare at Vitruvius, seething with resentment.
"Dress myself up?" Feng Wuyang looked herself up and down with her round eyes. She didn't see anything wrong with what she was wearing. She dressed like this every day. Did that mean she couldn't go out in public? Did she have to dress up?
Er Ni took a deep breath. Every corner of the spacious courtyard was exquisitely appointed. No wonder it cost three hundred thousand taels.
Even in all his life, Ugly Daoist had only ever seen such terrifying killing techniques on the Ghost Emperor.
"What are you guys having for lunch?" Mu Yan asked the boys. The boy who had gone to the restroom had caught up with them by then.
Xiaoyaozi tossed the Spirit Snake Sword into the air. It quickly split apart, countless sword images forming an invisible protective barrier. Like a hedgehog facing danger, every sword stood on end—except the Spirit Snake Sword's blades were far sharper than a hedgehog's spines.
Zuo Mingyou couldn't help laughing aloud. "Your Majesty, I'm not worried in the least. You know me best..." What kind of person was he? Just look at how much authority Wang Chen had given him. If the emperor thought there was something wrong with him, would he have given him so much power?
A meteor crashed toward Huang Ba, who had no power to resist. He didn't even know how to face the force of this natural disaster.
The twin hammers came down and landed in Chen Qing's hands. The scene froze at that instant. Chen Qing's hands weren't crushed to pieces by the hammers as expected. He held Tian Xiang's twin hammers, as immovable as a mountain; his body hadn't shifted even a fraction under Tian Xiang's strength.
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