Words That Curse

Everyone had finished returning the salute before Ji Zhibai casually cupped his hands and smiled. "Fang Nation-Queller made his name on the Dragon Ascension Platform. In the Metropolitan Graduate Hunting Ground, you will surely outshine all the rest. Your peculiar Talent Qi Ancient Sword will certainly rank first among Metropolitan Graduates, and your Transmissible Battle Poems will surely suppress even the Poem Maniac."

The many Metropolitan Graduates looked at Ji Zhibai with great displeasure. Though they knew he and Fang Yun were enemies, this was not the time to settle old scores. They were here to learn how to fight for Jing Kingdom's Spring Hunt ranking, yet Ji Zhibai had begun by sowing discord. It was truly detestable.

Poem Maniac Ma Chaoming said leisurely, "I do not know whether his Transmissible Battle Poems or my Yuanmen Arrow is superior, but I do know that in the Hunting Grounds, he and I together are worth many Ji Zhibais."

He Ludong said from the side, "Literary Marquis Fang, how about letting this general remain Jing Kingdom's number one Talent Qi Ancient Sword among Metropolitan Graduates for a few more days?"

Fang Yun smiled. "General He remains the number one Lip Spear and Tongue Sword among Jing Kingdom's Metropolitan Graduates. This humble student willingly admits defeat."

"Good. When we return from the Spring Hunt, we shall share a drink."

"That is precisely what I desire, though I dared not ask first," Fang Yun said.

Ji Zhibai's face turned green, then white. He had not expected the two veteran Metropolitan Graduates to be so blunt.

The many Metropolitan Graduates looked at Ji Zhibai with amused eyes, some even revealing mocking expressions.

Fang Yun might have been young enough to be provoked, but He Ludong and Ma Chaoming were both Metropolitan Graduates in their forties.