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Chapter 39: The Leader's Intent
Chapter 39: The Leader's Intent
An unexpected turn of events unfolded.
No one could have anticipated that on the peaceful arena, a bloody disaster would suddenly occur!
Xi Men Xuri's heart was filled with rage, and his eyes had turned dark with despair.
After years of cultivation, his deadly combat skills were primarily focused on his right hand's secret weapon. But now, his right hand had been severed by Fang Che's sword!
And he had been kicked!
He could have still fought back, but after that kick, he knew he was destined to be crippled for life!
His entire future was ruined!
His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he had forgotten everything, wanting only to kill in revenge.
The referee quickly stepped forward, "Stop..."
Just then, Fang Che seemed to have calmed his anger, moving his sword aside and taking a step back. In the shadows, he gathered his cultivation and gave Xi Men Xuri a chance to counterattack. Then, with a hint of apology, he turned and said, "Sorry, Teacher, I couldn't control myself..."
The two referees also heaved a sigh of relief, "No..."
At that moment, countless voices from below the stage shouted, "Watch out!"
A loud roar!
From the sleeve of Xi Men Xuri's left arm, a crimson light suddenly flashed.
It was the Crimson Blood Snake!
This was even more unexpected, as no one had thought that Xi Men Xuri would still be fighting at this point.
No.
It wasn't that he hadn't given up; he wanted to kill Fang Che to avenge himself!
He had lost his rationality.
This time, it was truly too late.
From a distance, two figures soared into the air and flew like lightning, but it was already too late.
At this critical moment!
"Damn it!"
The sword light flashed, and Fang Che spun around, roaring. The sword light, filled with boundless fury, slashed down, covering Xi Men Xuri's head and face.
The Crimson Blood Snake was cut in two, and before its bloody stench could splash out, the sword light had already fallen upon Xi Men Xuri's head, slicing from the top of his head to his groin!
Two halves of the body fell to the sides.
On the separated faces, there was still a look of murderous intent.
Fang Che held the sword in his hand, his body maintaining the stance of the slashing sword. His entire body trembled violently, and his face turned pale.
He seemed to be terrified.
A swishing sound.
The two senior instructors landed on the stage, and the two referees had already taken action.
But it was all too late.
Xi Men Xuri had been split into two.
No, three. There's also that arm!
"Oh, this..."
Several instructors stomped their feet and sighed on the stage, not knowing what to say.
The incident had occurred right on the arena, and everyone's eyes were watching.
As the situation developed, although Fang Che was the killer, everyone understood that it wasn't his fault. It was truly unfair to blame Fang Che!
Xi Men Xuri had initially taken the upper hand.
But that wasn't all.
Not only did he take the initiative to use his weapon, but he also employed secret weapons. He attacked with the secret weapon first and then issued a warning, clearly intending to kill his opponent without taking responsibility.
When he was suddenly counterattacked and lost an arm, and his opponent's sword was at his neck, he had already lost. But Fang Che, in his fury, showed restraint and spared his life. Yet, when his opponent let him go, he still tried to assassinate him!
This led to him being slashed by a sword, and there was nothing to say; it was even a satisfying outcome!
Such a person deserved to die!
Seeing Fang Che, with a pale face, standing on the stage, the young boy's face showed a hint of fear after the initial shock.
This was probably the first time this child had killed someone.
Although he had counterattacked in anger and desperation, he was likely terrified.
Countless girls felt a pang of sympathy in their hearts.
This Xi Men Xuri had truly gone too far!
Fang Qingyun and the others almost rushed onto the stage, anxious and worried, "Cousin! Cousin, are you okay?"
Fang Che's face turned pale, "I should be fine... I... I... I killed someone?"
He fully displayed the fear of taking a life for the first time; after all, it was a human life.
Turning to look at Xi Men Xuri's corpse, Fang Che immediately covered his mouth with one hand, as if he wanted to vomit.
On the stage, the two instructors and the two referees glanced at Fang Che with suspicion.
There was something strange about this incident.
But now wasn't the time to investigate.
First, they cleaned up the arena and quickly arranged for the next pair to go on stage.
"The competition continues!"
Then, they led Fang Che away.
Discussions buzzed among the audience, and they were so engrossed that they hardly paid attention to the ongoing battle on the stage.
Almost everyone unanimously believed: Fang Che was not at fault! Xi Men Xuri deserved to die!
...
"Fang Che, you were at a disadvantage from the start, right? We don't think that in a situation where your strength is inferior to your opponent's, you would have the ability to break through their secret weapon attack and counterattack. Explain your reasoning."
"I concealed my true strength!"
Fang Che calmly replied, "My cultivation was originally higher than his!"
"Huh? What level of Master are you?"
"Fourth Level!"
Fang Che explained, "I was originally at the Third Level, and it was after I came to the Martial Academy that Vice Chancellor Huang Yifan helped me advance a level."
"Vice Chancellor Huang?"
The two senior instructors were dumbfounded.
How did this involve Vice Chancellor Huang?
This was bizarre...
"Yes."
Fang Che, determined to see it through, shifted all the blame onto Huang Yifan, saying, "The Chancellor told me that the intention behind this bet was to teach the freshmen a lesson and instructed me not to reveal my full strength. If everyone placed their bets on me, it wouldn't be good. It wouldn't achieve the desired effect."
The two instructors looked at each other, speechless.
This was outrageous!
How could it be manipulated like this?
This made the two instructors hesitate to ask the question they had prepared.
It was the leader's arrangement, and Fang Che was merely following the leader's intent. What could they say?
Did the leader foresee Xi Men Xuri's despicable actions and intentionally arrange for Fang Che's counterattack?
That's clearly impossible, right?
"With your strength, you should have been able to control yourself and not kill him," the instructor sighed, his interrogation demeanor completely gone.
Fang Che replied, "That strike was an instinctive, life-or-death move. In that situation, I couldn't possibly hold back. Maybe after experiencing more of these situations, I'll be able to control myself, but right now... my strength isn't sufficient."
This statement was not a lie.
The two instructors glanced at each other, feeling it made sense.
Not to mention Fang Che, even they, in that situation, would have only thought of counterattacking to eliminate future troubles! They wouldn't have held back!
"When you entered the Martial Academy, I remember you carried a sword. Why did you use a knife in today's fight?"
One of the instructors asked.
"My master is the King of Knives. What's strange about me using a knife?" Fang Che responded.
This statement was indeed reasonable!
"Then what about the sword?"
"After Huang Shan Chang's reminder, I bought a sword to carry as a decoy."
Fang Che sincerely said, "Actually, I don't know how to use a sword."
Huang Fu Shan Chang again!
The two instructors both covered their foreheads in the same gesture, not wanting to speak anymore.
This...
In their lives, they had never encountered such a speechless situation! Just then, the door opened.
A man with three long beard strands on his face strode in.
He appeared to be in his forties or fifties, with a serene and transcendent air. Between his eyebrows, there was a sense of purity, and his body carried an aura of having been in a high position for many years, exuding a dignified presence without anger.
As he walked in, he said lightly, "Are you done questioning him?"
The two instructors stood up simultaneously and said, "Supervisor Meng."
Supervisor Meng frowned and asked, "For something so obvious, why did it take so long?"
"We're done questioning him."
"Then let him go quickly!"
Supervisor Meng waved his hand and then turned to face Fang Che, a kind smile appearing on his face. "Go back and rest well. Today's experience must have been quite a shock, and your first kill is not an easy thing to bear. Take some divine soul-calming pills to help you recover, and you'll feel better after a good night's sleep."
"Yes, thank you, Supervisor Meng!" Fang Che bowed in gratitude.
He was indeed well-behaved.
As expected, Supervisor Meng smiled and said, "You're a well-behaved child."
He took out a small bottle from his pocket and said, "There are two pills inside. They can help calm your divine soul. I'm sure you don't have many good things on you, so I'll help you out."
"Thank you, Supervisor Meng!" Fang Che took the bottle.
"Go back now."
Fang Che left.
The two senior instructors felt like they had a bellyful of complaints but couldn't voice them!
When this matter involved Huang Shan Chang, they had no idea what to make of it.
Who would have thought that Supervisor Meng, who usually didn't involve himself in such matters, would also come?
Could it be that Fang Che had a powerful background?
That's not right... All student information is very detailed, and even if there was some background, it couldn't be hidden.
Moreover, there was no movement at all before the start of the semester.
"I'm leaving too. I'll continue watching the competition."
Supervisor Meng left, strolling away.
So, did you come specifically for Fang Che?
Were you afraid that we would wrong this student?
Where did these words come from?
The two instructors suddenly had some doubts about life.
This Supervisor Meng was named Meng Chizheng, and he usually kept a low profile in the Martial Academy, neither seeking nor grabbing attention. He was full of righteousness, emphasizing fairness in all matters, and was well-liked within the academy.
No one expected him to stand up for Fang Che.
Although everyone witnessed the entire incident, it didn't warrant the personal intervention of the Supervisor.
...
Fang Che went straight home.
This afternoon, after the competition among fifty people ended, the twenty-five-person competition would begin.
Sun Yuan was already in the courtyard, drinking tea and watching Ye Meng practice.
Occasionally, he would give her some pointers.
Ye Meng practiced until she was drenched in sweat.
Fang Che, being young, could easily be swayed, and he could get by with a casual attitude, but Sun Yuan was an old hand from the Demon Sect, deeply immersed in the old martial world.
Ye Meng had to focus to deal with him.
Fortunately, Sun Yuan's mind wasn't on her, and he was somewhat absent-minded, which also made the little girl breathe a sigh of relief.
When Fang Che returned home, his face was still slightly pale, and his body trembled slightly.
Sun Yuan was immediately drawn to him and stood up, asking with concern, "What's wrong? Are you injured?"
He had a bad feeling in his heart.
Could it be that he was defeated? How would they complete the mission then?
"I'm not injured."
Fang Che's face showed a hint of fear, and his voice trembled slightly, "Today, I killed someone."
"You killed someone?" Sun Yuan was stunned. "Who did you kill?"
"Xi Men Xuri. I killed him."
Fang Che's face was pale, and he seemed to still be in shock, "It was so disgusting. I killed Xi Men Xuri. Shouldn't I have done that? How could I be scared of myself? You're still a child."
Ye Meng secretly rolled her eyes, thinking, What nonsense is he talking about?
Indeed, Sun Yuan became more and more outrageous, "What's the big deal about killing someone? If you want, I'll find a place for you to slaughter a village to practice. Don't take it to heart; just think of it as killing a dog. You'll get used to it over time."
...
(End of Chapter)
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