Fang Xin was already used to Zhuge Heng's sudden appearances.
“Let’s start with the bad news!”
“The bad news is, according to our reliable sources, the Church was secretly behind Yang Haosi’s move against you!”
Fang Xin paused slightly, “Then what’s the good news?”
“The good news is that Yang Haosi definitely has a lot of good equipment on him. As long as you kill Yang Haosi, all the items will be yours. And Elder Ye will use this as an excuse to challenge the Church and the White Lotus Society. The Church and the White Lotus Society will have to swallow their losses, and at least for a long time, they won’t dare to touch a hair on your head!”
Fang Xin took a sip of his energy drink, “Why is the Church so fixated on me? They’ve already confirmed that my parents didn’t leave me anything they wanted!”
Zhuge Heng grinned, showing his small white teeth, and said, “Those scumbags in the Church are just like that. The root of this matter is a long story. Back when The Chaos of the Gods had just ended, the Church held supreme power, which many people didn’t want to see. They wanted to reform the internal system of the Church.
After various parties intervened, power struggles within the Church divided it into two factions: the Reformists and the Royalist Faction. At that time, Elder Ye was a staunch Reformist, but in the end, the Royalist Faction won. So, from that time on, the Ninth Division and the Church have had a very strained relationship. The struggle between any forces is not just a test for the strong, but also a trial for the new generation.
The younger generation of the Ninth Division already has me, so they absolutely will not allow another prodigy to emerge from the Ninth Division! I have the Zhuge Family behind me, so if the Church wants to move against me, they will weigh the pros and cons. But you have no backing, so if they want to move against you, their idea is very simple: to nip you in the bud. However, they don't dare to be too blatant, as there are still various treaties between major powers. To kill a new student of the Ninth Division, they must have a justifiable reason, so Yang Haosi was pushed out as their weapon.”
Fang Xin tilted his head back, drinking all the energy drink. He crumpled the bottle in his hand, his eyes glinting with fierce ruthlessness.
“Got it!”
Zhuge Heng patted Fang Xin’s shoulder, “Train hard! If you have any questions, you can ask me anytime!”
“Okay!”
Zhuge Heng slurped some noodles and then disappeared on the spot.
Fang Xin stared at the air, his eyes gleaming with fierce light.
He threw himself back into training, even more desperately than before!
As time passed, Fang Xin’s various Talents were all improving comprehensively.
The most significant improvements were in the combat power of his Light Attribute Talent and Mental Talent.
His Perception Talent also benefited greatly from the enhancement of his Mental Talent, rising with the tide.
Two weeks passed quietly amidst daily strenuous training.
As Fang Xin punched the force-measuring device, the value on the screen soared. Fang Xin's Strength Talent had reached the peak of Level Four combat power.
The dragon scales formed by the Qi manifestation of the Taiyi Ascending Dragon Art could now cover his entire body.
His other Talents had also successively reached Level Four combat power.
But among these Talents...
The biggest changes were in his Mental Talent and Light Attribute Talent.
For no other reason than this:
The Divine Spring condensed by his Mental Talent had actually become seven streams.
And the Divine Source of his Light Attribute Talent also reached seven streams, suspended above the Divine Spring.
The number of SSS-level Soul Generals and Slaughter Generals he could control also reached seven.
This change also brought with it abundant mental power and Light Power.
Fang Xin had searched through all the records and had never found any mention of anyone having seven Divine Springs and Divine Sources.
And Fang Xin was very clear about the root cause of all these mutations: they all stemmed from the boost of his Slaughter Talent.
It was another pleasant Friday. During this period, whenever Fang Xin had time, he would investigate where the powerful individuals who fell during The Chaos of the Gods were finally buried. If they hadn't entered reincarnation, summoning those big shots to be Soul Generals would also be a good option.
However, Tiger Guard Mo had mentioned the specific locations of two more of the Thirteen Tiger Guards, so Fang Xin planned to bring these two Tiger Guards under his command first.
Fang Xin selected a location relatively close to the Tiger Guards from the mission list, intending to bring the two Tiger Guards under his command while completing the mission.
During this time, the matter of Yang Haosi wanting to fight Fang Xin on the Life-and-Death Arena was escalating.
Yang Haosi’s failure to deny it was enough to explain everything.
That grandson Zhang Qiang, fearing Yang Haosi wouldn't make a move, intentionally and unintentionally spread the news that Yang Haosi was going to attack Fang Xin every day, deliberately stirring up everyone's desire for gossip and a show. This way, he could completely corner Yang Haosi, and Yang Haosi, for the sake of face, would have to fight Fang Xin, allowing Zhang Qiang to kill with a borrowed knife.
Fang Xin looked at the value of 24,900 kilograms he had just punched out in the gravity chamber, and satisfactorily shook his fist.
Jiang Xiaocha handed Fang Xin a cup of water, her expression worried.
“Brother, the matter of Yang Haosi wanting to attack you is escalating. I also heard people say that Yang Haosi is equipped with many exceptionally good treasures, all provided by his backing forces!”
Fang Xin took a sip of water, “His treasures?”
“Yes!”
“What do you mean ‘yes’! Those are clearly my treasures!”
Jiang Xiaocha said worriedly, “Brother, I’m not joking! I heard people say that Yang Haosi’s family gave him several treasures!”
Fang Xin said angrily, “Those with power and influence just bully people, taking my treasures and still wanting to kill me!”
Seeing Jiang Xiaocha’s worried expression, Fang Xin changed the subject, “I heard people say that Yang Haosi’s group of cronies spread rumors, telling your classmates to isolate you? Not allowing anyone to get too close to you?”
Jiang Xiaocha shook her head, “No, I isolated them!”
Fang Xin gave her a thumbs up, “Good, worthy of being my sister! Let’s go eat!”
As the two walked to the cafeteria together...
A voice came from afar.
“Fang Xin! Get on the Life-and-Death Arena! I want to fight you to the death!”
With the amplification of a loudspeaker, Yang Haosi’s voice was heard by all the teachers and students of Sky Shield Academy.
Following the sound, they looked.
Yang Haosi stood there, his gaze three parts sinister, three parts fierce, three parts arrogant, and one part disdainful.
This shout made many students stop in their tracks.
The love of watching a spectacle is a traditional virtue etched in our genes.
One told ten, ten told a hundred, and more and more people looked over in this direction.
“Fang Xin! If you have the guts, come and fight me on the Life-and-Death Arena! Otherwise, kowtow and admit defeat!” Yang Haosi roared again, stepping onto the Life-and-Death Arena behind the Sky Shield Academy's sports field.
He provocatively beckoned to Fang Xin with his finger.
Fang Xin stood there, the center of attention.
Jiang Xiaocha nervously clutched Fang Xin’s arm.
“Brother!”
Fang Xin patted Jiang Xiaocha’s hand, signaling that it was nothing.
Dean’s office.
Xu Boshan stood by the window, cup of tea in hand, watching the scene. Zhuge Heng was sitting in front of the computer, playing games with his legs crossed, completely unconcerned about what was happening outside.
Hua Cheng stood with his arms crossed, his eyes burning with anger, “Damn it, if that kid Fang Xin doesn't beat Yang Haosi to death, I’ll cripple him myself!”
Sun Bijun, hooking her sweater, stared coldly at the Life-and-Death Arena through her glasses.
Li Bao'er, with two large sabers tucked under her armpits, stood with Bai Yulin, Shi Tailang, Zhang Yaozu, and the extremely low-key Shen Yu.
“That grandson Yang Haosi must have a lot of good equipment on him! Xin Ge might have a tough fight!” Shi Tailang said.
Zhang Yaozu pinched Shi Tailang, “Bah, bah, bah! Shut your crow mouth!”
Bai Yulin clasped her hands across her chest, silently praying for Fang Xin, “Bao’er, what are Xin Ge’s chances of winning?”
Li Bao'er stood there blankly and innocently, crunching on potato chips, “I don’t know, Yang Haosi is so strange!”
More and more teachers and students looked over.
Knock-off Underwear Bro was in the crowd, “Fang Xin is a coward!”
Zhang Qiang’s supporters also chimed in, “Coward Fang Xin! Where’s your arrogance from before!”
“Exactly, he acted so high and mighty before, but now he’s scared?”
“If you’re scared, then kneel down and kowtow to Young Master Yang to admit your mistake!”
Zhang Qiang stood in the middle of the students with his arms crossed, constantly provoking, “Today, Young Master Yang will prove to everyone that good grades at the beginning of the semester don’t mean anything!”
“Brother Qiang, what if Fang Xin chickens out and doesn’t fight?”
“If he chickens out, doesn’t that just further prove that grades at the beginning of the semester don’t mean everything?” Zhang Qiang said with a laugh, arms crossed.
“Fang Xin, if you have the guts, don’t be a coward! Don’t let everyone look down on you!”
“If you really can’t do it, just kneel down to Young Master Yang!”
Under everyone’s gaze, Fang Xin walked towards the Life-and-Death Arena.
Zhang Qiang watched Fang Xin with a half-smile, arms crossed.
Unexpectedly, as Fang Xin passed by, he swung his hand and gave Zhang Qiang a crisp, resounding slap.
Zhang Qiang covered his swollen and distorted face, furious, “Why did you hit me?”
Fang Xin shook his hand, “Just passing by, it was a reflex!”
Zhang Qiang was momentarily enraged.
Amidst everyone’s attention,
Fang Xin stepped onto the Life-and-Death Arena, one step at a time.