Chapter 1271: Chapter 35: Emperor Ye’s Visit [2-in-1]

Qiu Yunshang sat aside with a face full of grievance: "Boss Fang... I got poisoned and injured, they don’t believe me... and insisted on beating me up."

Fang Che empathized, saying: "Don’t be angry, it’s normal to get beaten up if others make progress but you don’t. You have to take it lightly. If you can’t catch up in the future, you’ll get beaten up more than now."

Qiu Yunshang twisted his face: "Boss, you know how to console people."

Mo Gan Yun rubbed his hands, said: "Boss Fang, Qiu Yunshang is your warning."

Fang Che frowned at the two dissenters in front of him, wondering why there were so few people, turned to ask: "Jing Shuanggao, are you not going up?"

Jing Shuanggao shrank his head and said: "Anyway, no matter what, it’s not my turn to be the boss. Why should I go up for a beating?"

"Truly awake in the mortal world."

Fang Che gave Jing Shuanggao a thumbs up.

Facing the morning sun, he said: "Since you both can’t wait to get beaten up, which of you two wants to go first?"

Yu Zhongge hurriedly said: "I’ll go first."

Before finishing the sentence, his body turned into lightning, and punched Fang Che in the face.

Boom!

The two started fighting together.

Once the fighting started, everyone saw Yu Zhongge’s progress, seeing him steadily advancing and faintly gaining the upper hand.

While Fang Che seemed a bit slow to react, could only counterattack, and was unexpectedly pushed to a disadvantage.

Everyone was stunned.

Yu Zhongge actually progressed so much? Can he beat Boss Fang?

Ten moves passed, Fang Che remained at a disadvantage and even got hit several times, Yu Zhongge unscathed.

A hundred moves passed, Fang Che still at a disadvantage... Yu Zhongge remained unscathed.

A thousand moves passed, Fang Che still tenaciously at a disadvantage... Yu Zhongge was panting like an ox, drenched in sweat.

Fifteen hundred moves passed, Fang Che... still at a disadvantage.

Yu Zhongge’s face was pale, his steps faltered, but he still forced himself to fight.

Two thousand moves passed... Fang Che still stood panting heavily.

In front of him lay Yu Zhongge, sweating profusely, soaking a large patch of ground, face pale, gasping like a fish out of water.

Rolling his eyes, almost about to pass out.

"What the heck, Cao Cao!"

Everyone’s eyes dropped to the ground.

Never expected that the vigorous and high-spirited one would get exhausted, while the one always at a disadvantage was still standing.

"I... I..."

Yu Zhongge lay on the ground, his throat wheezing, rolling his eyes intermittently: "I... was always on the upper hand..."

Everyone sympathetically said: "Yes, we all saw it, you didn’t lose, you’re just tired..."

Yu Zhongge was even more tired by these words.

Yu Zhongge never expected in his life that his endless spiritual power could directly exhaust him on the battlefield.

But it turned into reality.

In the end, emptied out even his potential, still couldn’t knock down Fang Che.

His Dantian couldn’t squeeze out a shred of strength, his whole body drained of physical strength too.

"I clearly just needed a little more effort... and I would’ve defeated Boss Fang... but couldn’t summon that effort no matter what..."

Yu Zhongge was extremely miserable.

"Just a bit more... and I’d be the boss..."

Everyone: "Haha..."

Fang Che also gasped, looking like a bellows at Mo Gan Yun: "Little Yunyun, allow me to rest for a bit."

With Yu Zhongge as a prior example, Mo Gan Yun dared not let him rest, following the principle of hitting the drowning dog, shouted: "Who are you calling Little Yunyun, stop resting! Come on!"

With a bang, he leaped forward.

Mo Gan Yun calculated well, if Fang Che recovered, he’d probably end up like Yu Zhongge, due to his body size, unable to endure even as much as Yu Zhongge.

Not to mention Fang Che.

So, it must be a quick battle.

Mo Gan Yun pressed like a mountain, Fang Che shouted in haste: "Shameless, how dare you use a relay fight!"

Mo Gan Yun laughed: "You can’t be the boss if you care about your face!"

These words angered Fang Che, feeling insulted.

So he ground his teeth: "You’re asking for a beating!"

Confronted with full effort, the two continued clashing.

Mo Gan Yun knew, if comparing combat skill and combat power, he wasn’t a match for Fang Che, the only advantage might be his spiritual energy surpassing Fang Che by several levels!

Just had to clash directly, forcing Fang Che after the big battle when he’s not so agile, move after move clash.

Fang Che seemed forced without a choice, shouted: "Mo Gan Yun, you really think I’m afraid of you!"

Actually started fighting hard.

Mo Gan Yun secretly delighted: Right into my trap!

So he exerted himself more.

Palm to palm, dozens of times then fist to fist, dozens of times then kick to kick.

Then various moves.

Everyone around watched with their eyes twitching, while Yu Zhongge, Qiu Yunshang, Jing Shuanggao and others had a sour feeling in their teeth, looking at each other, feeling a peculiar sense of familiarity.

They remembered when they first enrolled, the fight Fang Che had with Mo Gan Yun.

And the fight before them, aside from increased cultivation, almost repeated that fight!

No difference at all.

When both in the field lifted their long legs and clashed with kicks...

Yu Zhongge silently crawled up, hid behind Jing Shuanggao, holding Jing Shuanggao’s shoulder to support his still weak body, mumbling: "I confirmed we’re getting fooled again."

Jing Shuanggao disdainfully said: "The ones getting fooled are you and Mo Gan Yun, nothing to do with me? Don’t say ’we’, this is none of my business."

Continuous hard clashes, both sides were again drenched in sweat; Mo Gan Yun’s arms and legs turned entirely purple.