Monarch Night
Chapter 1272 - 35: Emperor Ye Pays a Visit [Double-Length - ] (Part 2)
But his fighting spirit was high, the more he fought, the more excited he became, the more he rumbled, the more he enjoyed it.
When his temper flares up like this, he’s ready to fight until the end of time. Even if his Spiritual Energy is exhausted, he relies solely on the power of his Combat Body to contend with Fang Che, roaring fiercely, evenly matched.
At this moment, his whole being seems to be burning.
Yu Zhongge looked at Mo Gan Yun’s state and couldn’t help but worry. If Mo Gan Yun uses this state to fight a protracted battle with him, he might really beat him to death.
Moreover, even those with cultivation slightly higher than Mo Gan Yun, under his fervent battle spirit, Mo Gan Yun will surely emerge victorious.
Such a person is born for the battlefield.
But looking at Fang Che’s expression, it was even more terrifying. Mo Gan Yun was so deeply immersed in the battle that he only focused on his fierce attacks, but as an observer, Yu Zhongge clearly saw Fang Che’s combat power as vast as the sea.
To him, Mo Gan Yun is like a wild torrent rushing down from a heights of ten thousand feet, with an unstoppable momentum along the way.
But in front of Fang Che, it was as if this wild torrent was confronted with the sea!
Though waves and splashes churned violently.
The sea remained motionless. The deep sea did not stir at all.
Like a sea embracing all rivers, it assimilated all of Mo Gan Yun’s attacks.
Everyone only saw the tumultuous waves when the two streams collided, thinking it was evenly matched, but didn’t realize the other side of the sea remained calm and tranquil.
"Darn, fooled again..."
Yu Zhongge sighed, extinguishing a particular sense of competitiveness.
Truly convinced, sincerely impressed.
In the arena, a series of violent blows rang out, both leaped up, kicking each other in mid-air twenty-seven times.
They landed with a bang.
Mo Gan Yun’s face was flushed, steam rising from his head, sweat streaming like little creeks.
He glared at Fang Che, hoarsely saying, "Boss Fang! Why aren’t you down yet?"
Fang Che also had sweat streaming down his face, smiled and said, "I’ll count to three!"
"Three, two..."
Before "one" came out, Mo Gan Yun crashed down like a toppling golden mountain and jade pillar, completely exhausted.
But even as he fell, he kept glaring at Fang Che: "You... you... why aren’t you down?"
Fang Che wiped his face, saying, "I’ll fall after I defeat Jing Shuanggao. Come on, Shuanggao, it’s your turn!"
Mo Gan Yun started questioning his life: What does it mean... fall after defeating Jing Shuanggao?
Over there.
Jing Shuanggao shook his head like a rattle: "Boss Fang... I haven’t offended you. If you’re settling scores, not with me. If you want to fight, I’ll just stand here and let you hit me. No need to exchange blows."
"Really no need?"
"No need, no need."
Fang Che sighed: "Xue Wanren? How about you?"
Xue Wanren shook his head repeatedly: "These two fools might have ambitions for power, but I don’t think about it at all. I’m just Old Seven, as long as I keep the Youngest suppressed, that’s what’s important for me."
Feng Xiangdong was speechless, gritting his teeth making "crunch" sounds.
Fang Che had nothing to worry about, swaggered to Mo Gan Yun’s front, looking at his legs already swollen like elephant legs.
Then rolled up his own trousers.
Revealing his legs that were only slightly blue, stomped his foot, saying: "Little Yunyun, how is it that after all this time you never learn? Every time you remember to eat but not to get beaten, how is this going to work?"
"Why are you... not down?"
Mo Gan Yun asked hopefully.
"Not only am I not down, I can walk, I can run, I can jump... Hey, jump!"
Fang Che leapt high, circled in the air, landed gracefully, not raising a speck of dust.
Landed like a piece of willow catkins before Mo Gan Yun: "Surprised, thrilled?"
"Darn you..."
Mo Gan Yun rolled his eyes, passed out.
So pissed off!
I was about to drop dead, and you were perfectly fine, despite acting so convincingly. If you hadn’t acted, I wouldn’t have even jumped in...
Really got pranked hard this time.
And it was entirely self-inflicted.
"Xiangdong, Yun Shang, these two, carry them inside and let them rest."
Fang Che commanded.
Qiu Yunshang swiftly knocked down the tired Yu Zhongge with a move like a wolf, Feng Xiangdong grabbed one foot of the bruised Mo Gan Yun, dragging him upside down into the room.
Both were staring blankly at the sky, questioning their lives, as their heads bumped on the steps without reaction.
The others burst into laughter.
Xue Wanren and Jing Shuanggao were filled with relief.
Thank goodness it wasn’t me!
What a relief!
Fang Che felt incredibly refreshed, as through the stimulation from Mo Gan Yun and Yu Zhongge, his entire cultivation had been completely integrated.
In fact, when sparring with Yu Zhongge, it was somewhat unwieldy; there was a wrinkled feeling to it.
But halfway through, it became smooth; by the end, most of it had been digested.
Then Mo Gan Yun came charging fiercely, perfectly fitting into the plan! If you weren’t so aggressive, I wouldn’t know how to mobilize!
Finally, Mo Gan Yun was like a giant hammer, after pounding Fang Che furiously thousands of times, finally... forging Fang Che from two pieces of steel... into one piece of steel!
This undoubtedly demonstrates Mo Gan Yun’s strength, it’s genuinely formidable.
"In the future, any of you who want to spar with me, feel free to propose."
Fang Che earnestly stated: "Using the family’s Secret Technique, I don’t mind. We’re all brothers. Sparring is completely normal."