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Chapter 78 A Second Difficult Battle? Not a chance.
The Bureau of Justice.

Training hall.

After the individual ranking battle two days ago, their status within the entire training class is already quite clear.

No one expected that Tong Ran, the biggest dark horse, would emerge victorious.

Surprisingly, a dark horse emerged and overturned the entire special training class.

therefore.

Fang Qingyu has also become someone else's child.

Look at how long others have been practicing martial arts; have you wasted over a decade of your training?

It became Ji Yang's favorite saying when scolding people.

Although there were only two martial arts apprentices in the first ten miles this time.

But Fang Qingyu undoubtedly helped him save face.

And today.
That was the day the class ranking battle began.

"The rules are simple: the two classes take turns sending representatives to compete, and the class with the last person standing wins. Any questions?"

Ji Yang stood at the very front.

For some reason, he's always the one hosting.

"No!!"

The believers and martial artists, who had been lectured all day, were shouting.

This is no longer a game that can be decided by individual heroism.

Even someone as strong as Fang Qingyu.

It's impossible for one person to fight 50.

If the tactics are arranged properly, there is still a good chance.

Subsequently.

Ji Yang gave everyone 10 minutes to discuss.

The two classes immediately headed in different directions.

On the martial arts apprentice side, everyone subconsciously looked at Fang Qingyu, who was on the outermost edge.

Fang Qingyu also understood why they were looking at him.

After thinking for a while he said.

"As for tactics, you guys should discuss and arrange them yourselves. My personal suggestion is that I should go in later."

Regarding the overall situation.

He didn't really understand, but he thought about the combat strength of the two classes.

Fang Qingyu felt it was better to appear later.

Just like Tian Ji's horse racing strategy.

The average strength of the martial arts apprentice class was already weaker than that of the religious class.

This is a fact.

Then you want to defeat the opponent.

We must make good use of Fang Qingyu, our trump card.

It would be best if she appeared after Tong Ran.

Or in the end, only Tong Ran and a few other little Karamis will remain.

This is the most reliable way.

Otherwise, even if Fang Qingyu had defeated more than a dozen people at the beginning, he would not have been able to win.

And next
It depends on the people in the class.

Just how far can they push the followers to?

"Okay, that's what I think too."

Tang Lingchuan frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Everyone has faced each other to some extent before, so when you go on the field, it's best to be confident that you can take down one opponent and stall the other."

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The group began to discuss tactics.

Wait until it's over in 10 minutes.

The arena in the center of the training hall was set up again.

The martial arts master stood in the middle, still half asleep, waiting for Ji Yang to announce the start.

"The winning team can get an extra Blood Crystal or Meditation Flower every week."

"Make the most of your opportunities."

"Now, both sides, please send out your players!"

With an order.

Each side sent one person up.

The result was unexpected.
The person sent up from the religious class was none other than Tong Ran!

"???"

The martial arts students were all dumbfounded.

They sent out their ace right from the start.

Is this right?
The audience had lost interest in the match.

They all instinctively turned to look at Fang Qingyu.

Tang Lingchuan also leaned closer, frowned, and asked in a low voice, "Should I go or should you go?"

"Let me go."

Fang Qingyu looked at the stage and spoke calmly to Tong Ran's classmate, a martial arts student who was trying to wear Tong Ran down.

As long as we can get rid of Tong Ran.

Try to wear down as many of the opponent's people as possible.

That's the probability of winning.

Their side is still bigger.

There's no need to send Tang Lingchuan.

Not a moment later.

His fellow martial arts apprentice was instantly killed.

As the first person to go up, he must have some skill.

To be eliminated so quickly at this moment.

He looked a little embarrassed.

"I'll call it back for you."

As Fang Qingyu carried Mo Ting past the other man, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Don't let the people behind you have low morale from the start.

That would make things very difficult. Hearing this, everyone eagerly anticipated the upcoming match.

It will be a battle of the century, just like last time.

Then, with great difficulty, they won.

still is
Accidentally, the car overturned!?

"Eh?!!"

"Aoko brought a sword!"

Wu Yan, who was quite familiar with Fang Qingyu, suddenly noticed this scene.

Everyone looked over when they heard this.

Somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that Fang Qingyu won't use his mastery of Bajiquan at its peak this time?
Tong Ran frowned upon seeing this.

However, he did not say anything.

No fool would use methods they're not good at to face a formidable opponent.

Ji Yang watched this scene with great interest.

"Game start!"

The words fell.

Neither side took immediate action.

Tong Ran, unusually, took the initiative to speak this time.

"This time."

You will definitely lose!!!

The air on the arena suddenly froze.

A pale blue halo emanated from Tong Ran's body, and fine water droplets seeped from the floor beneath her feet.

Then he lifted both hands upwards with all his might.

"rise!"

The ceiling of the training ground suddenly exploded, and a torrential downpour began.

The water condensed in the air into seven ferocious water pythons, plunging down towards Fang Qingyu with immense force.

And the water pythons intertwined.

A vortex-like cage had already formed around Fang Qingyu.

They unleashed their ultimate move right from the start.

The audience gasped in unison.

Fang Qingyu remained unmoved upon seeing this.

Gently push the knife guard with your thumb.

The moment Mo Ting was drawn, it produced a crisp, clanging sound.

The Dragon Tiger Force and Qi and Blood Technique were unleashed at full power.

The blood mist was enveloped in faint golden patterns.

Then, a flash of light appeared.

Fang Qingyu flicked his right wrist.

Mo Ting's arc of light cleaved a tunnel through the torrential rain.

The trembling of the blade produced a roar like thunder.

Before anyone could see clearly, the seven menacing water pythons were simultaneously decapitated.

However, the severed water flow has not yet reached the ground.

Tong Ran slammed both palms onto the ground.

"Congeal!"

The broken water flow instantly froze into a rain of icicle-shaped arrows.

Thousands of tiny water jets refracted iridescent colors as they shot forth in the sunlight.
Fang Qingyu lowered his waist and twisted his wrist.

Mo Ting drew a crescent-shaped arc in front of him, and the silver net woven from the blade collided with the water arrow, producing a series of crisp sounds.

Ding ding ding ding——!
The sound of water bursting together formed a dense buzzing sound, and the ice shards that should have penetrated the defenses were all shattered into water droplets in front of the blade curtain.

And right now.

Fang Qingyu's figure holding the knife suddenly blurred.

The light spots reflected from the ridge of the Ink Thunder Blade formed lightning-like trails in the torrential rain.

Tong Ran's pupils suddenly contracted.

He hurriedly summoned three water curtain shields.

The blade pierced through layers of defense and reached his throat, forcing him to stagger backward.

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

"It's not over yet!!!"

Tong Ran wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and roared.

Suddenly, he bent over and plunged his ten fingers deep into the puddles.

The water in the entire arena began to rise against gravity, gathering behind him into a three-zhang-tall raging giant.

The moment the water giant threw his punch.

Fang Qingyu looked up.

When the giant fist was less than three feet from his head, Mo Ting slashed diagonally upwards.

The sharp whistling of the blade cutting through the air suddenly rose to the level of a thunderous roar. The moment the silver blade pierced through the water giant, the giant transformed into a torrential downpour.

Sunlight pierced through the raindrops, creating countless miniature rainbows.

Tong Ran was already kneeling on the edge of the ring.

The tip of the knife hovered three inches between his eyebrows.

When the rain stops.

Fang Qingyu gripped the knife in reverse, and slowly sheathed it, the back of the blade brushing against Tong Ran's nose.

A second, difficult battle?
nonexistent.

After the last battle, I'm familiar with Tong Ran's tactics.

Fang Qingyu already knew everything.

Having a knife would be more advantageous in this situation.

How could it be such a difficult and arduous battle?

He walked back to the center of the ring.

There was dead silence.

It wasn't until Ji Yang's announcement that everyone was brought back to reality.

"The victor is Fang Qingyu!"

(End of this chapter)