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Chapter 438 Good news! Good news!!!
High in the distance.

Chen Tao and the others watched as this miraculous reversal unfolded before them.

There was a silence that lasted for almost a minute.

As the golden light gradually dimmed, the terrifyingly high temperature around them began to slowly decrease, and the boiling of the sea gradually subsided.

It was as if everyone was slowly waking up from a bizarre dream.

"H-How is it?!"

Chen Tao was the first to snap out of his daze, grabbing Arlin beside him with wide eyes, "Did you film it?! Did you film everything?! Those...those scenes!!"

Arlene's face flushed with excitement, and she nodded vigorously: "It's on camera. Although there were some shaking and interference, the key process, from the frozen world to the sea of ​​fire, was all captured."

“My wide-angle lens also captured the whole picture,” another reporter excitedly added. “The contrast is so striking; this is absolutely invaluable information!”

All the reporters were overjoyed.

It's not just because they successfully captured this epic scene.

More importantly, it's because of the outcome of this battle.

Humans have won a great victory!
Not only did they annihilate tens of thousands of pseudo-royal ghost legions on the island, but they also killed a true fifth-tier royal species.

Furthermore, Fang Qingyu severed one of King Chujiang's arms.

Finally, Jiang Wei used her overwhelming divine power to forcibly disperse the divine shadow that had not yet fully descended.

If this news gets back to the rear...

This will surely cause an uproar throughout the entire Federation.

"Win! We won!!"

Long live the Dawn Legion!

at the same time.

Inside the ten Haijiao submarines, which had dived deep into the sea, the soldiers who witnessed the entire process through footage transmitted by the reporters were already cheering.

Whether new recruits or veterans, everyone was overwhelmed with excitement at that moment.

They punched each other on the shoulder.

They were venting their ecstatic joy and pride.

……

In the heart of that battlefield where things had just calmed down.

Jiang Wei remained suspended in mid-air.

The terrifying aura that had been scorching the heavens and boiling the seas around him had subsided, and his red eyes stared at the place where the illusory figure of King Chujiang had disappeared, his expression somewhat dazed.

Just then, a figure quietly appeared beside her.

Fang Qingyu landed gently and stood beside her.

His gaze swept across the now calm sky, then he turned his head to look at Jiang Wei's stunning yet slightly dazed profile.

He reached out and gently patted her head.

A gentle smile curved at the corners of his lips.

"next time."

"I will kill him."

Upon hearing Fang Qingyu's words...

Jiang Wei fully recovered from the slight daze she had just experienced after dispelling the divine shadow.

She turned her head, her ruby ​​eyes, burning with golden embers, looking at the boy beside her.

Her current appearance was reflected in his dark eyes.

It also reflects the magnificent morning light that gradually breaks through the dark clouds behind us and spills onto the sea.

Jiang Wei's lips curled up slightly.

The fierce look on her beautiful face, a hint of battle-hardened coldness, melted away, replaced by a touch of warmth.

She even tilted her head slightly, like a lazy cat, to fit closer to his warm palm.

The reason why Jiang Wei was able to dispel the descent of King Chujiang's true form this time.

It wasn't because I was afraid.

With her current full strength and Fang Qingyu's help, they are confident that they can keep King Chujiang alive.

She was buried in this black sea.

But, no.

Cutting off King Chujiang's arm is enough.

Sufficient in a literal sense, just right in a strategic sense.

It should be understood that the overall strength of the human race is still at a disadvantage compared to the Ghost race, which has existed for countless years, possesses profound heritage, and is suspected to be supported by a higher being.

This all-out war, which concerns the survival of the race, has only just begun.

If in this very first battle, a Yama-level being like King Chujiang could be swiftly and decisively killed.

It can certainly boost morale significantly.

But this will inevitably enrage the entire Fate Ghost faction.

It might even provoke a desperate and frantic counterattack.

And direct intervention from deeper forces.

At that time, the war will inevitably break away from its current pace and escalate to its most brutal and severe form in an instant.

The human race is currently mobilizing and its war potential is still growing.

They went head-to-head with the main force of the Fate Demon, who was thoroughly enraged and had unleashed its full power.

The outcome will likely be an unspeakable disaster.

The trade-offs and considerations involved.

Fang Qingyu had discussed it with Jiang Wei long before the battle.

Their goal has never been merely to win a battle.

Instead, it's about buying more precious time for the entire community.

Time is for growth, for accumulation, and for the emergence of more Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei.

That's why Fang Qingyu said he would kill him next time.

Jiang Wei fully understands and supports this idea.

After all, her goal was actually the same as Fang Qingyu's.

It is also for the sake of this world.

……

High in the distance.

The Transparent Platform where the war correspondent team is located.

Most of the reporters had already begun excitedly packing up their equipment, whispering excitedly to each other about how to edit this epic footage when they got back.

How to write a groundbreaking war report press release.

"Quickly, check all storage units to make sure everything is in perfect working order!"

As Chen Tao carefully disassembled the expensive telephoto lens, he gave instructions while his face beamed with joy and a sense of accomplishment.

"Don't worry, team leader. We'll make multiple backups throughout, there won't be any problems! Our war correspondent team is going to be famous now!"

Arlene responded with a smile and quickly tidied up the cables.

Her gaze inadvertently swept over a monitor screen that was still on next to her, and she suddenly stopped moving.

on the screen.

In the distant heart of the battlefield, the morning light gradually clears.

The two figures floating in the air were extremely close together.

Fang Qingyu was gently stroking Jiang Wei's hair.

The usually aloof Jiang Wei tilted her head slightly and placed her hand against his palm, the faint smile on her lips clearly captured and magnified through the telephoto lens.

"Hiss."

Arlene instinctively took a breath, her eyes instantly lighting up with an astonishing brightness. An uncontrollable, extremely excited auntie smile spread across her face, and she even forgot the work she was doing.

Hua Jing, who was packing her backpack nearby, noticed her unusual behavior and curiously leaned over: "Ah Lin, what are you looking at? What are you grinning about? Hurry up and pack up to leave!"

Arlene suddenly snapped out of her daze and quickly wiped away non-existent drool from the corner of her mouth: "Ahem... It's nothing, it's just that Fang Jiang is so adorable!! The scenes, the interactions, awsl!"

"Fang Jiang?"

Hua Jing was taken aback, and then looked at the screen as well.

When she saw the tender scene in the morning light, a hint of surprise couldn't help but appear on her usually cool face. "It really is."

Their conversation caught Chen Tao's attention.

He immediately leaned over, and with just one glance, his professional instincts kicked in.

"You silly girl! You only brought up such great material now! You were just busy shipping yourselves, weren't you!"

While grumbling, Chen Tao pushed past A-Lin and rushed back to the equipment, his eyes shining.

"The heartwarming moment after the victory is the perfect topic to ignite a discussion, making Fang Shen and Jiang Shen's images more three-dimensional and closer to the people, and gaining more support from the Federation's people."

As he spoke, he deftly readjusted the lens focus and settings, snapping photos in rapid succession while simultaneously switching to high-definition video recording mode. He kept muttering, "One panoramic shot, a few more close-ups, perfect! This sunlight, this atmosphere, absolutely amazing!"

Arlene was pushed aside, stuck out her tongue sheepishly, and whispered, "I was so focused on Chu Jiang that I didn't realize what was happening."

Other reporters nearby also gathered around out of curiosity.

Looking at the beautiful scene on the screen, they couldn't help but sigh with admiration.

"Fang Shen's experience is truly legendary," an older reporter exclaimed. "To find Lady Nüba in an orphanage and eventually end up together."

“Who says otherwise?” another person chimed in, their tone full of admiration. “Moreover, both of them are so strong, both stand on the side of humanity, and they’ve even locked eyes with each other. This is something even novels wouldn’t dare to write.”

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded silently.

He silently gazed at the two figures in the distance.

The morning light completely dispelled the last gloom.

The rain gently fell upon the two people standing facing each other in the distance.

It gave them a dazzling golden edge.

……

Federal, Qingjian City.

Chenfeng Martial Arts School has undergone several expansions.

It is now extremely large in scale.

Even though it can accommodate tens of thousands of trainees at the same time, spread across a vast venue the size of several football fields, it does not feel crowded or noisy at all.

Instead, it was filled with a sense of order, enthusiasm, and vibrant energy.

"drink!"

"what!"

In front of each formation of 100 students stands a martial arts instructor with a calm and composed demeanor.

They moved among the trainees, constantly correcting each person's movements.

"Unite your waist and stance! Release power fully! How many times have I told you, power doesn't come from your arms!"

"Hey you! Legs! How can you generate power if you can't stand steadily? Your lower body is your foundation!"

"Don't be afraid of making mistakes! Losing face is even less scary!"

A loud-voiced coach shouted, his voice drowning out the noise in the arena.

"Here, pride is the least valuable thing! Only strength! Real strength is the only standard by which everything is measured and respect is earned!"

His gaze swept over the sweat-drenched young face before him, his tone tinged with reminiscence and encouragement: "Do you know what Fang Shen was like when he trained at our martial arts school?"

"You're watched by the coach every day, getting one-on-one corrections! If you don't use the right form, you have to repeat it hundreds or thousands of times! Sometimes your stamina isn't up to par, and you get really badly scolded, sometimes even wincing in pain and crying out. So, what are your little setbacks compared to this? Huh?!"

When the trainees heard that the coach had used Fang Qingyu as an example, they became even more excited, and their eyes lit up.

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but ask loudly, "Coach, even someone as talented as Fang Shen had to be corrected like this every day back then?"

Upon hearing this, the coach couldn't help but smile, and his loud voice echoed throughout the formation: "Talent? You may have misunderstood something."

"Fang Shen's most precious talent may not be his cultivation speed, which far surpasses that of ordinary people from the beginning, but rather his almost obsessive seriousness and persistence."

“Every time he was corrected, he was able to understand and absorb the information as quickly as possible, and immediately put it into practice, determined never to make the same mistake again.”

"This ability to 'unite knowledge with action' and 'correct mistakes immediately' is the most terrifying and precious talent!"

His gaze swept over all the students, and his tone became extremely serious: "Just like you are now! It's not terrible to be a little slow in your cultivation! It's not terrible to practice the moves incorrectly! What's terrible is to be stubborn when you know you're wrong, and what's terrible is to be too proud to ask for guidance."

"Put aside your pitiful pride, humbly accept correction, sincerely seek advice, and correct it as quickly and resolutely as possible."

"While I can guarantee that each of you can reach Fang Shen's level, I cannot guarantee that you can do that."

"But I can guarantee that your growth rate will far exceed that of your peers who are closed-minded and obsessed with saving face."

Hearing the coach attribute Fang Qingyu's success to this seemingly simple yet extremely difficult quality to maintain, he was deeply moved.

And it is closely integrated with one's current training.

All the trainees seemed to have been given a shot of adrenaline, their enthusiasm for training soared, and their shouts grew louder and more powerful.

Fang Qingyu, this name is no longer just a hero of the Federation.

They are also a spiritual totem in the hearts of countless ordinary young people like them.

The edge of the martial arts school.

Director Zheng Lin, dressed in a smart martial arts uniform, was slowly inspecting the venue.

Looking at the tens of thousands of energetic students sweating profusely before her, and at the thriving martial arts school, she felt a deep sense of satisfaction and pride.

Especially since Qingyu returned to Qingjian not long ago, he even took the time to visit the martial arts school.

Although it was only a brief stay, it caused a huge sensation.

This also led to an explosive increase in the reputation and number of applicants for Chenfeng Martial Arts School.

"Finally, we've brought glory to the martial arts school."

As Zheng Lin pondered silently, her gaze involuntarily drifted to the several huge posters hanging on the venue wall.

The individuals mentioned above are predecessors who made outstanding contributions to the development of the martial arts school.

One of them was an elderly woman with kind eyes but a resolute gaze.

It was her mentor who taught her.

Zheng Lin gazed at her mentor's portrait, her eyes filled with remembrance and respect.

After a long while, her gaze shifted to the right and landed on the latest poster next to her.

That was Fang Qingyu in his uniform.

A profile view with a cold and resolute expression.

Looking at this now-famous face, Zheng Lin couldn't help but smile slightly.

A smile, tinged with a sense of accomplishment and a touch of nostalgia, appeared on her face. She thought to herself, "It wasn't for nothing that I risked my reputation to get those Life Beads from the Bureau of Divine Religion."

Today, Chenfeng Martial Arts School has long transcended its original meaning, becoming a benchmark and microcosm of grassroots martial arts education in Qingjian City and even the entire Federation.

All of this is inextricably linked to the boy who left the martial arts school.

at this time.

The tightly closed doors of the martial arts school were suddenly pushed open with a bang.

A young trainee held his phone high in his hand, his face flushed and panting from running so fast, but his face was filled with uncontrollable joy and excitement.

So much so that his voice cracked.

He used all his strength to roar at everyone in the stadium, his voice instantly drowning out all the training shouts:

"Breaking news!! Breaking news!! Federal News Channel!!"

"The first battle of the Great Wall at Sea! A great victory!!"

"The Dawn Legion has achieved a resounding victory in its first battle, annihilating 100,000 pseudo-royal ghosts!!"

"Fang Shen and Jiang Shen joined forces to sever King Chujiang's arm, severely injuring the deity!!"

"Humans have achieved a resounding victory!!!"

(End of this chapter)