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Chapter 197: I Am Fang Che, [A Cigarette Ash Falls, Alliance Adds 13 More Chapters]
Chapter 197: I Am Fang Che, [A Cigarette Ash Falls, Alliance Adds 13 More Chapters]
This was Ding Zeren's trump card.
He had been keeping it all along.
For this very moment.
And in the first battle, a victory was crucial.
It was Ding Zeren's obsession!
His lonely eyes shone with dazzling brilliance.
At this moment, he even seemed radiant! Even if I don't have much time left, this represents the decisive victory of White Cloud Martial Academy, and I want it!
A soft sound echoed.
A sword pierced through his chest.
It should have pierced his heart, but Ding Zeren altered its direction slightly.
A sword through the chest.
A killing blow!
Just as Shen Changshan was about to reach out and grasp the fruit of victory, he was struck down by Ding Zeren's decisive sword!
This sword cut off all suspense and shattered the Heavenly Man Martial Academy's dream of a perfect victory.
The entire arena erupted in spontaneous exclamations of surprise.
The long sword flashed, revealing half of its blade behind Shen Changshan's back, dripping with bright red blood that caught the eye.
Ding Zeren held the hilt, standing still in front of Shen Changshan's chest.
He couldn't move. If he did, Shen Changshan might die.
Medical personnel rushed onto the stage.
The outcome was clear.
In this battle, Ding Zeren emerged victorious!
White Cloud Martial Academy, despite their apparent disadvantage in strength, managed to overcome the stronger opponent and secured the first victory with difficulty!
On the first row, the members of Heavenly Man Martial Academy were frozen in expression.
Since the start of the grand competition, this Ding Zeren had been using his right-handed sword skills, passing through one challenge after another, and no one knew how many experts he had defeated.
He fought his way to this point.
No one knew that his true expertise was actually left-handed sword skills! Moreover, he had kept it hidden until the final move of the finals.
He counterattacked and killed.
Shen Changshan was already being carried away.
The referee announced Ding Zeren's victory.
Just as Ding Zeren was about to leave the stage, he suddenly felt a sword intent enveloping him.
In that instant, he felt his hair stand on end, and his innate sword bone reacted, his entire body transforming into a sword-like entity as he abruptly turned around.
He found himself facing the sword aura-like gaze of Lord of Snow Condensing Sword.
Lord of Snow Condensing Sword spoke softly, "You're Ding Zeren?"
Ding Zeren bowed, "Ding Zeren pays his respects to Lord of the Sword."
As he bowed, Lord of Snow Condensing Sword carefully observed him.
Under the influence of the sword intent, Ding Zeren's body exuded sword intent without any sign of weakening.
"Not bad!"
Lord of Snow Condensing Sword had been forced to come by San San, but at this moment, he truly felt a sense of joy in finding a worthy disciple.
He said softly, "Ding Zeren, would you like to study under me?!"
In Ding Zeren's eyes, a light burst forth, reaching an extreme brilliance.
At this moment, he seemed to glow.
He nodded vigorously, his excitement reaching its peak as he said, "I'm willing!"
Suddenly, he felt like he had a chance to turn his life around! At this moment, Ding Zeren's heart almost stopped beating! Everyone was left speechless!
Lord of the Sword was going to take on a disciple, and this was just a rumor, but unexpectedly, he had witnessed it himself!
He had taken notice of Ding Zeren!
Mo Gaiyun, Qiu Yunshang, Yu Zhongge, and the four others cheered, jumping up in excitement.
They couldn't contain the excitement in their hearts!
The four of them felt that even if they lost, it was worth it.
Lord of Snow Condensing Sword laughed, "Follow me now."
Ding Zeren hesitated and asked, "Can I have some time?"
Everyone in the arena became anxious for him.
Why wait to follow a master? Don't provoke a benefactor!
Lord of Snow Condensing Sword smiled, "Why?"
"I want to see if we can win this battle," Ding Zeren said, lowering his head.
"Speak with your head raised," Lord of Snow Condensing Sword said.
"Yes."
Ding Zeren lifted his head, revealing his thin face, and said, "I also want to bid farewell to my companions."
His eyes shone with brilliance as he said, "Most importantly, I haven't said goodbye to my leader yet!"
"Your leader?" Lord of Snow Condensing Sword's eyes showed a strange expression.
"Yes, my leader!" Ding Zeren replied firmly.
Lord of Snow Condensing Sword smiled, "Then, I'll wait a little longer."
"Thank you, Lord of the Sword!"
...
The entire arena fell silent.
Such a childish reason, and Lord of Snow Condensing Sword actually agreed to it!
The competition continued.
"Yu Zhongge of White Cloud Martial Academy versus Zhu Jianghai of Heavenly Man Martial Academy."
The intensity of this battle left everyone speechless.
It was hard to understand why the students of White Cloud Martial Academy, despite being a level behind in cultivation, fought so fiercely. Moreover, in terms of momentum, they seemed to gain an advantage after falling behind.
What was the reason for this? Yu Zhongge had deep foundations, and Zhu Jianghai was a level and a half higher in martial rank than Yu Zhongge.
Yu Zhongge relied on his solid foundations, stubbornly holding his ground against Zhu Jianghai.
In his mind, he thought of Wu Zhi Bing's battle.
If Wu Zhi Bing could fight with determination, why couldn't he bring honor to the martial academy?
From the beginning of the first half of the match, Yu Zhongge had been at a disadvantage, but he stubbornly persisted, clinging to Zhu Jianghai, attacking and striking back.
Even if he took three punches, he had to land one in return.
They fought to the very end, and both of them were lying on the arena, panting heavily.
"I didn't lose! I didn't lose!" Yu Zhongge muttered to himself.
Across from him, Zhu Jianghai also lay down, saying, "I didn't lose, I didn't lose..."
Both of them were completely exhausted.
But they forced themselves to stay conscious, neither of them fainting.
They struggled to keep their eyes open, biting their lips to stay alert.
Because whoever fainted would be considered the loser.
The referee announced, "This battle is a draw! Currently, Baiyun Martial Academy has one win and one draw!"
Upon hearing this, both of them finally fainted.
It was a draw.
Worth it!
Then came the third match, Mo Gaiyun from Baiyun Martial Academy against Lu Youlin from Tianren Martial Academy.
As the two of them stepped onto the stage, the audience burst into laughter.
Because it was rare to see two such giants fighting! Mo Gaiyun was 2.3 meters tall.
And this Lu Youlin was surprisingly around 2.27 meters tall.
Both of them were robust and muscular, their bodies reaching the extreme!
Suddenly, the crowd felt as if they had entered a land of giants.
Even in Cong Xuejian's eyes, a look of astonishment and amusement appeared.
At this moment, Fang Che finally awoke from his meditation.
He felt that his understanding of the sword path had taken another step forward.
On the spectator stand, the two giants had already stepped onto the stage, and the audience couldn't help but laugh at the sight.
"Why did they change to these two big guys? Ding Zeren?" Fang Che asked.
A few girls beside him pouted resentfully, "You didn't pay attention to anyone just now, Ding Zeren has been off the stage for a long time... It's already the third match."
"So fast..."
"Seeing you practicing, we didn't dare to disturb you... Do you know this Mo Gaiyun? He's so cute, especially with that red cloth wrapped around him, he's so robust. They say he's called Red Sovereign, although the boys are all laughing at him, but we feel that he really has a formidable presence."
One of the girls had stars in her eyes.
Fang Che's face turned black with lines.
Red Sovereign is so mighty! Even this can attract fangirls.
On the stage.
Lu Youlin laughed and said, "Mo Gaiyun, I've been paying attention to you for a long time."
"Is that so? I've also been paying attention to you," Mo Gaiyun replied.
"There's something I find strange. That red cloth on your head has 'Beyond Fang Che' written on it!"
Lu Youlin said, "Many people have asked you about it, but you never explained its meaning. Can you tell us now?"
Mo Gaiyun hesitated for a moment, finally sighing and saying, "Since our physiques are similar, I'll tell you because you asked."
The audience burst into laughter.
This reason is really meaningful.
Similar physiques.
But to be honest, it's probably hard to find someone on the entire continent with a physique and strength similar to yours.
Someone in the audience shouted, "You two are a perfect match!"
The laughter grew louder.
Mo Gaiyun also laughed and said, "Fang Che is our leader. His strength is far superior to ours, so my goal is to surpass him! It's that simple!"
Lu Youlin was surprised and asked, "Your leader? What grade is he in?"
"What do you mean by grade? He's in the same grade as us, the first year."
Mo Gaiyun proudly said, "This time, our leader didn't come, otherwise, Leader Fang would have fought against all of you from Tianren Martial Academy!"
Mo Gaiyun's voice was loud, and this statement reached many people's ears.
Fang Che's face turned black.
This guy really doesn't know that this statement offends people.
Like fighting against grandchildren! The speaker had no intention, but the listeners took it to heart.
At that moment, both Lu Youlin on the stage and Xue Wanshi below the stage had grim expressions.
Even countless people from Tianren Martial Academy in the audience showed anger on their faces.
Mo Gaiyun was smug.
He said it on purpose because there was a 90% chance of losing in the first-year matches. At this moment, even though Mo Gaiyun knew he would offend people, he still wanted to bring Fang Che out to save face for Baiyun Martial Academy.
Otherwise, where would Baiyun Martial Academy's reputation go?
In Mo Gaiyun's heart, offending people was just offending people. He was from the Mo family, so what was there to fear?
Mo Gaiyun still had some wits about him.
"Since your leader is so capable, why didn't he come to compete?" Lu Youlin's smile turned cold.
Mo Gaiyun said, "My leader naturally has his reasons for not coming. What's it to you? He thinks it's enough for us to fight against you!"
Lu Youlin laughed loudly, filled with mockery, and said, "Maybe I can fight your leader Fang Che like fighting against a grandson!"
Hearing him insult Fang Che, Mo Gaiyun immediately became furious, "Are you looking for a beating?"
"You're the one looking for a beating!"
The two of them clashed like two ancient giant beasts.
A loud boom echoed.
The arena shook slightly.
Everyone's eyes widened in surprise.
The arena shook under the might of Wu Zhi Bing, a fifth-year student. We accept that. But why are these two first-year students so fierce?
But upon seeing their physiques, everyone understood.
As soon as they started fighting, the stage seemed to be filled with explosions, booming and rumbling, with continuous muffled thunder-like sounds.
Below the stage.
That girl asked Fang Che, "Junior, that leader Mo Gaiyun, is he the same Fang Che you know?"
"I know him well," Fang Che replied.
"What does he look like?" The girl was curious, and the others also perked up their ears.
"His looks are average, similar to mine," Fang Che said.
"So he's not ugly. Is his strength high?"
"It's okay, not extremely high, similar to mine," Fang Che said.
"Oh, so Junior, you're quite skilled, huh?"
"Average, average."
The girl asked, "Then, what's your name, Junior?"
"My name is Fang Che."
"..."
(End of Chapter)
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