Song Dongn was getting excited.
Because the sword Techinque that Fang Yu took up was none other than the standard Pri Body Two Zero sword starting posture.
"Co on."
Fang Yu signaled him.
According to the logic of normal people, at this ti, it would have been silent and charging straight in.
But Song Dongn was different.
He actually said...
"Then I’m going to make a move! Are you ready?"
"...Just co."
"Okay, here I co!"
Song Dongn shouted, and seeing no reaction from Fang Yu, shouted again, ’I’m coming!’.
Fang Yu helplessly waved his sword in place a couple of tis for a feint, before Song Dongn actually charged with a tricolor qi gathering in his legs.
Sword rising, sword dancing, sword moving.
The Dagger Blade and Longsword drew beautiful arcs, cleanly and precisely cutting in.
The Longsword arrived first, slashing horizontally, calmly parried by Fang Yu with his Dagger Blade.
Then ca the Dagger Blade, diverted by Fang Yu’s Longsword, which then grazed a cut across Song Dongn’s chest.
-37!
[Song Dongn: 84/300.]
Pained, Song Dongn retreated and Fang Yu pursued.
His Longsword slashed towards his chest, forcing Song Dongn to stop and bring both swords up to block.
Clang!!
With great force and montum, Song Dongn was pushed back several ters, to the edge of the crowd, and when he looked up, he saw only a sharp sword edge slashing straight down, as if to split him in two.
In that instant, Song Dongn’s eyes saw only this one sword, the lethal blow!
"Ahhhhhhh!!"
He scread and raised both swords to block.
Clang!!
This ti, his intercrossed swords precisely blocked Fang Yu’s incoming Longsword.
But in the next second, his movents froze, and he was completely immobilized.
Because Fang Yu’s Dagger Blade was stopped right in front of his eye, less than a few centiters away.
The slightest movent from him would an his eyeball would be directly punctured.
Gulp.
Song Dongn swallowed saliva.
"This, this is not the Pri Body Two Zero sword technique!"
Fang Yu smiled.
"And your block isn’t part of the sword techniques either."
Song Dongn stood dumbfounded.
Looking down, he saw his hasty, life-and-death block was indeed not from the sword techniques, purely instinctive to stop the attack.
"You... you..."
Song Dongn tried to say sothing, then didn’t know what to say.
Swoosh—
Fang Yu sheathed his swords.
"Brother Song, the winner has been decided, help to pass the ssage back."
Then, looking around at those Foolish Underworld mbers.
"All right, disperse, get back to what you were doing. Mi Hengpeng, you stay."
"Yes!"
Mi Hengpeng complied, while the others left respectfully.
"That sword strike by Mr. Diao you just saw, right? A Longsword to strike the person, Dagger Blade to threaten the eyes, smooth as flowing clouds and water! Incomparable to that kid’s sword techinque, not on the sa level at all!"
"Of course! Everyone who has risen from the Foolish Underworld to the Third Hall has real skill. How many have fought their way out of life and death, what comparison is there to those frivolous moves? Utterly overestimating himself."
"Clean, decisive. Two strokes to end the fight. Mr. Diao’s strength is impressive."
"He must have been holding back; otherwise, I feel Mr. Diao could have decapitated that kid with the first sword strike."
Although the crowd dispersed, their discussion continued.
While Song Dongn lacked practical combat experience, his foundational stats were there, and he imdiately heard these discussions, which had not yet faded away, turning his face red with anger again.
"Diao Deyi, just you wait, today I lost, but I won’t give up, I will co back!"
He looked resolutely at Fang Yu, only to find that Fang Yu, along with Mi Hengpeng, had already headed back into the Foolish Underworld, almost out of sight.
Song Dongn, stunned, got up in frustration, stamped his foot, covered his chest wound, and walked away quickly.
"Don’t forget to pass the ssage."
Fang Yu’s shout ca from behind, making him freeze and then quicken his pace.
"Thin-skinned."
Fang Yu comnted.
"Sir speaks the truth."
Mi Hengpeng replied with respect.
Fang Yu laughed: "I heard you’re not yet a Ten Household rank? Just a novice at the Flower rank?"
"Yes."
"Your strength is not bad, why haven’t you broken through?"
"I am of dull talent, stuck on this level for two years, without progress. Lord Li Baizhen has examined , it seems... my potential is exhausted."
Mi Hengpeng was candid in his answer.
Potential exhausted, reaching one’s personal limit that early, is truly a pity.
Because Fang Yu saw this guy was only in his twenties, in the pri of life.
Anyone else would probably feel discontent.
And with soone provoking, going to extres and such, it wasn’t out of the question.
Although he had heard Lord Li Baizhen ntion such things before, this was the first ti he’d actually encountered it.
"Really no way to progress further?"
Mi Hengpeng sighed: "Stuck for two years, it seems... there’s no hope."
"Then do sothing else," Fang Yu abruptly changed the topic.
Mi Hengpeng imdiately understood and respectfully bowed: "Please enlighten , sir."
"I’m short of a yard in the Foolish Underworld, you help collect so information, and bring a list over. Once I settle in, if there’s anything to call you for, you all can gather in my territory."
Becoming a patrol commissioner ans not renting a house, but being given one, for free.
The benefits from above were generous, especially for the core forces.
Naturally, Fang Yu wanted to secure the free house.
Although he would live there, it would also be suitable for office use.
Now starting to have a foundation for his subordinates, it was necessary to have a gathering point.
Upon hearing this, Mi Hengpeng clearly hesitated.
He understood the implications of the words.
At present, although everyone belonged to Lord Li Baizhen’s faction.
But with the current situation unstable, and the fate of Lord Li Baizhen unclear.
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