Fang Yuan Do's

CHAPTER 48 - A Little Funny

It rained for 4 days before stopping.

The sun rose high into the sky, tearing apart the rain curtain, it seemed like it was an open summer.

The summer breath began to faintly come.

The weather became increasingly sunny and cloudless, sweeping the sentimental breath of spring, and the temperature slowly rose.

In spring evenings, living crickets retreat, curling into deep ground to lay eggs.

Green spear bamboo specifically found on Qing Mao Mountain is starting to grow wild, and almost every day will show a noticeable increase in height.

The clumps and trees began to change from emerald green to dark green.

Endless green mountains began to look greener and more lush.

The weather was clear for thousands of miles, blue as crystal.

Bang, bang, bang.

At the training ground in the academy, the sounds of punches and kicks sounded.

After exchanging more than 10 blows, Gu Yue Mo Bei was kicked in the stomach by Fang Yuan, retreating 5 to 6 steps, leaving a determined circle in the arena.

The instructor stood in front of the stage and evaluated the situation.

Seeing this, he immediately declared, "Gu Yue Mo Bei has walked out of the arena, Gu Yue Fang Yuan won for the 33rd time in a row!"

"Hmph, I lost to you again."

Gu Yue Mo Bei gnashed his teeth, his eyes staring right at Fang Yuan, “But don't be arrogant. One day, I will defeat you. I can already feel it, that day is near!”

Fang Yuan looked at him expressionlessly, and then his eyelids drooped down.

“That kick made you have internal bleeding. I'd advise you to take care of the injury first."

"This little injury is nothing!"

Gu Yue Mo Bei retorted halfway through, when suddenly his expression changed and his throat gulped, spewing out a mouthful of blood.

His face was pale, this was the first time he had suffered a wound of this level!

His eyes could not help but show signs of fear.

The instructor rushed over and calmed him down.

“Don't worry about this injury rate, you just need to rest for a few days."

"Stop training your punches and don't do hard exercises during this period.”

The moment he finished saying so, the 2 Gu Master healers who were waiting outside rushed over and meticulously helped Gu Yue Mo Bei out.

Gu Yue Mo Bei did not dare to say anything more, but he looked at Fang Yuan deeply in his eyes, filled with anger, hatred, regret and resentment.

“Mo Bei had good martial techniques, but he could not defeat Fang Yuan.”

"Fang Yuan is too good, basically no one can defeat him!"

“Mo Bei was really spewing blood, it was really scary. I don't want to fight a man like this.”

“Huh, but the instructor said today was a battle practice!"

"Each of us needs to go up and fight once.”

The students stood outside the arena, some looking towards Fang Yuan with fear, some sighing nonstop, some pale while others felt trepidation.

Among them, someone was injured. Some held onto their bruised faces, some held their limbs, panting.

The others lay on the ground, rubbing their thighs.

"Next!"

Seeing no challengers coming, the instructor shouted.

But no one answered. Usually the ones who dared to challenge Fang Yuan were only Gu Yue Mo Bei, Gu Yue Chi Cheng and Gu Yue Fang Zheng.

But they were beaten.

Silence struck the students as the others even slightly pulled their steps. The instructor frowned when he saw their terrified expression.

He couldn't help but think about the words of the academy elder, “Finally lately, Fang Yuan has become too dominant, we have to suppress him."

"Other students couldn't even raise their heads under his pressure, and if this continued, the courage in their hearts would shrink."

"Our academy nurtures brave tigers and wolves to fight the enemy, not frightened sheep.”

“What's with you all? No matter how strong he is, Fang Yuan is only 15 years old, he's one of your comrades!"

"He's the same age as you, eats the same food as you and drinks the same water. He didn't have 3 heads or 6 arms, he wasn't a monster!"

"Take your courage and show the pride of the Gu Yue clan within you!” Shouted the instructor, trying his best to motivate the students.

"But he's too strong, we can't beat him."

“The classmates who fought him were in a miserable state. Mo Bei was beaten until he vomited blood.”

"Fang Yuan is getting more ruthless with his attacks, instructor, we don't dare to fight him."

The students spoke softly, replying weakly.

The instructor stomped his feet furiously.

'These stupid kids!'

He is clearly an observer. Fang Yuan had gone through 33 consecutive fights without a break.

Although he was constantly regulating his breathing, his stamina was already drained.

Fang Yuan's merciless attack proved this fact even further. He could no longer calm down like before, he lost control of his strength and situation.

If one tried harder, his fatigue would be revealed. With a few more people, he could be defeated!

After Fang Yuan was defeated, his domineering presence would be sharply reduced, the students' courage ignited and the motive to suppress Fang Yuan was achieved.

But now, the students were hindered by Fang Yuan's formidable front.

Sometimes, defeating someone is not a strong enemy, but his own heart.

The instructor was restless in his mind, and continued to motivate them.

But he's not good with his words. At first he said the same words to ignite the spirit of the youths and awaken some challengers.

But now that he had said this many times, all the young people were already numb.

Fang Yuan folded his hands and stared at this coldly. Even though he was standing in the middle of the arena, he was acting like a spectator.

The instructor pushed for some time but the students still looked at each other, no one moved.

Instructors cannot resist anger and helplessness.

He turned to Fang Yuan, dejectedly reprimanding, “Fang Yuan, you are also wrong. Your punch is getting fiercer among classmates, you should be more gentle and friendly, how can you deal such a vicious blow?"

"Be careful from now on and attack carefully. If you make your classmates vomit blood, I will declare your defeat and drive you out of the arena!”

"Instructor, you're wrong."

Fang Yuan snorted, his gaze not showing any weakness, staring directly at the instructor.

"Don't tell me that in battle, we should also ask our enemies to be more gentle and friendly?”

The instructor became furious, "Hmph, your attacks are vicious, you hurt your classmates and you dare to use crooked logic!"

"Instructor, you're wrong again."

Fang Yuan laughed coldly.

“You organized this practice match and raised the winning prize to 20 primeval stones. Without your encouragement, would these people be hurt?"

"Fuck!"

The instructor was not good at words, and he pointed towards Fang Yuan and frowned, “Do you still want the reward or not?"

"If you argue any further, even if you get first place, I will declare you lose!"

"You are very uncooperative and antisocial, and you dare to argue with your teacher, you have no right to claim 20 primeval stones as a reward!”

Fang Yuan laughed out loud.

"This is just a competition that only gives 20 primeval stones, do you think I care?"

Saying so, he turned around and left. Under the class's desperate gaze, he walked out from the middle of the arena.

Although he had not managed to sell the video, Fang Yuan still had several hundred primeval stones.

Furthermore, his goal this time was not a primeval stone.

"You!"

Seeing Fang Yuan actually walking down the stage, the instructor was stunned without words, showing a shocked and confused expression.

A 15-year-old, shouldn't he be competitive and passionate?

Fang Yuan has such fighting talent, shouldn't his character be more than that?

How could he withdraw from a competition like this?

Moreover, Fang Yuan had no background, he had to be strict on the primeval stone. Why can't 20 primeval stones pull it?

At this point, the instructor stood in place, unsure of what to do.

Fang Yuan did not enter into the trap, but immediately left the arena.

The instructor suddenly realized, There was nothing he could do to Fang Yuan.

With his status, he was unable to find any problems with Fang Yuan directly, and forced him to rise above the arena, right?

The surrounding students retreated, keeping a distance from Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan stood in the courtyard, with no one around.

With him as the center, the 5-step radius around him became void.

Too bad.

If they were beside Fang Yuan, they would hear Fang Yuan's panting voice.

"My stamina's drained." Swishing Fang Yuan.

Although he showed an energetic outer appearance, behind his clothes, his body shivered slightly.

After all, he was only 15 years old and did not have the relevant Gu as support. After 33 games, he was close to his limits.

Although he had rich fighting experience from his past life, all along, the fighting abilities of the other youngsters had improved significantly.

From them, Fang Yuan could already feel a strengthening pressure.

This kind of pressure was reflected in Fang Yuan's attack. His attacks grew louder as he gradually lost control of his strength.

Compared to the past, when they were still too weak and he could defeat them easily, those youngsters would only sustain minor injuries.

But now, his control over the arena was getting weaker, so he had to attack harder to maintain his image.

“Experience, however, is not almighty. Any thought or technique requires a body with sufficient foundation before its value can be seen."

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes. Actually he had long since seen through the instructor's mind.

Fang Yuan was not surprised, as if he had expected this from the start, the academy elder's pressure on him.

After he killed Gao Wan, the people who dared to challenge him were reduced.

As he blackmailed them, even more people who were oppressed by Fang Yuan's dominance did not dare to resist, and they obediently handed over their primeval stone.

After a long time, Fang Yuan's invincible image would form.

This will leave psychological trauma in young children and make them insecure with their martial techniques.

This was what the academy elders did not want to see.

He needed Fang Yuan to motivate and force the students to improve, not to completely extinguish their desire to fight.

He wanted to see Fang Yuan lose.

Once Fang Yuan was defeated, the invincible image he established would instantly shatter.

At the same time, it would arouse the fighting spirit of the students. After a few setbacks, it would form their desire to be persistent.

But for Fang Yuan, he needed this form of pressure so that he could squeeze out the primeval stone more easily.

If he was defeated, those young people would realize his weakness and attack simultaneously.

Although Fang Yuan had many primeval stones in his hands, blackmail was his main source of income.

Without this source, he would dig up his reserves.

Thus, Fang Yuan's appearance in the arena and 33 consecutive victories were only to maintain his deterrence against the students, and not for the 20 primal stone prize.

If he avoided the fight from the start, it would show his weakness, and if he went berserk, he would show his weakness.

“What are you waiting for, why is no one going up the arena, come on!"

"The first gift is 20 primeval stones, you all don't want it anymore?” Shouted the instructor after it came out of his mind.

The other students started to get excited.

Fang Yuan had left the arena, and to them, it was a huge boulder from their minds.

"I'm going!"

"I'll come!"

2 Young people got on stage and started fighting.

“Huh, if I knew this, I would wait and not rush up the arena. Then I won't be thrown off the arena by Fang Yuan."

"It's a pity, to think of Fang Yuan leaving."

"She was really brave, look, even the instructor was at a loss what to do with her."

Hearing their whispers, the instructor felt his reputation crumble. He was extremely agitated in his heart and wanted to punish Fang Yuan thoroughly.

However, Fang Yuan did nothing wrong, and leaving the arena on his own accord was allowed.

The instructor was helpless and moody. Finally he looked at Fang Yuan and looked at the latter angrily.

Fang Yuan's lips slightly curved upwards as he thought, "Such a rough method, this instructor is a little funny."