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Chapter 199: A Greenhouse Flower, Unprepared for the Storm
Chapter 199: A Greenhouse Flower, Unprepared for the Storm
Fang Che strode forward with his mouth shut, not uttering a word.
However, his aura was fully unleashed, and wherever he went, the crowd was intimidated by his imposing presence, unconsciously making way for him.
He marched forward without the slightest hesitation.
From the perspective of those in front and to the side, as Fang Che advanced, wherever he went, the crowd parted like a rolling tide, automatically clearing a path for him.
It was as if a large ship suddenly sailed through the vast ocean.
The leaders of Tianren Martial Academy all narrowed their eyes.
Fang Che's aura was incredibly powerful.
Moreover, as he advanced, his aura intensified, and with each stride, his presence became more formidable.
Behind Fang Che, where several female students had been sitting, they now had their mouths wide open, witnessing his majestic and awe-inspiring stride, like a tiger walking leisurely through the courtyard.
Their eyes were filled with enchantment.
"So domineering!"
"So handsome!"
Nong Xuejian watched as Fang Che's aura grew increasingly grand, and a playful smile appeared in his eyes.
He already knew what Fang Che was about to do—Fang Che had also identified Xue Wanshi's weakness: a lack of experience in battles.
Therefore, he gathered his killing intent.
Because new soldiers lacked the aura of killing.
As Fang Che calmly approached the stage, his aura was like that of a deity walking with the heavens and earth, overwhelming and unstoppable.
He paused.
Squinting, he looked up at Xue Wanshi.
Yu Zhongge excitedly called out from behind, "Brother Fang!"
Fang Che nodded without turning back, and calmly said, "Rest assured, I'm here."
I'm here!
These words caused a surge of warmth in the hearts of Ding Zeren, Mo Gaiyun, Yu Zhongge, Jing Shuanggao, and the others.
In an instant, their eyes turned red.
The black robe flashed.
A dark golden light flickered, and starlight shone all around.
Fang Che had already ascended the platform.
With a flick of his hand, the cloak fell into his grasp, along with the swords inside it. With a whoosh, they transformed into a black shadow and flew towards Xue Wanshi like a swallow returning to its nest.
Xue Wanshi hurriedly caught it.
On the platform, Fang Che stood tall, his arms like a monkey's, his waist slender, his shoulders broad, and his figure graceful.
Countless female spectators couldn't help but exclaim, as another handsome young man had joined the competition.
This was probably the most handsome and captivating participant in the entire competition, and what was even more impressive was his domineering and composed demeanor.
"You're Fang Che!" Xue Wanshi's gaze was fixed on Fang Che's face.
"I am Fang Che," he replied.
Fang Che said indifferently, "The winner has been decided. Tianren Martial Academy has already claimed the championship, and I have no intention of challenging your title."
He smiled faintly and added, "I'm not here to play around. My son couldn't handle me if I did."
"I'm here to teach my son a lesson!"
Xue Wanshi, enraged, shouted, "Fang Che, today I'll show the world how to teach a grandson a lesson!"
With a clang, he drew his longsword and roared, "Come on!"
Fang Che slowly unsheathed his blade, holding it in his hand with the tip pointing towards the sky, and smiled, "Come."
Xue Wanshi roared, and his sword trembled. With a dragon's roar, the sword's light flashed like lightning across the sky, aiming at Fang Che.
Just as it was about to reach him, Fang Che stomped his foot on the ground and took a fierce step forward with his other foot, leaning forward in a pouncing motion. The tip of his blade pointed directly at Xue Wanshi's face.
In an instant, a chilling sword intent surged.
The malevolent aura of countless demon lords he had slain, the ancient demon lord's aura, the overwhelming killing intent, and the formidable presence all converged into a torrent, rushing towards Xue Wanshi.
In that moment, he was completely enveloped! At the same time, Fang Che's foot slammed onto the ground, causing the entire platform to shake with a loud rumble.
His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he shouted, "Roar!"
Xue Wanshi's aura, which was at the forefront, was instantly crushed by Fang Che's overwhelming presence. Immediately, the sword intent formed a freezing barrier around him, like a naked body in the midst of an icy blizzard.
Suddenly, his divine perception seemed to waver, and everything before him darkened.
His eyes widened in fear, for he clearly saw the Gate of the Dead suddenly open, releasing countless ghosts with missing limbs, headless bodies, and those torn into several pieces. Innumerable ghost spirits rushed towards him!
In an instant, he was engulfed in a sea of blood and corpses.
The shrill cries of the ghosts were not of this mortal world.
Just then, Fang Che's foot slammed down, causing the platform to shake with a loud rumble. In Xue Wanshi's eyes, the world seemed to flip upside down, and a sea of blood and filth rose, with countless evil spirits rushing towards him.
"Ahhhh..."
Xue Wanshi's body turned cold with fear, and he screamed in terror, feeling as if the ghosts had already devoured him. With a sword in his hand, he had completely lost his senses.
At that moment, Fang Che's deafening roar echoed, "Roar!"
His eyes were filled with killing intent, solidifying into substance.
Fang Che, having experienced countless life-and-death battles, had long ago infused his aura with the malevolence of the demon lords he had slain, including that of the ancient demon lord.
Xue Wanshi, on the other hand, was at the level of friendly sparring, and had only experienced a few life-and-death battles. Moreover, Fang Che's cultivation was far superior to Xue Wanshi's, and in every aspect, he was completely overwhelmed...
At this moment, there was only one feeling.
I'm dead.
I'm about to die!
With a loud clang, Xue Wanshi's consciousness was snatched away, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground. He knelt before Fang Che with a thud, pleading, "Spare me, spare me... Oh... Ahhhh..."
Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and within the blood, there was something yellow. Then, he flipped his eyes and fainted.
A foul stench filled the air, and to everyone's surprise, the source was a stream of urine and feces.
The crowd was frozen in fear, their faces contorted in terror.
Snow Wanshi charged forward, and Fang Che suddenly made a swooping motion with his knife, followed by a loud shout. Snow Wanshi then unexpectedly threw his sword, knelt down, and begged for mercy, only to faint from the overwhelming stench of urine and feces...
What just happened?
Only the most experienced martial artists could understand what had transpired. Snow Wanshi had been directly suppressed by Fang Che's overwhelming aura, his knife intent overpowering Snow Wanshi's battle intent. The malevolent aura had directly stunned Snow Wanshi's mind, and the killing intent had shattered his divine soul, leaving him in a state of shock.
Five steps of impact.
Fang Che had completely overwhelmed Snow Wanshi, causing internal injuries and terrifying him to the core. The stench of urine and feces lingered in the air.
The entire audience of the Heavenly Man Martial Academy stood up in shock, their eyes wide with disbelief as they stared at Fang Che.
Even the Lord of Snow Condensing Sword, who had been observing the match, was now staring intently at Fang Che.
How could this young man have such a heavy malevolent aura? How many people had he killed to possess such an aura?
Although Snow Wanshi was just a young noble from a prestigious family, he had not yet experienced the bloody storms of the martial world nor had he faced many life-and-death battles.
However, to be so terrified to the point of losing control of his bodily functions was indeed unexpected.
Fang Che looked at Snow Wanshi and sighed softly. He lifted Snow Wanshi by the scruff of his neck, and as he did so, the stench of urine and feces spread around them.
"Someone come and take him away. Treat his injuries and clean him up. It's not a good look for the champion to be in such a state when he goes up to receive his award later. Tsk, tsk."
The crowd fell silent.
"Put him down!" someone shouted.
"Oh, okay." Fang Che released Snow Wanshi, who fell to the ground with a loud splat, landing in his own filth.
Someone leaped onto the stage and placed a hand on Snow Wanshi's pulse. Turning his head, he said, "Ugh, ugh..."
Suddenly, anger flashed across his face. "You've ruined his foundation in martial arts?"
Fang Che replied calmly, "This teacher speaks responsibly. Under everyone's eyes, in public, I didn't even lay a finger on him. I just shouted. How was I to know he'd be so easily frightened?"
He turned to Jing Shuanggao and scolded, "You're useless too. If you had shouted at him earlier, it would have been over by now."
Jing Shuanggao's face turned red with shame. "Leader, I'm sorry, I forgot..."
"You've just given away the championship like this. How are you going to explain this back at the academy? It was such an easy task." Fang Che spoke with frustration, clearly disappointed in Jing Shuanggao.
Fang Che continued to express his disappointment as he walked down the stage, saying, "Ah, what a mess this is."
"Don't go! Stop!" The man who had shouted earlier yelled.
Fang Che turned around, puzzled. "What? I can't leave?"
The Dean of the Heavenly Man Martial Academy had also come up to the stage. "What's going on here?"
"Snow Wanshi is ruined! His divine perception has been shattered by the malevolent aura. His gallbladder is likely ruptured from fear, and he may never recover from this..." The instructor's voice trembled as he spoke.
The Dean glared at Fang Che. "Did you go too far?"
Before Fang Che could respond, the Lord of Snow Condensing Sword spoke up, his expression displeased. "How are you fit to be a Dean? This was a fair competition. Just now, your student nearly turned him into a human stick. Why didn't you say something then?"
"With your attitude, how can you be a Dean? A student's cultivation should be tested in real combat, not just in theory. Without the tempering of life-and-death battles, they can't even withstand a little malevolent aura. Is this how you teach your students at the Heavenly Man Martial Academy?" The Dean's body trembled as he listened to these words.
These few sentences from the Lord of Snow Condensing Sword carried immense weight, especially as they were spoken in front of the entire audience. It was as good as removing the Dean from his position!
With these words from the Lord of Snow Condensing Sword, even if Xue Fuxiao were here, he couldn't save the Dean's position! At this moment, the Lord of Snow Condensing Sword also felt he had gone too far, but that was just his personality; once he went too far, he couldn't hold back.
Turning to Fang Che, he asked, "At such a young age, how do you have such a heavy malevolent aura?"
Fang Che respectfully bowed. "I've killed many demon lords, so my malevolent aura has naturally increased."
The Lord of Snow Condensing Sword nodded. "What Fang Che said earlier is true. A flower in a greenhouse cannot withstand the wind and rain. This Snow Wanshi is just like that, strong on the surface, with cultivation and martial skills, speed and realm, but lacking in combat experience."
"He lacks the understanding that comes from life-and-death battles."
"What use is it to cultivate to the Supreme Realm in a martial academy if you can't even face malevolent auras on the battlefield? How can he avoid malevolent auras for his entire life?"
(End of Chapter)
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