The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 352: Fang Zhe, the School Belle, is Majestic! [10,000 Words] (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 352: Fang Zhe, the School Belle, is Majestic! [10,000 Words] (Part 1)

Chapter 352: Fang Zhe, the School Belle, is Majestic! [10,000 Words] (Part 1)

There were thirty-seven participants in the Martial King Level Selection.

Among the seventeen from the Guardian Pavilion, only eleven were gathered; there were six from the Cloudy Continent Martial Academy and twenty from the headquarters.

In this selection, the Cloudy Continent Martial Academy surprisingly took the majority.

Fang Che turned his head and saw Elder Shen and Li Changkong standing on one side of the crowd, smiling and noding at him. Fang Che's heart warmed, and he slightly nodded back, revealing a brilliant smile.

Then, he entered the hall with the others and saw two people sitting above.

General Zhao Shanhe sat high above with a solemn expression. As soon as he saw Fang Che, he immediately adjusted his mood, and his face darkened, shooting out a disdainful look.

Deputy General An Ruoxing sat on a slightly lower chair to the side, a smile on his handsome face.

His eyes immediately fell on Fang Che, and he faintly revealed a smile, nodding slightly.

"Greetings, General Zhao."

The thirty-seven people saluted in unison, thirty-six of them bowing deeply, while only Fang Che, standing tall among them, bowed slightly and then straightened up.

Zhao Shanhe's face darkened further.

Staring at Fang Che, he said indifferently, "Fang Che, why aren't you saluting?"

Fang Che snorted and said, "General Zhao, I just bowed to you a moment ago."

"You call that a salute?" Zhao Shanhe said angrily. "Such a perfunctory gesture!"

Fang Che replied, "General Zhao, how do you want me to salute? If you wish, I can even kneel. As long as you think it's not enough, I can continue saluting."

Zhao Shanhe's face turned ashen, and he shouted, "You're showing disrespect to your superior!"

Fang Che said, "General Zhao, I don't know where to begin with this. I don't understand what I've done to offend you."

Zhao Shanhe's face was as dark as charcoal.

But Fang Che had indeed saluted, even if his bow was shallow. Still, he had bowed.

If the General Zhao were to say something like 'your bow wasn't deep enough,' even he would feel embarrassed.

An Ruoxing laughed and said, "General Zhao, please calm down. It's understandable that Fang Che, as the General Overseer of the Guardian Pavilion, doesn't know the proper etiquette. Let it go, let it go."

Zhao Shanhe snorted, his chest filled with suppressed anger as he glared at Fang Che.

The other thirty-six people who had saluted together looked at Fang Che, their competitor, with awe-struck eyes as if he were a celestial being.

Wow.

There was actually someone this bold in this world.

A mere General Overseer of the Guardian Pavilion had the audacity to openly confront the General of the Southeast Headquarters. What a remarkable person!

"All thirty-seven of you, pair up and fight. In the end, there can only be one winner who will follow me to the Guardian Headquarters to participate in the next selection."

Zhao Shanhe clearly had no interest in this.

He omitted all the formalities and official speeches.

"Go and wait outside. You'll be on the arena soon! The winner will receive a reward."

With a wave of his hand, he was about to dismiss the crowd.

Fang Che raised his voice and asked, "May I ask what the reward is? Is it a merit point reward?"

Zhao Shanhe held his breath, his voice filled with malice, "You, a mere King Rank First Stage, dare to ask for a reward?"

Fang Che said, "I wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous, but with so many seniors from the Cloudy Continent Martial Academy here, I want to be clear. If it's twenty merit points, then everyone can stop hoping."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

An Ruoxing started coughing.

Zhao Shanhe's face turned ashen, and he slammed his fist on the table.

Just then, a loud voice was heard from outside, with a strange tone, "This Southeast Headquarters is so full of itself. Acting like a broken official, as if they've become the Grand Overseer of the Guardians. Tsk, tsk, showing off and throwing their weight around at subordinates. So skilled, they must practice this all the time."

It was Elder Shen's voice.

Then, Li Changkong's voice was heard, "Your temper is so bad. What's the occasion? Can't you hold back a little? After all these years, do you know how many gifts it took to become the General? So much money spent, and now you're showing off and acting tough."

Elder Shen: "You're right. After all, they wouldn't dare to show off to their superiors or peers. They can only throw their weight around and assert their authority over lower-ranking subordinates. Changkong..."

Li Changkong respectfully asked, "What instructions do you have for me, Elder Brother?"

"You must cultivate diligently in the future. If you're sent out as an official, without strength, you can't act tough."

Li Changkong frowned and said, "Elder Brother, what are you talking about? Can't I act tough without strength? I can send gifts. I can pull some strings. As long as I'm in power, I can act tough."

"You're absolutely right," Elder Shen nodded.

Li Changkong said, "Besides, I wouldn't dare to act tough in front of important figures or those with connections. Can't I pick on a small overseer and act tough? If he dares to fight back, I'll immediately reward him with twenty merit points!"

"That's right, that's absolutely right!"

Elder Shen burst into laughter, giving a thumbs up, "Your methods are incredible. That's called 'praise-killing.' Yes, praise-killing!"

Li Changkong humbly said, "Elder Brother, you flatter me. I'm just thinking it through. You haven't seen how I can be soft and hard, big and small, kowtowing and bowing. If I meet someone from a big family, hehe..."

"What would you do?" Elder Shen asked curiously.

"I might just call him 'Daddy' right there and then," Li Changkong said proudly, tilting his head back.

"..."

The thousands of people in the hall were all left dumbfounded.

The selection was ongoing, but these two were outside cracking jokes?

"Cough..."

An Ruoxing couldn't hold back a cough and quickly rushed out under Zhao Shanhe's murderous gaze.

Facing Elder Shen and Li Changkong, he scolded, "What are you two doing?

Elder Shen and Li Changkong were left bewildered as they exchanged glances, "Deputy Sect Master, what's going on? Did we commit a crime just by having a conversation between the two of us?"

"Did we even have the right to speak?" Elder Shen asked, his face filled with sadness. "Have I really fallen to such a pitiful state after a lifetime of life and death struggles?"

Li Changkong's face fell, "So even discussing things with my own brother is not allowed... Sigh, I've seen it all now..."

A loud bang echoed through the hall.

It was Zhao, the Sect Master, who had smashed the table and stormed out.

I'm about to lose it.

Being mocked while carrying the blame, I can't even say a word. And I have to continue bearing this blame, enduring the suppression...

Elder Shen turned to An Ruoxing, "Deputy Sect Master, who is this person with such a temper? This is too impolite, destroying public property. Shouldn't they compensate for it? If everyone follows their example and smashes something, where will the Southeast Headquarters' authority stand?"

"You shut up too!"

An Ruoxing leaned in close, his voice harsh, "Even after the person ran away, you still haven't finished?"

Elder Shen chuckled, lowering his voice, "For this kind of joke, I prepared fifteen such acts for Zhao Shanhe. As long as he's present, I'll perform for him."

"..."

An Ruoxing's face turned black.

He tapped his finger on Elder Shen's forehead and muttered under his breath, "You're just being cheap."

Elder Shen was not pleased. He grabbed An Ruoxing by the collar, "Who are you calling cheap? Explain yourself..."

An Ruoxing quickly retreated back into the hall.

Zhao Shanhe had to leave to maintain order.

Otherwise, the selection process at the Southeast Headquarters would become a joke.

Rubbing his brow, he sighed inwardly. Zhao Shanhe was truly having the worst luck.

He had only slightly used his power to suppress a mere minor overseer, but it turned out that he had encountered the whipping boy of the entire White Cloud Martial Academy.

During this period, whenever there was a meeting at the headquarters, the grandmaster of the White Cloud Martial Academy, Gao Qingyu, would definitely be present.

Every time the leaders asked, 'Shall we conclude the meeting here? Does anyone have anything else to say?'

Gao Qingyu would always be the first to stand up and shout, "I, Gao Qingyu of the White Cloud Martial Academy, hereby report that the Southeast Region's Sect Master, Zhao Shanhe, has abused his power for personal gain, engaged in corruption, bribery, and suppression of newcomers. He has no conscience and should be the leader of the Night Demon Sect..."

Zhao Shanhe's reputation, built over a lifetime, was now ruined by this group of hooligans.

...

Back in the hall, An Ruoxing smiled, "Everyone, please wait outside. The selection battle will begin this afternoon. Remember to go to the arena to watch later."

He looked at Fang Che and said, "Since only the first place will be chosen, the reward for first place is a thousand points. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

Fang Che smiled warmly and respectfully, "Deputy Sect Master An is truly a good person."

An Ruoxing rolled his eyes.

Am I a good person... then Zhao Shanhe is a bad person?

You're determined to make Zhao Shanhe so angry that he'll swear not to stop until he's sick.

The crowd filed out, but before leaving, they all gave Fang Che a deep look, except for twenty or so King-ranked students from the White Cloud Martial Academy who stayed behind, surrounding Fang Che with smiles.

"Fang Che is so fierce."

"Exactly, I was so stunned just now."

Fang Che hurriedly forced a bitter smile, "Do you think I want to be this fierce? Why don't you try being fierce?"

"We wouldn't dare."

The twenty students shook their heads in unison like rattles.

We're good at watching the show, but when it comes to acting it out ourselves, we'd rather not.

"If we're talking about fierceness, it's Elder Shen and Instructor Li who are the real deal."

Another student sighed, "I also want to be like them, but unfortunately, I lack the strength."

"Hehe... You can try it too."

The students all gave each other sidelong glances and left together.

Elder Shen, swaying his body, had already walked over and blocked Fang Che's path, his face dark and his eyes glaring, "You little brat, did you forget something?"

Instructor Li also had a face full of anger, "I also think you forgot something."

Fang Che's eyes widened in confusion, "What did I forget?"

His mind raced, but he couldn't recall anything.

What did I forget? Elder Shen narrowed his eyes, and with a slap to the back of Fang Che's head, he sent him crashing to the ground. "Where's the wedding banquet you promised us?"

Fang Che suddenly realized, and as he got up, rubbing the back of his head, he was met with another slap from Instructor Li in the same spot, sending him crashing to the ground again, "Where's the wedding banquet for the two of us?"

Fang Che, still rubbing the back of his head, apologized repeatedly, "It's my fault, my mistake. I've been too busy these days and forgot. I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Two more slaps landed on him, "And you still want to wait until you get back to make it up?"

"I'll make it up right after I finish this afternoon. I, along with Ye Meng, will offer a toast and tea to both of you..."

The two men hummed in response, "That's more like it."

Elder Shen grumbled, "I'll keep reminding you today and tomorrow, but you're acting like a dead fish, neither dead nor alive, and not giving a clear answer. As a result, when I wasn't paying attention, you secretly got married... This is infuriating! I was so angry about this that I didn't eat for an entire day!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"Hmph!"

From a high platform in the distance, Ye Meng watched this scene, a smile on her lips.

But she also felt a bit of heartache.

Although these two were acting in her best interest, seeing them beat up Fang Che like this still made her feel a bit sad, even though it didn't hurt him...

So, she gracefully approached, bowed, and said softly, "These past few days, the young master has been constantly talking about it, saying that he must invite Elder Shen and Instructor Li for a good meal. But these past few days have been so busy, and just a few days ago, he was in seclusion, so even I couldn't see him..."

Ye Meng bowed again, "Please forgive the two teachers. Tonight, you must drink more."

Elder Shen and Li Changkong burst into laughter. "For the sake of Ye Meng's face, I'll spare you this once," Elder Shen said.

As Ye Meng stepped forward, the young Martial Marquis and Martial Kings who had come for the selection were all captivated by her beauty.

They couldn't help but want to get closer, even if they didn't have any ill intentions. A beauty of this caliber was a feast for the eyes, even without any impure thoughts.

Moreover, missing this opportunity would likely mean never seeing such a beauty again in their lifetime.

But Elder Shen's fierce and intimidating gaze scared them all off.

Song Yidao, the palace lord, approached and noticed Elder Shen, his eyes lit up. He quickly took a few steps forward and stood beside Elder Shen, regaining some confidence.

This Shen Zhi Xuan is even uglier than me.

His heart was slightly comforted.

Although I'm bald, I'm still more handsome than Shen Zhi Xuan, and I'm a head and a half taller than him.

As for Li Changkong, who stood tall and handsome, Song Yidao automatically ignored him—they weren't on the same level, so no comparison was necessary.

So Song Yidao and Elder Shen chatted happily, almost inseparable.

In the afternoon, the Martial Marquis selection began.

Elder Shen and Li Changkong stood on either side, protecting Ye Meng in the middle, while Song Yidao sat behind her, forming a triangle of protection.

As for Fang Che, he watched from the contestant area.

...

The Martial Marquis-level battles were already quite intense.

Cheers and applause filled the air.

On the stage, each contestant showcased their skills, engaging in fierce exchanges.

But to Fang Che, it was all boring.

He watched until the Martial Marquis-level battles ended, and the first place was announced. Fang Che couldn't help but sigh. The first place winner was a third-year student from the Cloudy Continent Martial Academy.

He was indeed excellent, and it was evident that he worked hard. His talents and attributes were also top-notch, and he lacked no real-life combat experience.

However, in Fang Che's eyes, he was still full of flaws.

Fang Che thought of the demonic sect geniuses he encountered while cultivating the Five Spirit Toad. Those who died at his hands, if they had grown to the Martial Marquis level, at least thirty to forty of them would be stronger than this first-place winner.

As for those who survived... not to mention super geniuses like Yan Beihan Heaven Yin, even Ling Kong Xi Yun and the others could easily surpass this winner.

And this was already the result of the entire southeast selection.

"The Only Righteous Sect is indeed blessed by the gods, with flourishing luck."

Fang Che sighed in his heart.

Regarding the first-place winner from the southeast, Fang Che had no hope that he could stand out at the headquarters.

Or rather... if even someone like this could become a representative, Fang Che might even feel a bit desperate.

Next was the King-level battle.

The referee above called out, "Who will volunteer to be the first King-level champion?"

Before the words finished, a black-clad figure moved, starlight flashing. Fang Che soared into the air, his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and handsome appearance were awe-inspiring.

In mid-air, he casually waved his hand, and his large cloak flew off, sweeping through the air like a black cloud, and landed precisely in Ye Meng's arms.

Fang Che landed lightly on the stage, his black boots gently touching down.

In the instant he landed, he turned around, and the golden snake spear at the collar of his black attendant's uniform shone brightly.

At this moment, his aura was unparalleled, almost impossible to look away from.

Fang Che stood on the stage, casually standing, he smiled faintly and said, "It's Fang Che here. I, the General Overseer of the White Cloud Island Defense Hall, will take this champion's position. Brothers, if any of you are dissatisfied, feel free to challenge me."

Twenty King-ranked, thirty Martial Marquis, and over ten Martial Emperor experts from the Cloudy Continent Martial Academy cheered loudly.

"Fang School Flower, you're amazing!"

Their voices were unified and powerful, shaking the entire venue.

Everyone started asking, "What does this mean? How did he become the School Flower?"

These guys began explaining, "Look at how handsome he is!"

"Handsome!"

"Have you ever seen anyone handsomer than him?"

"Never!"

"We didn't have a School Flower in our academy until Fang Che arrived. All the girls unanimously voted for him, and he became our School Flower."

"Fang Che is our academy's unprecedented and unparalleled School Flower!"

"Oh, I see. He does look like a flower now."

"Indeed, the School Flower title is well-deserved."

"So even a guy can be a School Flower. Impressive, impressive. As expected of the Martial Academy, they know how to have fun."

"Awesome!"

"Hahaha..."

Fang Che's face turned black as coal as he heard the cheers on the stage. With a clang, he drew his long sword and pointed it at the twenty King-ranked experts from the Cloudy Continent Martial Academy with a crooked mouth, "Stop spreading rumors down there! Come up here! I'll teach you one by one!"

The twenty people laughed, "We're not spreading rumors. I dare to swear to the heavens that you're our School Flower! Our one and only School Flower!"

"After you left, the girls collectively sealed the title of School Flower. Fang School Flower, you're unprecedented and unparalleled now, hahaha..."

"Fang School Flower, you're amazing!"

This time, thousands in the audience joined the Cloudy Continent Martial Academy in cheering, "Fang School Flower, you're amazing!"

In an instant, the voices shook the venue like a tsunami.

On the stage, Fang School Flower's face turned as dark as a devil.

Everyone laughed, "Hahaha..."

Amidst the laughter, a King-ranked expert from the Cloudy Continent Martial Academy stepped forward, "Fang School Flower, come here."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Che's sword descended with domineering might, "I'll make you the School Flower!

(End of Chapter)

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