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Chapter 65 Instant Kill!

Fang Qingyu and Qin Qi were both taken aback.

Co-workers!

Could it be that ancient, stubborn master?!
"Really, the higher-ups hadn't thought of this before. It was only after a big shot came a couple of days ago and we retested it that we confirmed it."

Seeing their expressions, Wu Yan knew they didn't believe him, so he explained earnestly.

"and you."

Qin Qi looked at him strangely.

"Ahem, even if I didn't say it, you would have found out today."

Wu Yan pretended to be nonchalant.

"After the higher-ups made a wrong judgment, they gave Tong Ran some resources as compensation. Now, the special effects in his battles are so good that even a fool can see it."

"Qingzi, you'd better be careful."

Fang Qingyu nodded calmly.

He had never underestimated those believers.

Including the martial arts class, there are also several formidable rivals here.

Tong Ran's appearance.
It just made this ranking battle more interesting.

As for the misjudgment of the title.

The two classes were already far apart, and the titles of the religious classes were all over the place.

Fang Qingyu hadn't really paid much attention.

The number of people in the training hall is increasing.

Besides the staff, there were even a group of people in military uniforms, as well as Lin Kang, Qin Hui, and others.

"Team Lin."

Fang Qingyu stood up to greet him.

"Qin religion, Zheng religion."

"Call me Brother Qin or Sister Zheng. Who knows, you might be more capable than us now."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hui smiled and patted Fang Qingyu's arm.

This was the first time Qin Hui had ever said such a thing.

Fang Qingyu had previously killed the Ghost of Fate and fought the Tyrannical Cultist one-on-one, but even for those deeds, Qin Hui had never praised him so directly.

Zheng Lin watched with a smile.

"it is good."

Fang Qingyu smiled and nodded.

"Besides, you've already been transferred to our group. Once you graduate from the special training program, you can start working right away. Don't forget that."

Qin Hui suddenly remembered something and looked at Fang Qingyu nervously.

"I know, I promised, and I won't forget."

After the two finished speaking.

Lin Kangcai gave a brief, casual remark from the side.

"We need to get into the top 3 this time."

The tone, leaving no room for negotiation, startled Fang Qingyu, but he quickly recovered and nodded seriously.

"Will do."

"Go, Aoko!!"

"If you don't make it, come back and I'll give you some extra training."

After some 'friendly' encouragement, Fang Qingyu returned to his seat.

This time, apart from the people in the special training class.

Many unexpected spectators also showed up.

Until half an hour later.

Ji Yang stood in the center of the venue without a microphone, but his voice boomed throughout the entire venue.

"Now, everyone line up to draw lots. Those who draw the same number will compete against each other."

Fang Qingyu and the others immediately stood up.

Walk towards the lottery bucket in the middle.

I also saw Tong Ran at the same time.

[Priest of Raging Waves]

There's something fishy about this job title if you can tell it's related to Gonggong.

However, it's not just Tong Ran.

The job titles used by these believers are increasingly abstract.

Fang Qingyu has not yet discovered anything related to gods.

This may be due to the graph display.

Or.
They are not worthy to be followers of God.

It's unclear at the moment.

It is estimated that in the future, we will only know the truth if we can meet the gods one day.

He reached into the box and randomly drew a card.

21.

After everyone has drawn lots.

The results of the battle were also displayed on the large screen next to the hall.

Fang Qingyu's match round is in the middle.

The opponent's name is Qiao Xing.

The martial arts class.

Fang Qingyu knew him.

Strength is 456KG, and the Qi and Blood Transport Method has been mastered.

"Luckily, I didn't draw the same number as you."

After Wu Yan and Qin Qi returned, they looked at each other's number plates.

"here we go."

Fang Qingyu then offered a reminder.

To be honest, he has never seen a match between any of his peers who are considered geniuses.

That Yuan Ze doesn't count.

He wasn't even qualified to enter the special training class.

Before the ranking battle began, there had been no conflicts between the participants.

Even the rare exchanges were limited to a brief discussion.

And today.

We're destined to have a good fight.

Because the referee in the match was none other than that martial arts master.

With him there, no matter how the fight gets, he should be able to stop it in time.

The first duel. It was between two believers.

You can guess it from their professional titles.

One of them has the ability to use fire.

One is associated with the element of wood.

Fire is naturally strong against wood.

The dazzling special effects of the extraordinary abilities drew envious glances from the surrounding martial arts apprentices.
This is also the ability to restrain martial artists.

Cultists of elemental abilities wield flames that are far more than ordinary open flames.

I just thought of this.

The flames on the field suddenly exploded.

boom--

Black smoke billowed outwards.

"call"

A soft, quiet breath suddenly echoed throughout the arena.

As if guided, the black smoke quickly swirled into a tornado and surged toward the surrounding ventilation openings.

Wait until the black smoke dissipates.

The martial arts master was already carrying someone in his arms.

At the same time, he announced that the fire-based cultists had won.

Such immense power completely stunned everyone in the arena.
"What are you standing there for? Number 2, go!"

Fortunately, Ji Yang did not forget his duty and immediately roared.

The game continues.

But what just happened is something that probably no one present will forget.

Soon Wu Yan and Qin Qi took the stage one after the other.

Both players secured their victories.

In fact, they are quite strong, consistently ranking in the top twenty in the martial arts class.

Fang Qingyu is also carefully observing some potential rivals.

"Please welcome contestant number 21 to the stage!!"

Another round is over, and the battlefield is cleaned up.

The announcement called out Fang Qingyu's number.

This match has attracted a lot of attention.

Fang Qingyu's reputation had been known throughout the martial arts circles of Qingjian City for a long time.

Killer, Corrupt Cultist, Forgotten Martial Arts
Then they entered the special training class.

Despite a poor foundation, their strength is extraordinary.

Its rate of progress is also top-notch.

If it weren't for that crazy Lin blocking the way...
Everyone was already drooling with envy.

Once both sides have taken their positions.

"start!!"

Ji Yang gave the order.

All eyes were fixed on the center of the field.

Qiao Xing looked solemn and dared not be careless in the slightest.

It goes without saying that this information is already known to everyone in the class.

Simply in the state of breathing.

Fang Qingyu was like a tiger poised to pounce in his presence.

I feel like I'll die if I dare to move!

But this deadlock must be broken!
Otherwise, you will definitely lose!

Qiao Xing's muscles tensed up suddenly, and he stomped his foot on the blue bricks of the arena with a dull thud.

He shot out like a blur!

A wave of gasps erupted from the spectator stands.

Fang Qingyu, meanwhile, remained calm and unhurried in the distance.

With the maxed-out [Weakness Gaze], the opponent's attack trajectory is already displayed in your mind in advance, making it easy to find their weaknesses.

But it's not necessary!

"Baji!"

Fang Qingyu exhaled and made a sound, his feet piercing the ground like iron stakes.

His right arm muscles were bulging like the roots of an old tree, and his five fingers clenched into a fist, striking Qiao Xing's punch with perfect aim.

Two bodies, forged through countless trials, collided with a deafening roar.

A muffled thunderous roar erupted where their fists clashed.

boom--

An air blast exploded between the two of them.

Qiao Xing's pupils suddenly contracted.

His proud momentum was like waves crashing against rocks, and he was instead thrown back ten feet by the violent recoil.

All they saw was a shadow, arriving swiftly.

It flies very fast.

Fang Qingyu wins!

Ji Yang announced it even faster.

However, the MVP award was ultimately given to the medical team waiting on the sidelines.

"Have you stopped exerting force?"