School Belle Fang Che

Fang Che and Night Dream both rolled their eyes inwardly at that.

These demonic cultists really speak in a way that... every sentence carries an anti-human quality.

Fang Che quickly declined, "Then let's just forget about it... Master, speaking of this Ximen Xuri, he's a genius of the Ximen Family, and a seed of the Heavenly God Sect. This... I'm afraid it will be easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark."

Sun Yuan nodded, "That's for sure. The Heavenly God Sect and the Ximen Family won't let this go; but the Heavenly God Sect side, naturally our One Heart Sect will deal with them. As for the Ximen Family... Hmph, let them dare to try!"

A fierce light shot out from Sun Yuan's eyes.

Fang Che nodded, "Then I can rest assured."

Fang Che had already made plans in his heart regarding this matter. Since Ximen Xuri was already dead, then he was dead, it didn't matter.

As for the Heavenly God Sect's revenge, Fang Che wasn't worried. If soldiers come, the One Heart Sect will block them; if water comes, the One Heart Sect will use earth to dam it.

As for the Ximen Family... since Ximen Xuri is already dead, this family that has turned to the Heavenly God Sect is useless to keep around.

Might as well hand them over to Sun Yuan.

"Master, I feel a little uneasy."

Fang Che frowned and said, "I always feel like those two pieces of corpse are still swaying in front of my eyes, it's very uncomfortable."

"Ah!"

Sun Yuan was startled and hurriedly said, "Quickly take a Mind-Calming Pill, go rest and sleep, you'll be fine after a sleep."

He patted Fang Che's shoulder and comforted him, "Although Ximen Xuri is dead, don't take it to heart. After all, the sun will still rise every day, just think of him as still living on the sun."

"What Master says makes sense."

Fang Che sincerely agreed.

Yes, Ximen Xuri is dead, but the west shouldn't have a rising sun in the first place.

This matter is reasonable.

Fang Che took the medicine and went to his room to sleep and rest.

Sun Yuan was overjoyed in the courtyard.

The mission was already one-third complete.

The Heavenly God Sect's seed, Ximen Xuri, had been killed by Fang Che with one strike.

If the Sect Leader knew about this, how happy would he be!

He would probably laugh a few times to the sky, right?

Sun Yuan could already feel the feeling of relief now.

"No, this matter must be reported as soon as possible!"

In the end, he was still worried about his disciple, so he went in to check on the sleeping Fang Che, sensed that his divine soul was stable, and then he was relieved.

He came out and told Night Dream to serve him well.

Then he quickly flashed away.

"Hahahaha…"

Late at night, at the One Heart Sect's main altar.

Yin Shen Gong laughed heartily, feeling extremely cheerful.

"Sect Leader, what makes you so happy?" Mu Linyuan asked from the side.

"The Night Demon has already killed the Heavenly God Sect's seed!"

Yin Shen Gong's eyebrows and eyes bloomed with joy, his originally gloomy face now radiant with happiness.

He had even long forgotten Ximen Xuri's name, only knowing that the Heavenly God Sect's seed was gone.

So satisfying! With his hands behind his back, Yin Shen Gong sneered and said, "After the Heavenly God Sect suffered an unexpected setback in my sect, they actually sent a letter saying... the One Heart Sect is nothing more than this, only the Heavenly God descending to earth can do this and that, and various sarcasms... Now, this Sect Leader has finally vented some anger."

"Does the Sect Leader want to write a letter to the Heavenly God Sect?" Mu Linyuan chimed in.

"...No need. That would expose the Night Demon's identity."

Yin Shen Gong pondered for a moment, then said, "The Night Demon's identity is secret. Those people from the Heavenly God Sect have no bottom line in their actions, they are despicable, shameless, and vulgar. We can't let them know."

Mu Linyuan repeatedly agreed, "Sect Leader is farsighted."

But in his heart, he was thinking: This makes it sound like you have a bottom line in your actions.

You can even do something like intercepting and killing someone else's seed, and you still have the nerve to talk about a bottom line.

Early morning.

When Fang Che arrived at the Martial Academy, he was greeted with a wave of comfort.

"There's nothing that could be done about it. In that situation, no one could have held back. Ximen Xuri's death was his own fault, you can't blame yourself."

"That's right, such a despicable person, it's good that he's dead. Shameless enough to use hidden weapons, and even trying to launch a sneak attack after losing, what kind of character is that!"

"Don't take it to heart."

It must be said that Fang Qingyun's popularity played a huge role.

Fang Qingyun also had a smile on his face, genuinely happy, "Cousin, you've now become a flower of the Martial Academy."

"A flower of the Martial Academy?" Fang Che was speechless.

"Yes, at the White Cloud Martial Academy, the four great handsome men are all upperclassmen; since you came, as a freshman, and also the most outstanding one in all previous years, we've decided to crown you as the one and only School Belle!"

A girl said with great interest.

Fang Che: "..."

"In recent years, some boring people from other Martial Academies have been selecting School Belles among the female Martial Students, which has aroused the anger of the female heroes: Do we need you to judge whether we are beautiful or not? Why should you judge?"

A girl said, "And our White Cloud Martial Academy, from the very beginning, all the girls have unanimously resisted. So, there has never been such a boring thing. But we can elect handsome men, considering all aspects..."

Fang Che was dumbfounded.

So this White Cloud Martial Academy is actually a feminist society?

Boys can't vote for the School Belle, but girls can turn around and vote for the School Adonis? Creative, very creative.

"But in your freshman class, no one can compare to you, so... everyone unanimously agrees that you are the only School Belle!"

Fang Che's jaw almost dropped.

Wasn't it supposed to be the four great handsome men... School Adonis or something?

How did it become the only School Belle?

Me? Thinking about being called 'School Belle Fang' when walking down the street in the future, Fang Che felt like he could die on the spot! He hurriedly and vehemently objected, "This won't do! I won't be this School Belle!"

"Objection overruled!"

Senior Sister Liu said triumphantly, "This was decided by many girls yesterday. It's no use even if you object."

"..."

Fang Che felt that the world before him was gray.

"Speaking of yesterday, you were ambushed by that Ximen Xuri with hidden weapons, and especially the lingering fear you had after killing him, it was so cute, pitiful, and weak... it broke the hearts of some senior sisters... they kept shouting about wanting to hold you in their arms and comfort you."

A boy said with some jealousy.

"Hold me in their arms? Comfort me?"

Fang Che felt that this world was bizarre.

How could it be like this?

This sentence really had an extremely strong feeling of 'little cat, little dog, little child' being held in the arms and shaken...

Fang Che covered his face and fled.

"Hahahaha..."

Laughter came from the girls behind him.

It must be said that the feeling of teasing boys is very good.

Especially a boy who is likable, handsome, and very clean and straightforward, makes the girls feel even more accomplished.

This is also one of the few pleasures they have left in the boring martial arts practice.

Fang Qingyun caught up and handed Fang Che the information in his hand.

"This is the information of the other twenty-four winners besides you. I have to say, many people are going to go bankrupt this time. This year's battle was exceptionally fierce."

Fang Qingyun sighed.

"Which one did cousin bet on? How much did you bet?"

"I never gamble. I haven't participated since last year."

Fang Qingyun had a gentle smile on his face: "That's why I have such good popularity."

This sentence was somewhat meaningful.

Fang Qingyun didn't say it explicitly, but Fang Che understood immediately.

When everyone around you has lost, and only you have a lot of points, you can't help but have good relationships.

What's more, Fang Qingyun is inherently a refined and gentle person, so he's even more popular.

"How's your cultivation going recently? Still seven thousand four hundred and seventy-six?"

Fang Che asked with concern.

This was really hitting where it hurts! Fang Qingyun's refined and upright face visibly darkened, and he glared at Fang Che, saying, "I still have no problem beating you!"

Seeing this, Fang Che knew that they hadn't started comparing yet.

Otherwise, that Heavenly Vein Vermillion Fruit should have had some effect by now.

So he nodded and said, "Cousin, keep it up! I believe in you."

Fang Qingyun said, "I believe in myself too..."

Before he could finish, he heard his own cousin say, "You still have twenty-four places to drop, so you have to work hard. If you drop to seven thousand five, that's not bad either, at least it's a whole number!"

A whole number... what the heck!

Fang Qingyun's face immediately turned green.

Gritting his teeth in anger, he said, "Fang Che! I'll beat you to death..."

Fang Che had already run away.

Several girls surrounded him, their eyes unfriendly: "Fang Qingyun, who are you going to beat to death?"

Fang Qingyun: "..."

My friends, have you betrayed me to my cousin's side so quickly? He's only been here for a few days! ...

Twenty-five into thirteen.

Fang Che drew the ninth spot. This battle was almost without suspense, but Fang Che still dragged it out for a long time before barely making it into the top thirteen.

Compared to the other twelve, who all decided the victory within five moves, and five of them even decided the outcome with one move.

Fang Che's performance seemed extremely lackluster.

Compared to each other in the hearts of all the martial students present, Fang Che's performance was undoubtedly the worst.

This performance was definitely the strength of the last place in the top thirteen.

Instantly, the betting odds changed dramatically.

Qiu Yunshang, Ding Ziran, Xie Gongping, Huo Churan, and Mo Ganyun each had more than 30,000 points bet on them.

These were the five people who had consistently won with one move against all their opponents!

In one hour, the top thirteen were decided.

The time was far from noon.

So the competition for the top seven out of thirteen began immediately!

Fang Che twitched, then couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth, what a coincidence to draw number six!

Mo Ganyun.

One of the top five favorites to win the championship.

How can he keep a low profile now?

Just as Fang Che was considering, a robust young man over two meters tall on the opposite side also looked up.

His gaze was like a knife.

Mo Ganyun! Mo Ganyun is also eighteen years old, but the robustness of this young man's body exceeds that of a strong man in his late twenties! Standing there, he is like a mountain.

Majestic and unmoving.

Although he is tall and strong, his whole body is very coordinated, and he looks like a perfectly proportioned human body, only several sizes larger! Thick hair, thick eyebrows.

Straight nose and wide mouth, only eighteen, but the cheeks on both sides already have the light cyan color that comes from shaving every day.

A pair of eyes, sharp as knives.

Long legs and tall stature, just standing there, all the people who see him automatically have various words describing 'mighty, robust, and burly' popping out of their minds!