Noon, 1:17.
"Fang Yi, I'm not fighting. I won't fight you. I'm a kind, peace-loving man. I don't like getting into fights," William said with a straight face.
"You weren't like this before."
Fang Yi had already made his way into the hall of William's house.
After all, he was the only person Fang Yi had invited who hadn't fought him yet. He'd already sparred with the other foreign students.
"I said I'm not fighting, and I mean it! Don't try to force me. I won't accept, and that's that."
William turned away and drained the glass of red wine in his hand.
Fang Yi could only shake his head helplessly. He couldn't very well force William.
Wait, something was off.
William hadn't acted like this in the original story.
After all, his arrogant challenge to Luo Feng back then had been hard to forget. It had been Fang Yi's first big payday—and William had practically handed it to him.
Just as Fang Yi was about to leave, he suddenly heard William mutter behind him,
"What's so fun about fighting students? You should challenge one of the Training Camp instructors..."
William's words.
Fang Yi's eyes immediately lit up.
"Right! The instructors at the Training Camp are all War God Level, and they've got plenty of combat experience."
Fang Yi hurried off so quickly that the gust of wind in his wake swung the door shut.
William turned around in confusion. Seeing how fast Fang Yi had run, his eyes widened in shock.
He thought to himself,
There's no way this guy's actually going to challenge one of the other instructors, is he!?
Blade Technique Training Room.
"A Betting Duel?"
Jiang Fang, dressed in a white sports bandeau and drenched in sweat, looked at Fang Yi.
"Yeah. I've already fought the top fifty students, along with some of the other stronger ones. A few fights were tough, but I won most of them in the end."
Jiang Fang wasn't surprised. Fang Yi had made great progress lately.
"I understand that you want to get stronger, but the Training Camp doesn't allow students to challenge instructors. And if you really beat an instructor, you'd qualify as a War God graduate."
"Oh? I see."
Fang Yi lowered his gaze slightly, weighing the pros and cons.
Jiang Fang saw his expression and shook her head helplessly. She wiped the sweat from her face, then said, "You can't have a Betting Duel with an instructor, but you can ask them to test you in a match. That's another way to improve your strength."
"I'll go change. Then we can spar."
Fang Yi's head shot up, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
"Okay!"
Fifteen minutes later.
Inside the Virtual Space.
Jiang Fang stood in a massive Colosseum, dressed in combat gear and holding a curved blade in each hand.
Fang Yi charged first, War Halberd in hand!
Two streaks of crescent-shaped Flowing Light flashed swiftly, parrying the charging War Halberd. With a sudden push, Jiang Fang deflected it to the side, then crossed her twin blades and rushed in close!
"Clang! Clang! Clang—!"
The clash of weapons rang out again and again.
After more than a dozen exchanges.
Fang Yi's body dissolved, fading from the Virtual Space. Jiang Fang, her brows furrowed, exited the space as well.
Fang Yi had lost, but he was thrilled.
He'd learned a great deal from that fight.
"So that's it. I knew I was skilled with the War Halberd, but something always felt off. So this was the problem..."
Meanwhile, after removing her helmet, Jiang Fang wore a complicated expression.
During their match, she'd felt the pressure Fang Yi put on her.
"Fang Yi's improving even faster than I expected... His progress is astonishing."
It wouldn't be long.
She might not even be able to match him with a weapon.
January 1.
Fang Yi had once again ranked first the previous month.
In the nearly three months since joining the Training Camp, he'd already taken first place twice.
But no one doubted his results anymore.
At the same time.
Students at the Training Camp were allowed to go home and rest in January and February. Many had already left, while a few who wanted to keep training had stayed behind.
Fang Yi had been an orphan, with no family to visit, so he stayed at the camp to keep improving.
He trained steadily until February 3.
After analyzing his movements with his Heavy Pupil, Fang Yi had a sudden realization and threw a punch with a terrifying 6.5-fold Force Output!
"So that's how it works. I nearly forgot that the Force Application Technique used on Earth has flaws compared with the Force Application Technique of the universe."
"After all, Earthlings developed these techniques through trial and error. They never had the vast knowledge or broad perspective of the universe to help them improve."
Fang Yi controlled the Genetic Origin Energy in his cells. Under the Heavy Pupil's analysis, it gradually reached a resonant Amplitude.
Wave after wave of power stacked together, flowing more smoothly and effortlessly than before.
The punch struck the center of the testing machine's target with pinpoint precision. The vibrations took several seconds to fade.
The machine displayed the latest reading: "1,937,985 kg!"
The moment the shocking figure appeared, excitement spread across Fang Yi's face.
"This puts me straight past the requirements for the next stage of the agreement."
Fang Yi let out a long breath, then immediately submitted his latest Combat Power Amplitude.
An hour later.
A staff member delivered his reward directly. Fang Yi didn't need to go collect it himself.
The escort team was made up almost entirely of War God Level fighters. After all, this reward was no ordinary one.
"Hello. Your reward has arrived," a staff member said, handing him the box.
"Sorry for the trouble," Fang Yi replied, quickly taking it and checking his personal information.
"It's just our job."
The staff member smiled, then left with the other members of the escort team.
Fang Yi hurried back to the underground chamber.
The box was even bigger than his previous reward box.
Inside, it was divided into two layers. The first held an SS-grade combat suit and weapons. The second held several wooden boxes and a set of plastic packaging.
The wooden boxes contained three manuals and two portions of Dragon Blood.
The Black God Set was packed in the plastic box.
Fang Yi put the Dragon Blood away, then opened the plastic box. Inside lay a tiny black ring.
"With the Black God Set, my defense on Earth should be just about complete."
After reading the instruction manual, Fang Yi took out the black ring and put it on.
Ten-odd seconds passed.
A sudden sting shot through him. The black ring began to tremble, slowly merging with his skin until it became part of him.
Fifteen minutes later.
Seeing that nothing else happened, Fang Yi clenched both fists.
Streams of black Flowing Light immediately spread from where the ring had been, covering his left arm, chest, right arm, face, abdomen, hips, and legs.
The black Flowing Light shifted with his thoughts.
Once it covered his body, it transformed into the casual clothes Fang Yi usually wore.
"It really is useful."
The Black God Set then changed back into armor. It covered most of his head, leaving only his eyes exposed. A dark, mysterious Flowing Light began to seep from his Heavy Pupil.
Divine Light spread out from within, gradually coating the Black God Set and turning it into Divine Armor.
The powers of two different worlds combined.
At that moment, they created an entirely new suit of armor.
Light shimmered along the Divine Armor's contours. Set against the Black God Set's deep black, it gave the armor an indescribable air of authority.
"With the Black God Set and the Creation Divine Light Armor covering sixty percent of my body, even a King Rank monster shouldn't be able to hurt me."
Fang Yi could now spread his Creation Divine Light.
It could cover sixty percent of his body. Even if he sent twenty percent into his Flying Needles, the remaining forty percent could still protect vital areas like his eyes, head, and heart.
A few seconds later, the Divine Light faded. The Black God Set sank back into his skin, then gathered into a ring again.
"Time to use the Dragon Blood."
Fang Yi opened a wooden box and took out the two portions of Dragon Blood.
"I'm already strong enough. The Dragon Blood probably won't be as effective as it was before, but it should still improve me quite a bit."
Fang Yi didn't use it all at once. Instead, he spaced out the doses.
In the meantime.
Fang Yi continued training and went to the wilderness around City 1001 to test his defenses and refine his weapon techniques.
The second time he bathed in Dragon Blood.
Fang Yi clenched both fists and endured the pain.
Perhaps because he'd experienced it once before, the second dose didn't seem nearly as painful.
His Heavy Pupil also didn't crave the Dragon Blood as much as it had before. After the first bath, it seemed the Dragon Blood no longer had as powerful an effect on it.
After his third bath in Dragon Blood.
Fang Yi's physical fitness and strength improved considerably once more.
March 1.
Fang Yi received word that someone wanted to see him.
A Blood-Red Triangular Fighter Jet slowly descended from the sky. Jiang Fang and a group of instructors stood ready at the edge of the landing area.
Many students had gathered nearby, all of them tense. They'd only just received the news themselves: Hall Master Hong of the Limit Dojo was coming that day!
The announcement hit like a bomb dropped into still water.
In an instant, the surface erupted into chaos.
"Whoosh!"
The cabin door opened.
Two Beyond War God-level powerhouses stepped out, walking through the air.
The sight startled many of the students.
But the two men were only Inspectors. Behind them, a young man about 1.9 meters tall stepped out. He wore a black jacket and had a neat, close-cropped haircut.
The instant he appeared, the students felt their minds roar.
The world around them turned pitch-black. Seeing the change, Fang Yi understood.
"Hong has reached Planetary Level. His comprehension and consciousness are exceptionally well-developed, too. Even a casual glance from him is more than most people can withstand."
Fang Yi could feel the pressure as well.
But it didn't affect him much.
"Not bad. You truly are a genius among geniuses."
Hong's icy voice rang out.
The two Inspectors at his sides looked toward Fang Yi, who stood among the students.
At first, the students thought Hong was praising them, and they were thrilled.
But when they followed his gaze, they realized he was praising Fang Yi.
In an instant.
Hong took a single step and appeared in front of Fang Yi as if he'd teleported.
"Not bad. It was worth coming all this way just to see you."
His words.
The students around them erupted again. Even some of the instructors looked incredulous.
Had Hong come all this way just to see Fang Yi?
"I hope that one day, everyone in the Elite Training Camp will become Beyond War God. War God Level is only the beginning. Beyond War God, and the pursuit of even greater heights—that should be your eternal goal."
His words.
The students around them shouted enthusiastically.
"Yes!"
Hong looked at the students and nodded in satisfaction. Then he said, "Fang Yi, come with me."
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