Unlucky Person

Fang Che looked at Ding Ziran and smiled slightly.

Three seeds, he killed Ximen Xuri, resolving one, leaving two.

This Ding Ziran, he definitely couldn't kill. So Fang Che took another path: to befriend him.

Using the frank and passionate blood of a martial artist to stir up the other's martial heart.

Upright and open, with integrity and brightness.

And Ding Ziran's appearance was obviously that of a reclusive and lonely person; the more someone is like that, the more they lack friends.

Moreover, due to age, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenager, no matter how bad, always has a passionate heart. Well, commonly known as being chuunibyou.

So Fang Che's plan worked.

Of course, if this method was ineffective, Fang Che would change it at any time; after all, different methods are needed to deal with different people.

Well, make friends first, that's no problem, right? As for how things develop in the future, that depends on the future.

Fang Che was very satisfied.

Two of the three targets had already been won over.

That Ximen Xuri was killed by him, so of course that counts as winning him over too.

Seven into four! Fang Che took the lead.

Immediately, everyone saw that Fang Che really had the strength to win the championship. He could even be said to be the undisputed champion.

After all, no one could defeat that Saber Performance of Stupa move.

Countless students beat their chests and stamped their feet.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Moreover, among so many popular contenders for the championship, Fang Che's betting rate was the lowest.

Only about seven thousand points were bet on him.

And most of them were bet by the little sisters of the Looks-based Faction who liked to look at handsome men!

It can be seen that in this society that values appearances, the Looks-based Faction still has a huge advantage.

A huge victory for the Looks-based Faction! Almost all the male students in the school were wiped out! A wail of grief spread everywhere.

On the other hand, the female Martial Students who bet on Fang Che cheered, their voices delicate and uniform, actually suppressing the screams of the boys.

"Cousin, cousin!"

"Cousin is mine!"

"Ahhh... I didn't want to win, but I actually won..." The person who said this was a round-faced, baby-fat girl, with a look of surprise.

This cry, which was not Versailles being Versailles, was like a knife stabbing into the hearts of many gamblers.

She didn't even want to win...

And themselves, after analyzing and analyzing, constantly arranging and rearranging, various deliberations, various choices, ended up plunging headfirst into a pit.

And couldn't get out! Countless boys felt a darkness before their eyes, felt that their future Martial Academy life was bleak and dim.

"I don't want to live..."

"I don't want to live either!"

"When I think about my living expenses, food money, and cultivation expenses from today onwards... I just want to die! Ahhh..."

"You... you bet everything? Didn't even leave any money for food?"

"Wasn't I thinking of making a big gamble? I didn't even leave half a point, I bet it all on this disappointing Ding Ziran... Hey? Hey, brother, do you mean you still have some in your hand?"

"Get lost! I don't!"

"No, no, brother, big brother, daddy! I'll follow your lead from tomorrow onwards... Daddy, daddy, don't go..."

"..."

The entire White Cloud Martial Academy was filled with gloom.

Next match, Huo Churan versus Xie Gongping.

Before the battle even started, almost everyone felt that the champion of this competition had already been decided.

Fang Che was almost guaranteed the championship.

Whether the remaining matches were fought or not, it was just a competition for second and third place.

There really wasn't much to see.

Because Fang Che's Saber Performance of Stupa was a guaranteed win, even if the remaining few had stronger overall strength than Fang Che, as long as that saber move was forced out, they would undoubtedly lose.

Since that was the case, what was there to fight for?

No matter how much they fought, no one would be first.

But the excitement, intensity, and tenacity of this battle completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

Huo Churan and Xie Gongping began to fight with all their might as soon as they stood on the arena.

Fists and feet came first, banging like drums, and when both of them had black eyes and swollen faces, they simultaneously drew their sabers and swords, and fiercely clashed with clangs.

Later, the sabers and swords were even broken, and then the two began to fight hand-to-hand.

The two's battle lasted a full hour, without a winner!

In the end, both of them had exhausted their true essence, but they both persevered and refused to fall, continuing to beat each other with pure physical strength!

The audience below the stage looked at each other, everyone had goosebumps all over their bodies, and their hearts were greatly shocked.

What deep hatred could make them fight to this point! Mo Ganyun stood beside Fang Che and chuckled, "These two families are mortal enemies; these two guys have been irreconcilable since they were three years old..."

"Oh? Tell me about it?"

A smile appeared on Mo Ganyun's rough face, and he said, "Huo Churan is the direct son of the Huo Family, an eighth-grade family in Fubo City, and Xie Gongping is the direct son of the Xie Family, an eighth-grade family in Fubo City, and both are geniuses."

"The Huo Family and the Xie Family have been at odds for two thousand years. Originally, both families were seventh-grade families, but because of their constant infighting, they both fell to eighth-grade, which only deepened their hatred. So, these two great families always fight to the death whenever they meet! This is in the Martial Academy, where killing is not allowed. If it were outside, one of them would already be dead."

Mo Ganyun glanced at Fang Che when he said, 'This is in the Martial Academy, where killing is not allowed.'

His meaning was profound.

Fang Che suddenly understood and said, "I see."

Then he asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"As far as I know, Brother Fang, you are the first person in the White Cloud Martial Academy in the last three hundred years to kill someone during the New Student Competition."

Mo Ganyun sighed, "A talent."

"Huh?"

"Don't think that just because you killed Ximen Xuri, everything is calm now. The Martial Academy will have to do a lot of work. No matter what, Ximen Xuri entered the Martial Academy legitimately and was at the top of his class. To be killed on the stage during the New Student Competition, in front of tens of thousands of people... it's a huge accident for the Martial Academy."

"No matter how vile Ximen Xuri was, how undisciplined, or how his sneak attack backfired... those are just reasons and cannot cover up the accident of a Martial Student being killed in public right after entering the school."

"For you personally, you may only need to guard against the Ximen Family's revenge. After all, everyone with eyes can see that this matter isn't your fault. But just because it's not your fault doesn't mean others won't be unlucky."

Mo Ganyun gestured with his eyes towards the stage, "Didn't you see... the referees on the stage have changed? The two referee instructors who were there when you fought Ximen Xuri are probably out of luck because they are the perfect scapegoats."

Fang Che was silent for a moment before softly saying, "In that situation, how can you blame those two teachers? No one could have reacted in time."

"That's true, but they were the only ones on stage at the time, and failing to stop it is their fault! Because they are the referees! They are also responsible for safety."

"The Martial Academy will reason with you, and everyone knows what happened, but this society won't reason with you! The reasoning is that a perfectly fine child came to the Martial Academy and was killed, and you, as the teacher, were right there and didn't stop it! That's dereliction of duty, a heinous crime!"

"With the strength of the Martial Academy, it naturally doesn't need to care about a ninth-grade family like the Ximen Family, but it must provide an explanation to all sectors of society. So, even if they know there were extenuating circumstances, even if they know the two instructors are innocent, this stain is unavoidable."

Mo Ganyun sighed, "If no one protects those two instructors... I'm afraid..."

He shook his head and stopped talking.

A bang was heard from the stage.

It was Huo Churan and Xie Gongping simultaneously punching each other in the eye sockets.

Each with a black eye.

Then, the two completely exhausted men swayed backward with their bruised and swollen faces.

With a crash, they fell on their backs, all fours in the air, lying down at the same time.

It was actually a draw, a tie!

The whole audience was in an uproar.

No one had expected that these two guys would end up like this after fighting to this point.

But everyone could see that these two boys had not only tried their best but had also used every ounce of strength they had.

They just couldn't defeat each other.

Helpless, they had to declare a draw.

Fang Che, however, was no longer paying attention to the stage but was thinking about what Mo Ganyun had just said.

For a time, he felt a little heavy-hearted.

Huo Churan's battle with Xie Gongping took up an entire afternoon! It was getting late, and the subsequent battle between Qiu Yunshang and Jing Shuanggao, as well as the final championship and runner-up battles, had to be moved to tomorrow.

Moreover, it presented a difficult problem for the Martial Academy: if these two tied, how would they narrow down seven to four? Would they have to advance five out of seven?

This matter needed further study.

Fang Che declined Fang Qingyun's invitation and left alone.

Gao Yunqi and Zhou Yi, the two instructors who were the referees for Fang Che's battle with Ximen Xuri, looked grave. They left the Martial Academy together and found a small tavern to drink.

They only ordered two small dishes but brought up four large jars of wine.

They didn't touch the dishes, and one jar of wine was already empty, yet neither of them spoke a word.

Finally...

Gao Yunqi chuckled wryly, "This matter is truly...mysterious. This encounter can be considered unlucky."

Zhou Yi grinned, "Indeed, mysterious. After my last injury, I wanted to die on the front lines, but an order transferred me to White Cloud Martial Academy... At first, I was unwilling to come, but I came in the end."

"After arriving here, life was peaceful, without so much danger. So, I found a wife and had children. I originally just wanted to drag my crippled body along, nurturing some talents here, so that my life wouldn't be in vain. I didn't expect... Heh..."

Zhou Yi laughed, "I don't care, but it's a pity that my wife and children have only enjoyed a few years of happiness with me, and now they have to start worrying."

He sighed, "Thinking about it, I was just being stubborn. I cultivated my whole life, fought my whole life, for one hundred and fifty years, without any thought of family. Now that I'm injured and crippled, I come back to the rear and find a wife, burdening her. It's truly... why bother."

"If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?"

Gao Yunqi smiled slightly, "I'm the same, my wife and children are still at home... Hehe, let's drink."

Zhou Yi said, "What do you think the Martial Academy will do this time?"

"The Martial Academy will definitely protect us."

Gao Yunqi sighed, "Especially Vice President Huang, he will definitely not back down. With his strong support, as long as we are thick-skinned, nothing will really happen. We'll just receive a light punishment, and after a while, the storm will basically subside."

Zhou Yi chuckled, picked up his bowl, and drank it all in one gulp, saying, "If we were really thicker-skinned, that would be great."

"Hehehe..."

Gao Yunqi chuckled and picked up his wine bowl, "Drink, drink."

"It's a pity that White Cloud Martial Academy's thousand-year reputation can't be tarnished because of our blemishes, right? As long as the Martial Academy protects its own teachers, then no matter who is right or wrong, the Martial Academy is being biased."

"Yes! It will be said that officials protect each other, engaging in petty corruption."

"Oppressing the weak masses."

Both of them had been in the martial world for a lifetime, how could they not think of the consequences of this matter?

Reputation is not so easy to maintain!

"When the Martial Academy makes a decision, you and I will volunteer to go to the New Chu Borderlands. We might as well fight a few more battles with those demon spawn from the Sole True Sect!"

"Good!"

The two of them picked up their wine bowls, smiled at each other.

Former comrades, current colleagues, and tomorrow, they will once again be comrades!

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

"Remember to settle your family well."

"Understood."

The two of them laughed heartily.

The opening paragraph of this chapter was not originally in the draft. After reading the chapter comments last night, I realized that some people really don't understand the book.

They actually thought that Fang Che was sincerely making friends with Ding Ziran, and then said that A-Che was a naive newbie who had just entered the world. There were even quite a few likes and replies agreeing with this.

To avoid being swayed, I deleted it.

Then this morning, I specifically added a paragraph of explanation.

Those of you who can understand the plot can just treat it as a bit of filler.

Please understand my helplessness in adding this paragraph specifically.

If this book is fortunate enough to be published, this specially added paragraph will be deleted.

As for the follow-up of Ding Ziran... well, just keep reading.