Clang, clang, clang, three clashes.
The imnse force finally suppressed the unconscious Fang Che, forcing him to retreat.
Then Li Changkong transford entirely into a large hamr, wielding a long sword, relentlessly slashing at Fang Che.
One cut after another.
With trendous force.
It seed as if he was treating Fang Che as a tal block to be forged.
Clang, clang, clang...
Each cut was a total suppression, without causing any harm to Fang Che.
As he hamred away, Li Changkong adjusted his strength, feeling so shocked that he was almost bewildered.
This guy... how is his power endless?
After suppressing him with three hundred consecutive strikes, when this guy slashed again, his strength hadn’t diminished at all!
Are you a demon in disguise?
Even a King level genius, at the Peak of Ninth Grade, should have exhausted their strength by now.
Yet this kid still seed inexhaustible.
Another hundred consecutive sword strikes rained down, repeatedly knocking Fang Che onto the ring.
Boom, boom, boom, boom...
Finally.
Fang Che no longer retaliated completely, leapt up, bleeding from all seven orifices, wielding a sword and fleeing through the air in a fluster: "Instructor Li... this is a King level battle, why did you step in? This is against the rules."
As soon as he said that.
An Ruoxing, Old Man Shen, Song Yidao, and others from afar all breathed a sigh of relief.
Geez, he finally woke up.
Never seen such a freak, catching over four hundred strikes at Emperor level cultivation while in a state of sudden enlightennt!
Li Changkong snorted and said: "You think I wanted to step in."
Smiling broadly, he said: "It’s good you’re awake. When I get back, I’ll tell Instructor Bing about this, and I bet Instructor Bing will be so happy he won’t sleep all night."
Fang Che was a bit stunned and said: "So I won, right."
"You won!"
An Ruoxing laughed heartily: "Definitely the champion! First place. This ti, representing our Southeast Headquarters at the main tournant, that’s going to be you!"
Suddenly, thousands of people in the audience jumped up simultaneously, shouting with all their might.
"Fang Xiaohua!!"
"Mighty!!"
Then erupted a sea-like roar of laughter.
Everyone was joyous.
...
Fang Che’s miraculous breakthrough was like a calming presence for everyone on Southeast Road. With Fang Xiaohua around, no matter what, Southeast won’t lose face this ti!
Old Man Shen grabbed An Ruoxing and asked: "Who’s leading the team to the headquarters?"
An Ruoxing replied: "Of course, General Zhao is leading the team."
Old Man Shen said: "Then I’m going too."
An Ruoxing originally wanted to refuse right away, but considering Fang Che’s monstrous performance, if Zhao Shanhe really wanted to suppress him...
If sothing happened to such a genius, it would be the Continent’s loss.
So he swallowed back the refusal that was about to co out and said: "Then I’ll go too."
Although An Ruoxing was sure Zhao Shanhe wouldn’t do sothing so shaless, after all, they’ve been old buddies for so many years. Except for acting a bit unusual with Fang Che, Zhao Shanhe had no other faults.
But An Ruoxing couldn’t afford to be careless.
If sothing happened to this unparalleled genius, Lord Xue might eat him alive.
Might as well go myself.
While the two were discussing, Zhao Shanhe was listening in the main hall, nearly grinding his teeth to pieces.
I’m really not a despicable person!
He thought about how An Ruoxing had been constantly asking him which Shi Family instructed him to suppress Fang Che.
Zhao Shanhe was speechless.
This guy invited him to drink several tis, desperately trying to get him drunk, and even sealed his cultivation beforehand to pry words out of him.
Damn, they really don’t regard as their superior.
Indeed, there was soone instructing him, but he didn’t dare to ntion it at all!
Who could understand the bitterness in his heart... Boohoo...
Song Yidao was receiving blessings filled with envy and jealousy from each Hall Master.
Seeing the situation, with such a genius under his banner, if nothing else happens, Baiyun State Guardian Hall will definitely stand out.
Song Yidao’s face was stiff from laughing, yet he still wanted to show off, pulling each Hall Master to talk nonstop.
Continuously being humble and sighing.
"Ah, it’s too early to say, Fang Che might not even make it through the headquarters selection yet..."
"As for standing out or not, we’re not after vain fa, we’re all for the peace of the Continent..."
"Besides, you stood out today too, I spotted your face in the crowd at first glance, as big as your butt..."
"Ah... don’t go, let’s chat so more..."
Several Hall Masters, with darkened faces and muttering curses, desperately dodged away from Song Yidao. How many years has this fool not shown off?
Absolutely detestable.
Song Yidao, grinning widely, chased people all around. Playing a sorrowful face, yet uncontrollably laughing continuously.
The Hall Masters wished they could stuff that thing that cos out of their behinds every morning into Song Yidao’s gaping mouth.
The rest would go on his bald head!
Fang Che already stood in front of Ye ng.
Ye ng held up a large cloak and draped it over him, her eyes twinkling, softly saying: "You were really impressive today."
Fang Che chuckled and said: "In what way impressive?"
"Anyway, very impressive."
"Doesn’t it make your heart flutter?"
Ye ng’s face turned red, pouting, "Humph... yes."
Fang Che leaned in and whispered in her ear: "I can be more impressive tonight!"
Ye ng blushed to her ears, turned around, and went to talk with Old Man Shen.
Old Man Shen was delighted to see Ye ng, laughing heartily, incessantly advising: "Pay attention to your health, don’t overwork, quickly find a maid to serve... most importantly, hurry and have kids..."
Ye ng’s face was beet red, nodding repeatedly, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s.
...
That night, Old Man Shen directly picked a place and so wine, asked An Ruoxing to book a table, then dragged Fang Che to treat everyone.
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