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Chapter 360: The Pillar in the Middle of the Stream (Part 2)
Chapter 360: The Pillar in the Middle of the Stream (Part 2)
Xue Wan Ren was furious, "Bi Ding, you bastard, come and die!"
Bi Ding hated being called a 'bastard', and he raged, "I'll kill you!"
The two clashed with a loud bang.
Action: On the spectator stand.
Sitting next to Bi Chang Hong was Xue Fuxiao.
At this moment, Bi Chang Hong's face darkened as he said, "Vice-Leader Bi, your descendant here has quite a mouth on him."
Bi Chang Hong calmly replied, "What's the matter? You allow your family to speak, but not us?"
Xue Fuxiao was furious and said, "The young one is a bully, and I never expected the old one to be a bully as well."
Bi Chang Hong spoke indifferently, "It's still better than being called Shit King's ancestor."
Xue Fuxiao's face turned ashen, "Are you looking for a fight?"
"I'm not afraid of you even if we fight." Bi Chang Hong scorned, "Who are you trying to impress with that attitude?"
Xue Fuxiao then made a realization, "I almost forgot, no wonder you're so proud. After all, the Shit King is unprecedented and will likely never be surpassed again. Congratulations, this is an honor that has never been seen before."
Xue Fuxiao was so angry that his hair stood on end.
He turned his head away from Bi Chang Hong and looked at the battlefield, no longer speaking.
Because no matter what he said, Bi Chang Hong would retort with 'Shit King'.
This was Xue Fuxiao's weakness.
He couldn't help but glare at Fang Che, thinking, 'This bastard said he'd beat him up last time, but before he could, he needs to find an opportunity to give him a good beating.'
This was infuriating.
He had created an unshakable mess for him.
Xue Fuxiao then turned his attention back to the battlefield, Xue Wanren, you must win for me.
As long as you win, I can shut Bi Chang Hong up.
But things didn't go as planned...
After this battle, Xue Wanren lost. Although anyone could see that Xue Wanren was giving it his all, he still lost.
Xue Fuxiao's face was unbearably grim.
"Ahahaha..." Bi Chang Hong's laughter echoed in the air.
As Xue Wanren walked back, he was in a daze. He had fought under the Xue family's name but lost.
The ancestor was still sitting above.
Next to Bi Chang Hong from the Bi family.
The entire arena was filled with Bi Chang Hong's triumphant laughter.
Fang Che and the others looked at Xue Wanren's disheartened state, their hearts heavy. This knot couldn't be untied, not even with comfort.
Xue Fuxiao's family, this reputation was too heavy. It was enough to crush a young man just starting his journey.
Just then, a long laugh sounded, and it was Xue Fuxiao.
He stood up and shouted, "Xue Wanren, why fear losing? Who are you trying to impress with your life and death attitude? Last year, I also lost to Duan Xi Yang. Is my loss any less embarrassing than yours? Does that mean I can't show my face anymore?"
Xue Wanren shuddered and turned his head, only to see Xue Fuxiao's eyes like lightning staring right at him.
He couldn't help but kneel, tears streaming down, "Ancestor...!"
"Why are you crying?"
Xue Fuxiao said, "You did your best. No one can punish you for losing. I'll give you three years. After three years, I'll defeat Duan Xi Yang, and you, you must defeat Bi Ding! Remember that!"
"I will!"
Xue Wanren raised his face and roared with madness, "I must fight back! I'd rather die than not fight back!"
"Good!"
Xue Fuxiao shouted, "After three years, we'll fight together!"
Xue Wanren wiped away his tears and stood up.
His chest heaving, his body filled with battle intent, he strode back.
Everyone could see that he had a fire in his heart. This fire would only erupt after three years.
But his confusion and disappointment were gone. All that remained was an endless drive.
Everyone knew that in the next three years, he would fight with all his might.
For this ant-like King Rank, the ancestor had even admitted defeat to Duan Xi Yang in front of the whole world.
This made Xue Wanren's heart erupt like a volcano.
Xue Fuxiao sat down, but across from him, Bi Chang Hong's eyes were strange. He couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"
Bi Chang Hong fell silent for a moment and said, "Old Xue, well done."
After a pause, he sincerely said, "I'm impressed."
Xue Fuxiao smiled faintly, "Thank you."
Not only was Bi Chang Hong impressed, but even Yan Nan, Dong Fang Sansan, and Duan Xi Yang turned to look.
Everyone was at the same level, and they all understood what Xue Fuxiao had done today.
If they were in his position, could they do the same?
Everyone asked themselves this question.
And they became even more impressed with Xue Fuxiao.
Even Yan Nan sighed and said, "Lord Xue is truly Lord Xue!"
Dong Fang Sansan smiled, "Today, although he wasn't smart, what he did was truly impressive!"
...
In the seventh battle, the Only Righteous Sect's Cold Moon Cliff faced Meng Wu Huan from the Guardians.
In this battle, Meng Wu Huan won overwhelmingly. Cold Moon Cliff was at a disadvantage from the start, struggling to hold on, but ultimately lost.
After the fight, Meng Wu Huan laughed, "I have a special feeling about beating ugly people, and I'm sure I'll win!"
Cold Moon Cliff was furious.
It's not like I wanted to be this ugly.
The Guardians laughed, while the Only Righteous Sect roared in anger.
In the eighth battle, the Only Righteous Sect's Lv Shan faced the Guardian Feng Xiang Dong and lost. In the ninth battle, the Only Righteous Sect's Xi Yun faced the Guardian Yu Zhong Kuang and lost.
...
After nine battles, the Guardians won five and drew one, advancing six members. The Only Righteous Sect won three and drew one, advancing four members.
In terms of numbers, the Guardians had an absolute advantage.
Guardian Camp: Fang Che, Feng Xiang Dong, Yu Zhong Kuang, Dong Fang Zhe, Luo Shi Shui, Meng Wu Huan.
Only Righteous Sect Camp: Wu Shuang, Bi Ding, Bai Xu, Ling Kong.
However, the top four main players of the Only Righteous Sect were all present.
As for the Guardian side, one of their top four main players, Snow Ten Thousand Peaks, was missing.
Luo Shi Shui and Meng Wu Huan's strengths were no match for any of the other side's players, and they would lose to any of them.
So, the basic lineup was still four against four.
The drawing of lots began, and this time, the Only Righteous Sect drew first while the Guardians remained unchanged.
It was over in an instant.
Soar Sky against Luo Shi Shui, Bi Ding against Dong Fang Zhe, Bai Xu against Meng Wu Huan, and Wu Shuang drew Yu Zhong Kuang.
The two strongest players, Fang Che and Feng Xiang Dong, were surprisingly left out.
This was extremely unfavorable for the Guardians.
As expected, in the first battle, Luo Shi Shui lost.
In the second battle, although Dong Fang Zhe was stable, he was still inferior to Bi Ding in terms of both combat power and spiritual energy, and the crucial factor was his lack of tenacity. He was defeated by Bi Ding.
The high-level spectators on both sides remained expressionless.
Dong Fang Sansan's face remained gentle, but she also had some insight. After returning, the children of the Dongfang family must all be sent out to the most dangerous places for training.
Living too peacefully is unacceptable for a martial artist, especially when they lack tenacity. Dongfang Sansan knew that the problem lay with herself. Throughout the Guardian Continent, whenever the Dongfang family was mentioned, everyone would give them face.
Who would dare to assign dangerous tasks to them?
Since the problem lies with herself, she decided to make the change. Dangerous tasks, the Dongfang family's younger generation will be the first to take on these missions! She instantly made up her mind.
In the third battle, Meng Wu Huan predictably lost to his opponent. Yu Zhong Kuang, facing the strongest player on the other side, Wu Shuang, fought with all his might. Despite their best efforts, they were just one move away from victory.
Reluctantly, he lost.
The situation took a sudden turn.
After the fourth battle, the Guardians, who initially had more people than the Only Righteous Sect, now had two fewer people than their opponents.
Only two people remained: Fang Che and Feng Xiang Dong.
This reversal was highly dramatic.
Moving forward, the situation was not looking good.
Feng Xiang Dong gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Fang, I'll go first. With luck, I'll draw Soar Sky and Bai Xu. I'll try to defeat these two and fight until I can't anymore. Then, I'll leave the remaining two to you."
Fang Che nodded.
He also felt the pressure.
These four opponents were not easy to deal with.
With fewer people, Feng Xiang Dong stepped forward to draw lots.
Without hesitation, he picked a lot, and his face changed after taking a look. Fang Che sighed, "Bad luck."
Fang Che furrowed his brows, "You drew Wu Shuang?"
"Yes."
Feng Xiang Dong's face turned bitter.
This was the worst outcome. Facing Wu Shuang, Feng Xiang Dong might not be a match for him.
He couldn't even manage to inflict damage on his opponent to ease the pressure on Fang Che because the four referees were watching more closely now.
"I'll do my best."
Fang Che's eyelids drooped, and he said indifferently, "Leave the rest to me."
Feng Xiang Dong took a deep breath, "Alright."
Holding his longsword, he marched out valiantly.
Wu Shuang had already taken the Cloud Spirit Pill and was fully recovered. He drew his sword and entered the battle.
The intensity of this battle even made Yan Nan and the others feel a bit solemn. Feng Xiang Dong and Wu Shuang fought with all their might, each possessing formidable strength and overflowing with battle intent. In less than a hundred moves, each of them had experienced thirty to forty near-death encounters.
Moreover, their grasp of battle opportunities, their mastery of sword techniques, and their keen senses were so proficient that even in the eyes of the older generation, they had already reached the pinnacle at such a young age.
However, Wu Shuang ultimately had the upper hand over Feng Xiang Dong.
After three hundred moves, Feng Xiang Dong was struck on the shoulder by Wu Shuang's sword.
The referee stopped the fight.
"Only Righteous Sect's Wu Shuang wins."
At this moment, the Guardians in the audience became a bit agitated.
The situation on the field was clear as day.
The Guardians had only one person left, Fang Che, while the other side still had four. It was a one-versus-four situation!
Even if he was stronger than the others, they could still take turns exhausting him.
...
Yan Nan's gaze shifted towards the stands, avoiding Dongfang Sansan's line of sight, concealing the satisfaction that came from deep within.
His satisfaction wasn't because the Only Righteous Sect was gaining the upper hand, but because... in the end, it was Fang Che who turned the tide.
Whether he lost or won, Fang Che had firmly secured his position in the other side's high-level management.
His future achievements would undoubtedly be smooth sailing.
"It seems like your side isn't looking too optimistic this time."
Yan Nan looked at the stands, but his words were directed at the audience.
"It's not a total defeat yet."
Dongfang Sansan replied calmly, "It doesn't necessarily mean we've lost."
She then added, "Your Only Righteous Sect still has a champion from the Incubation Ascension Program, the Night Demon. Why hasn't he joined the battle this time? Don't tell me it's because of Mu Feng. You understand what I mean."
"You're right. Perhaps he's already here, who knows? Mu Feng might not be him, but what about the others?"
"How dare the Night Demon participate with his real identity? He's killed too many people."
"You're right. Perhaps he's here. It's possible. If he's here... is he on your side or mine?"
After saying this, Dongfang Sansan's eyes suddenly sharpened like arrows, locking onto Yan Nan.
Unparalleled sharpness.
Yan Nan burst into laughter, finding it amusing. "He's on your side."
Dongfang Sansan's eyes instantly softened, and she laughed, "I also think he's on my side."
"Then, when you go back, you better investigate thoroughly.
Yan Nan spoke calmly, "The Night Demon's growth rate is impressive."
"I'll definitely investigate thoroughly."
Dongfang Sansan slowly replied, then fell silent, quietly drinking tea and deep in thought.
Yan Nan smiled, looking at Dongfang Sansan's face with composure, and said word by word, "A part of your strategy this time is because of the Night Demon, isn't it?"
Dongfang Sansan raised her eyes and smiled, "You're right, I can't hide it from you. Yes, one of the reasons is the Night Demon. Yan Nan, I know you're on guard, but this Night Demon is someone I must kill."
Yan Nan nonchalantly said, "Who here isn't on your kill list? As long as you can kill them, do you expect me to assign Duan Xi Yang as a bodyguard every day?"
Dongfang Sansan spoke gravely, "I want to see how long the Night Demon can hide under my nose."
Yan Nan laughed heartily and said, "Then I'll enjoy watching this show."
Dongfang Sansan seemed to gain nothing from Yan Nan's words, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes now held a hint of seriousness.
Finally, she said, "So, after knowing my intentions, you deliberately concealed the Night Demon?"
Yan Nan mocked, "Why should I always be outsmarted by you?"
Dongfang Sansan smiled in appreciation and said, "Yan Nan, you're right, you've grown up."
Yan Nan was furious, but then realized this guy was trying to provoke him. If he lost his composure in front of everyone, he would be the one at a disadvantage.
He spoke calmly, "Your intelligence and planning are indeed exceptional, and I acknowledged that a long time ago. But, Dongfang, you have a fatal weakness."
"What weakness?"
"Even the best cook can't make a meal without rice."
Yan Nan fell silent after that.
Dongfang Sansan also remained silent.
For the first time, both of them fell into a prolonged silence, their minds turning to the ongoing battle.
...
Feng Xiangdong was drenched in sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water. He handed Fang Che a bottle, "This is an extremely high-quality Vitality Pill; one pill can restore at least eighty percent of your cultivation when you're at your wit's end!"
He took a deep breath, "I'm counting on you!"
Fang Che slowly nodded.
Feng Xiangdong turned around, his gaze fixed on the battlefield where he had just fought desperately. His eyes flashed with intense reluctance.
He clenched his fists tightly and said, "I don't care about any punishment when I return, and I don't care about life or death, honor or shame. But... we can't let the honor of the Guardian Continent be lost by us!"
"Brother Fang Che!"
Feng Xiangdong felt like he was pouring out his heart and all his cultivation into Fang Che's body as he forcefully grabbed his shoulders, "Brother, I'm sorry I couldn't block that attack for you... you... you must not lose!"
His eyes glistened with tears.
On the sidelines, the eliminated Yu Zhong Kuang and the others all stood up.
Their faces were solemn, and their eyes were filled with anticipation as they watched Fang Che.
Fang Che smiled warmly and said sincerely, "Feng Xiangdong, I've never lost to someone of the same rank."
Feng Xiangdong nodded.
Facing Fang Che, he slowly backed away.
Fang Che turned around and strode towards the draw box.
"Fang Che! Fang Che! Fang Che!"
Suddenly, the spectators on the stands erupted in thunderous cheers.
Countless people stood up and shouted their support for Fang Che.
Fang Che walked up to the draw box and casually drew a stick.
It was as if he had casually plucked a blade of grass, doing it effortlessly.
Then he handed it to Yun Du.
Yun Du took a look and announced, "Ling Kong of the Only Righteous Sect versus Fang Che of the Guardians."
Ling Kong took a deep breath and stepped into the arena.
F
Ling Kong smiled faintly and looked at Fang Che, "Fang Che, I've heard of your name. Fang Che, the executive, is very impressive. It is said that you have killed many of us. Is that true?"
Fang Che's face turned ashen, and he shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! Let's fight!"
Before he finished speaking, his body leaned forward like an arrow leaving the bowstring and charged forward.
His overwhelming momentum suddenly surged like a towering wave, engulfing Ling Kong as he charged forward.
The killing intent, the aura, and the sword intent suddenly merged into one.
The mountains roared, and the sea raged, a mad torrent! Completely locking onto Ling Kong.
Ling Kong felt a chill run through his body. Fang Che's sword completely locked onto him, leaving no room to dodge, and only a head-on clash remained.
With a shout, his longsword suddenly bloomed with plum blossoms, forming a sword mountain in front of him.
Fang Che rushed halfway and suddenly leaped up.
He crossed ten zhang in an instant, and his saber descended like a collapsing heaven, slamming into Ling Kong's sword net.
Regardless of his sword technique, the plum blossoms, or the sword mountain, he slashed straight down!
His attack was as mighty as a god descending.
The saber's edge fell like thunder, shattering the sword mountain instantly.
With a loud clang, their weapons clashed.
Ling Kong roared and was shaken by Fang Che's fierce strength, flying seven zhang into the air.
But Fang Che didn't retreat at all; instead, he took a big step forward in midair and suddenly appeared above Ling Kong, "Another strike!"
The malevolent energy and killing intent suddenly condensed into form!
Blood had already appeared at the corner of Ling Kong's mouth, and he didn't have time to adjust his spirit energy before he leaped up, thrusting his longsword.
Both sides were determined to inflict damage.
Your strike could split me in half, but my sword will also hurt you.
However, Fang Che's thunderous saber suddenly retracted in midair, but the force remained unchanged, slamming into the longsword with great force. The massive power seemed to carry the might of heaven and earth, and with a boom, Ling Kong's body was slammed directly into the ground.
Blood exploded and splattered, leaving scarlet dots.
(End of Chapter)
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