Chapter 142: News of LeBron

Ao Xi was driving home when, not long after he had set out, his phone rang. Seeing an unfamiliar number, he hesitated before answering.

“Hey, boy, how are you? I’ve missed you~”

A flirtatious rap spilled into his ear, leaving Ao Xi stunned. Had some black kid dialed the wrong number?

It took him a moment to realize that the voice belonged to James’s son, LeBron.

“Speak properly. I can’t listen to this—it’s making me dizzy. It’s been several days…”

After listening to their praise and explanations, Su Yan finally realized that he was apparently that extraordinary: the only martial arts grandmaster to appear in nearly a hundred years. The discovery left him feeling rather carried away.

“I have an important task for you. If you accomplish it, I can have you ascend to the Divine Realm immediately—and guarantee you entry into the Jiang family!” Jiang Feng declared arrogantly.

Whether magic, sorcery, weapons, or even conceptual entities, Shana could sever and kill them in an instant. Those were the points of death revealed by the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.

George was in the command center, observing the positions of the Eighty-Seventh Division through a high-powered telescope, when the command room’s telephone suddenly began ringing urgently. The signalman hurriedly answered it and, after asking a couple of questions, learned that the call had come from the General Staff of the International Allied Forces.

Shana’s voice sounded somewhat low. The transponder snail was a communications device he had only recently been equipped with. Aside from Robin, the only person who could reach him through it was the Golden Lion, Shiki.

It was not that these people distrusted Zhao Qian. It was simply that, after Charlie put it that way, his argument did seem to make some sense.

“Noel, can you tell me the exact time?” Upon hearing that her mother would be returning, Nico Robin asked excitedly, eager to know the precise time.

The monsters were terrified of this demon-transforming water. Who would dare risk confronting it? Thus, most of the time, they continued to move about on land.

When Shen Gongbao entered the inner hall, he saw Ximen Qin seated cross-legged upon a cyan lotus platform, staring at him expressionlessly, as though he were looking at a dead man.

He had infused his words with true energy, so that every corner of the Five Elements Furnace could hear them clearly.

Although Ling Qianjue had merely shown his face at the victory celebration and left before the final awards were presented, he still drew the attention of thousands.

It was already November, and the mornings and evenings were especially cold. When the icy water poured over her from head to toe, Zhang Cuihua finally lost control and screamed.

My brother hasn’t spoken to me all day. Sister Yulu won’t speak to me either. Did I make them angry?

Someone had been watching her actions from the shadows all along. When they discovered that she had exposed herself, they ordered her elimination.

“We haven’t seen each other for more than four months. How did you become such a gentleman?” Cheng Yao asked with a laugh as she shrugged off her trench coat and sat down.

Whatever the case, Morris had achieved his objective. He himself had nothing to prepare and could set out with Jian Qi at any time.

Jin Tang handed Xin Yue over to Mu Xue, then charged forward without a word and struck Ye Shiluo with a heavy punch. Ye Shiluo did not dodge, taking the blow head-on.

During her postpartum confinement, Mu Yao drank soup every day. She was not allowed to add salt, and no matter how delicious the food was, eating too much of it made everything taste bland.

Vlad smiled as his left hand slowly curled into a fist. Almost in perfect synchronization, the enormous palm formed from Fish-Man Street began to close as well. In just a few breaths, Fish-Man Street would be reduced to ruins—and naturally, the fish-men living there would be crushed to pieces along with it.

As Pei Yuanzhao stepped down from the stage, he slowly exhaled. The gloom that had built up in his chest over this period finally dispersed.

Once the view that Kaido was an artificially created monster had been established, many of his otherwise incomprehensible actions could be explained.

Vlad absolutely refused to accept this. He would never allow the Government to take Vegapunk back so easily. The significance represented by that man was far beyond anything that could be judged by ordinary logic. Both the Government and Vlad attached extraordinary importance to him.