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Chapter 68 The Cursed Corpse Master

"It's impossible, it's impossible."

The head teacher of the religious class and a group of high-ranking officials from the Bureau of Judicial Review all stood up, watching incredulously as the medical staff worked tirelessly.

How could Gonggong's followers lose to a fellow warrior of equal rank here?!

What's the point of them promoting Tong Ran to number one?!
Everyone seemed to have been given a red nose.

Transform into a clown.

“Well done.”

After the martial arts master put Fang Qingyu's hand down, he looked at him meaningfully.

"Thank you."

Fang Qingyu counted down the countdown and nodded politely in thanks.

Then he found a spot that hadn't been destroyed and sat down.

End in 10 second.

The weakness following the blood loss overwhelmed him, coupled with the injuries he had sustained in the pit.

My throat felt like it was blocked by a stone, and I couldn't speak.

"Medical personnel."

Ji Yang had already run over and, seeing this, quickly called out to the people nearby.

"Aoko, are you alright?!"

Wu Yan and Qin Qi also jogged over, swallowing the word "awesome" back into their mouths.

"It's okay, it's not a big problem."

Fang Qingyu smiled.

The injuries were just minor, and they'll be fine after a little treatment.

The doctor in the white coat didn't say anything.

Holding the red medicine bottle and bandages, he cleaned and wrapped the wounds as he went.

"Aoko won! Aoko won!!"

In the audience, besides the majority of people who were shocked, there was also a small group of people cheering for Fang Qingyu.

Zheng Lin couldn't help but jump up.

Qin Hui gritted his teeth and kept waving his arms.

"Are you happy? When he comes to the team, he'll be your boss."

Lin Kang also showed a rare faint smile, and upon seeing the two of them, he suddenly spoke.

"So what if he's my boss?"

Zheng Lin crossed her arms over her chest.

"If my younger brother becomes my boss, at least he won't make things difficult for me."

Lin Kang shook his head and chuckled as he listened, then led the way out of the arena.

However, after taking only a few steps, he suddenly realized something.

He turned around, his face full of exasperation.

"Who are you suggesting is making things difficult for you?"

In the medical room.

"Qingzi, so you're the real pervert after all."

Wu Yan and Qin Qi stood by, and seeing that Fang Qingyu's expression did not change, they finally couldn't help but speak their minds.

"If you're not good at praising people, we don't have to force it," Fang Qingyu said helplessly.

"But seriously, why did you act like nothing happened after you were hit in the crater? In fact, you were even stronger than before. Is this what they call a power spike in anime?" Wu Yan was still savoring the scene from just now.

"actually."

"I am the successor."

Upon hearing this question, Fang Qingyu gave the answer he had prepared long ago.

"Oh"

Wu Yan nodded subconsciously, but then suddenly jumped up.

"What?! You're the inheritor?!"

"Correct."

Fang Qingyu nodded vigorously.

The book "The Path of the Martial Artist" records that there are countless ways to pass on martial arts.

One of these methods is called the Inheritor.

The secret technique mark is engraved in the direct bloodline.

It will be passed down from generation to generation.

They are called inheritors.

There are quite a few people like this in modern society.

However, one's violent tendencies or visualization methods will be exposed sooner or later.

It would be better to proactively reveal one's identity as a successor.

To avoid causing other trouble.

"I was wondering how you could send Tang Lingchuan flying with one punch when you were so much weaker than him."

Wu Yan then suddenly realized what was going on.

If there is a secret method passed down through generations, then it makes sense.

dong dong——

There was a knock on the door.

"You two, aren't you planning to compete for rankings?!"

Ji Yang looked at Wu Yan and Qin Qi with a dark expression.

The two immediately stood up, gave Fang Qingyu a look of concern, and hurriedly ran outside.

"Coach Ji." Fang Qingyu got out of bed.

"It's okay, just lie down. I've come to bring you something."

Ji Yang took out a few small stones, about the size of a fingernail, from his pocket and handed them over.

"This is the blood crystal?"

Fang Qingyu took it and held it in his hand, and could even feel the blood and qi in his body stirring.

"Correct."

"You're number one, so you'll get five stars, plus one Starfire Medal, for a total of six."

Ji Yang is becoming more and more satisfied with Fang Qingyu.

Self-discipline in martial arts training goes without saying.

Outdoor training camps have consistently ranked in the top ten from the very beginning.

Being able to catch up with others when you're so far behind isn't just a matter of talent.

I also have a heart that strives upwards, a heart that is invincible.

"Should I cancel your outdoor training tonight so you can get some rest?"

Thinking of this, Ji Yang spoke gently.

"Uh, no need, I'm fine, I have no problem with tonight's battle."

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu immediately jumped out of bed and hopped around.

What a joke.

The new profession can be activated tonight.
Even a day's delay would be a huge loss.

"Row."

Ji Yang shook his head and chuckled.

Anyway, with someone watching, nothing is likely to happen.

"Then I'll be going now, Coach."

Fang Qingyu glanced at the time, got up, and walked out the door.

Ji Yang noticed that he was heading in a direction that wasn't the way to the dormitory, and subconsciously asked him a question.

"What are you going for?"

"Oh, I'm a little late for work."

Fang Qingyu glanced at the time, quickly finished explaining, and then jogged off.

Only Ji Yang remained standing there, stunned and lost in thought.

"The welfare benefits from the Bureau of Justice are still too low? How about giving them some cash?"

As dusk settled, a torrential downpour shattered the city's skyline.

The leaden-gray clouds continued to press down, turning the geometric sky cut by the glass curtain wall into a chaotic ink painting.

Fang Qingyu stood on the street and dialed a phone.

"Hello, Miss Lin, I've arrived."

"Okay, sorry, I'll be there in about two minutes."

Fang Qingyu replied with an "okay," hung up the phone, and looked at the map.

【Occupation: Bodyguard Lv.1 (13/100)】

[Basic Job Skill: Crisis Awareness Lv.1 (22/100)]

I successfully activated the bodyguard profession the day before yesterday.

The basic skills that come with it.

It's similar to the level of vigilance provided by security guards.

However, the alert is passive; it is only triggered when danger occurs.

Crisis perception is a proactive skill.

You can proactively explore the surroundings to see if there are any hidden dangers.

The two skills are combined.

It can be said to be quite practical.

Not two minutes.

A luxury car slowly drove up.

Fang Qingyu was about to open the back door and get in when he found someone was already there.

"Mr. Fang, please sit in the front today."

Lin Wanqing smiled politely.

"it is good."

Fang Qingyu's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled and nodded in return.

But it's just a few steps to the passenger seat.

My mind is racing.
"Who is this?"

After Fang Qingyu sat in the passenger seat, the woman sitting next to Lin Wanqing in the back looked at Fang Qingyu and asked.

"He is Mr. Fang Qingyu, who is in charge of my safety during this period."

Seeing this, Lin Wanqing offered to help introduce them.

"Oh, hello, I'm He Manhe, the sales manager of Juyuan Group. Thank you for your help these past few days."

He Manhe smiled and reached out her hand from the back row.

"Hello, it's my pleasure."

Fang Qingyu turned around slightly and reached out to shake hands with the other person.

However, his gaze was fixed on her head.

【The Cursed Corpse Master】

The title should have been white or red.

But it's black right now!
(End of this chapter)