That evening,
after Sun Yuan had left,
Ye ng was busy cleaning up the tea table, wiping and tidying up.
Fang Che was feeling smug.
"Heh heh, what does it matter if countless experts lay down a copper wall and iron wall? The Heavenly God Sect just wiped out the Xin Family so easily! This, hahaha, is really killing with laughter."
Ye ng looked at Fang Che with a dumbfounded face, showing her lack of understanding.
What are you so happy about, the Xin Family being wiped out?
It must be said that the girl’s baby fat paired with her big eyes, when making such a bewildered expression, was incredibly realistic.
No disguise needed to look sweet and silly.
"Idiot!"
Fang Che, looking at Ye ng’s bewildered eyes, cursed, "The legitimate heir of the Xin Family died by my hand, wouldn’t it be only a matter of ti before they sought revenge if they didn’t go extinct? Can’t you even think of that? Now that they’ve been wiped out, hasn’t it saved trouble?"
"You blockhead! When will you get a clue? How many levels of samurai are you? Go cultivate instead of standing there with your big eyes not understanding anything."
Fang Che irritably pointed a finger at Ye ng’s smooth forehead and scolded, "Such a nothing. When will I sell you off to a brothel!"
With a push of his finger,
Ye ng fell backward, landing in a perfect ingot shape.
Upside-down with a face full of sorrow.
...
Before dawn,
after receiving the ssage from Ye ng, the people responded, "Oh... so that’s how it is!"
"No wonder, no wonder..."
"Eh, if that’s so, doesn’t it an the Poison King and Snake King of the Heavenly God Sect are in this area?"
"Capture them!"
...
Fang Che had already started teaching.
For now, he was beginning his life at the Martial Arts Academy; after all, with so much he had done, he also needed to lay low.
Otherwise, both friends and foes would start to suspect.
It was worth ntioning that, on the day he started teaching,
leadership from the Academy ca to the class to comnd Fang Che.
For preventing potential blemishes on the Academy’s future, and for saving the people of Xiangyun City who could have been persecuted, he was awarded twenty points as a reward.
So Fang Che’s points terrifyingly reached a total of one hundred and seventy-six!
For a freshman at Baiyun Martial Academy, his points were the sole instance in a million years!
Even now, those in the fifth year imrsed in cultivation and tasks, those with more points than Fang Che, didn’t exceed two thousand!
One point could allow a student, without requiring high spiritual power or high-class food, living on ordinary food imbued with spiritual energy, to last ten days!
If one also needed Elixir Pills for cultivation, one point could cover food and pills for three days, which included renting a Star Spiritual Power Cultivation Room for an hour.
This made Mo Gan Yun die of envy.
His points, compared to other freshn, were already considered many, but next to Fang Che’s, they weren’t even close.
Not to ntion Fang Che also had a Gold dal.
There were also the recently awarded Guardian Hall dal, the Xiangyun City gratitude Gold dal, and yet another rit dal from Baiyun Martial Academy.
This ant Fang Che had entered the higher echelons’ line of sight.
Mo Gan Yun, with envy coloring his eyes, sought out Fang Che after class, "Treat to a al! For two months!"
"Why should I?"
Fang Che frowned.
"With so many points, can you even spend them all?"
Mo Gan Yun demanded angrily, "Treat to a al!"
Fang Che shook his head and sighed, "Old Mo, do you know? Envy is making you look really ugly right now."
Mo Gan Yun replied, "As long as you treat , I’ll accept even being ugly."
Fang Che sighed deeply, "As one of the few friends at Baiyun Martial Academy, I thought you would celebrate with . Because you know what I’ve experienced. With your family education, you should also understand and be able to imagine the dangers I’ve faced."
With that said, Mo Gan Yun cald down.
True, these matters could be easily understood with so thought.
How easy could it be to earn such rit?
Especially several at once.
Are the demons of the Demon Sect so easy to kill?
Just kidding!
The dangers Fang Che had faced were terrifying enough just thinking about them. It was like playing with his life hanging by a thread.
Fang Che patted Mo Gan Yun’s shoulder and said with emotion, "Really, that night, I thought I was never coming back. It wasn’t until the morning when I walked into the classroom and saw your face that I suddenly felt moved. I actually... survived."
"And I got to see my best brother again!"
He patted Mo Gan Yun’s shoulder vigorously, "Old Mo, my good brother."
Mo Gan Yun was touched and sighed, "Yeah, it’s truly not easy."
"I’m still a bit scared now. When I think about the giant bear paws in our Martial Arts Academy’s cafeteria, I almost thought I’d never get to eat them again in this lifeti, Old Mo. Do you rember the last ti you treated to bear paws?"
Fang Che’s face was filled with emotion.
Mo Gan Yun let out a gentle sigh, patted Fang Che’s shoulder, and said gravely, "My good brother, let’s not talk about that now. This morning, I’m treating you to those bear paws! I’ll make sure you eat to your heart’s content! Eat till you’re full!"
"Indeed, my good brother!"
Tears were about to roll down Fang Che’s cheeks, "Thank you!"
Noon.
Mo Gan Yun watched Fang Che, who was opposite him, eating with oil saring all over his mouth, and felt slightly stirred. This is my good brother, the first person he thought of after a life-and-death crisis was .
It was only after Fang Che had finished eating, when Mo Gan Yun went to settle the bill, that he suddenly scratched his head.
A puzzled look appeared on his face.
He turned to look at Fang Che’s oily face and mouth.
Then turned back to see his Identity Jade Token being swiped for points, and felt that sothing didn’t quite add up.
Eh?
Fang Che had already left.
Along the way, people kept greeting him, "Fang Che, finished eating?"
"Finished eating, my best brother picked up the tab."
"Ah, Mo Gan Yun?"
"Of course!"
"Envious of your friendship."
"Thanks."
Mo Gan Yun suddenly felt a sense of relief.
This is my brother, who cares about who treats whom to a al?
He didn’t see the complexity in the eyes of those greeting him.
All he saw was the envy in the eyes of those who looked at him and Fang Che.
Mo Gan Yun was even prouder.
He thought the others envied the bond of brotherhood he shared when in reality, they envied that Fang Che had such a sucker of a brother who could be mooched off continuously...
Ah, if only we had such a brother by our side after losing all our points, how great would that be?
Naturally, Mo Gan Yun’s generosity ca with a price.
During this period, Mo Gan Yun actually gained even more.
He sparred with Fang Che every day, and even though he got beaten up like a punching bag with bruises all over his face every single day.
But what he learned from Fang Che was much more!
Even more than all the treasures held by his Mo Family.
That was the complete standard techniques of Fang Che!
Even including the actions of standing up.
The posture of walking.
Let alone throwing a punch.
Do not underestimate a simple action of standing—while standing, anyone can do it. However, the coordination of the whole body, the distance between the two feet, the hanging of the hands, how to scientifically and quickly pull off a slice with a blade, a punch, a stab.
The position of the legs, how to have the fastest response to an enemy from any direction while at the most relaxed and suitable for resting position.
The center of gravity under the feet, which toe on the front foot bears the most weight, and which toe can be ready to push off and counterattack at any ti when most relaxed... and so on.
All this is science.
Even after learning the most basic standing posture, how to mobilize every muscle in the body based on it at any ti, and how the muscles can be mobilized at the fastest speed...
The coordination between the waist, abdon, and upper body with the legs!
This too, is science.
Every little detail might save a life on a fiercely dangerous battlefield!
This is the real foundation of being a martial artist!
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