No one stepped in to stop the fight.
Everyone just stood by and watched.
As Fang Che had said, when classmates spar, do you resort to hiring assassins?
How despicable!
It didn't take long for Huo Churan to be knocked to the ground. But Fang Che didn't stop, continuing to beat him relentlessly.
He knew, of course, that he couldn't kill Huo Churan in the academy. There was more to come.
So he targeted the most painful and uncomfortable spots.
When Fang Che finally stopped, Huo Churan was lying on the ground like a heap of mud.
Fang Che stood up, looking at the hateful gaze from Huo Churan, and suddenly got angry again.
He picked up one of the heads from the ground and smashed it onto Huo Churan's head with a splattering sound.
Bang!
Brains splattered.
"Is this your uncle or your elder?"
Bang!
Another head.
"This one, then?!"
Bang!
The third head.
Huo Churan's head swelled with three large lumps.
"If you hate me, I'll make sure you hate me even more!"
"Keep sending people to kill me, scum. Let's see how many of your family are left alive!"
The classroom fell silent.
Fang Che's brutal methods left everyone deeply shaken.
When Fang Che left, Huo Churan was a gasping heap on the ground.
As Fang Che walked out under the shocked gazes of his classmates, he casually slapped the back of Wei Zihao's head, sending him sprawling to the ground with a loud thud.
He followed up with several kicks.
"You're no better! You sent people to rob me!"
Wei Zihao clutched his head, dazed and angry, with dark energy gathering around him.
Is this not over yet?
"Are you done yet?"
...
The incident with Huo Churan caused a massive uproar in the academy.
Supervisor Meng Chizheng firmly demanded punishment.
"Such despicable behavior, if not punished, how can our Baiyun Martial Academy maintain its credibility?"
Meng Chizheng's reasoning was very justified.
And Huo Churan's actions were indeed despicable.
After the academy's investigation confirmed the facts, the punishment for Huo Churan was decided.
It was recorded in his file!
Moreover, Baiyun Martial Academy sent a letter to the Huo family, demanding an explanation for this matter.
The wording was very severe.
When Huo Churan's punishment was announced, Fang Che was coincidentally at a critical point in his training.
Martial Artist Ninth Rank Peak.
As Li Changkong announced the news, Fang Che's body suddenly shook with a rumbling sound, and a surge of breakthrough energy filled the classroom.
All the classmates looked at each other in amazement.
Mo Ganyun felt a sour taste in his mouth, as if he'd just bitten into a sour pomegranate.
People say that good news lifts the spirits, but this... wasn't just about being happy, right?
Did you really just break through because you were happy?
Is there really such a thing in this world?
Fang Che's breakthrough left not only Mo Ganyun but also Li Changkong and the others in disarray.
It was truly a first.
To hear that the person who plotted against you was punished and then to break through in joy? Damn, living long enough really lets you see everything.
They had learned something new!
Fang Che had broken through to the Grandmaster realm.
He became the first Grandmaster among the new students at Baiyun Martial Academy.
In less than two months since entering the academy, he had become a Junior Grandmaster.
This brought great pride to Li Changkong and the other three instructors.
According to the academy's rules: either work hard in the first semester and start doing tasks in the second, or become a Grandmaster and naturally qualify to take on tasks.
In other words, Fang Che was now eligible to take on tasks at the mission hall.
But Fang Che had no immediate plans to do so.
Because he felt his task wasn't finished.
The Huo family only sent three Grandmasters. That's not enough!
More needed to come.
By taking out the additional ones, he could potentially draw out people from the Three Saints Sect. At that point, he could justifiably crush the Huo family.
And then, he could drag the Three Saints Sect into this mess.
Ideally, he would also find a way to involve the Celestial God Sect, using various forces to gradually erode and weaken their power.
Then, by exploiting the internal factional struggles within the True Sect, he could take down even more...
In this way, he could dig deeper.
Additionally, there was the matter of the traitors within Baiyun Martial Academy and the students from various sects.
Let's not forget, he was a major leader in the One Heart Sect!
He had the authority to act.
Fang Che thought about how he had securely established a deep hatred with the Huo family and Huo Churan. No matter what, more people from their side would come.
Therefore, he needed to be even more vigilant about his safety.
How many were secretly protecting him?
He sent a message to Qian Sanjiang but received no response.
Sigh... Demonic cultists truly couldn't be relied upon.
...
Li Changkong went to the academic office to apply for a reward. Being the first freshman Grandmaster was a significant achievement.
Mo Ganyun, who had been closely following Fang Che, was very displeased at being left behind.
"Let's fight!"
Mo Ganyun stood up, his whole body burning with battle intent, issuing a challenge.
The whole class watched with keen interest.
Everyone knew that this big guy was about to get beaten.
After three moves.
Mo Ganyun's 2.3-meter tall body fell like a collapsing mountain.
With a loud crash.
The entire classroom shook.
The ground trembled.
Everyone's eyelids twitched, feeling as if a giant elephant had just crashed down in front of them.
Those who had never experienced such a tall and burly person falling in front of them could hardly understand the sensation.
"Three moves!"
Mo Ganyun lay on the ground with a look of misery.
"How could it be just three moves and you're down?"
Fang Che stood in front of him, arms crossed, speaking slowly, "If you think that's too many, one move can also do the job!"
"One move?"
Mo Ganyun jumped up. "I don't believe it!"
Bang!
Mo Ganyun fell again.
This time, it was indeed just one move!
He got up again.
And fell again.
Again and again.
Mo Ganyun set a record: falling one hundred and twenty-four times within a quarter of an hour!
He was pitifully carried to the infirmary.
He still wanted to get up, but his whole body was out of joint from the falls.
"Fang Che!"
Mo Ganyun shouted as he was being carried away, "I'll get back at you for these hundred-plus falls one day!"
"You counted wrong."
Fang Che sighed, "No brains. Since the beginning of the term, it's clearly been over nine hundred falls. Just under thirty more, and you'll complete the 'Thousand Falls Slash' in front of me!"
Mo Ganyun, in his misery, retorted, "You just wait!"
Fang Che sighed again, "The last person to say those three words to me was Huo Churan."
Amidst the laughter, Mo Ganyun reluctantly fell silent.
Just after Mo Ganyun was carried away, a figure appeared at the doorway of Class One.
A face as rigid as a coffin plank, expressionless, pale, with a thin and solitary demeanor that seemed to keep everyone at arm's length.
It was none other than Fang Che's other target.
Ding Jieran.
"Is Fang Che here?"
Ding Jieran asked.
"Here, what's up?"
Fang Che warmly greeted him, "Brother Ding, it's rare to see you."
This was no exaggeration; since entering the academy, Ding Jieran had kept a low profile, diligently training every day without causing any trouble.
Usually silent, sometimes he didn't utter a single word all day.
Since the start of the term, the most words his classmates had heard from him were during roll call, when he answered "Present."
Even during meals, he moved quickly, ate with his head down, and left as soon as he finished, like a whirlwind.
This reclusive genius, due to his peculiar personality, was actually quite famous in the academy.
Everyone knew there was a weirdo in their year.
Even a mute spoke more than he did.
It was surprising that he had come to find Fang Che this time.
"Did Huo Churan send someone to assassinate you?"
Ding Jieran asked coldly.
"Nothing, I killed them instead."
Fang Che replied warmly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
He reached out to pat Ding Jieran's shoulder, but Ding Jieran instinctively stepped back, avoiding the touch.
"Good to know you're okay."
Ding Jieran said, lowering his head, "If there's trouble, I can help."
He looked up, nodded, and gave a stiff smile to show his goodwill.
Then he turned to leave.
"You came just for these few words?"
Fang Che asked, "Is there anything else?"
Ding Jieran didn't answer.
He walked away with his head down, his thin figure fading into the distance.
Walking through the sunny academy, he felt like a lone swordsman, traversing a stormy desert in the dark night.
...
While Fang Che was fiercely beating up Mo Ganyun, Huo Churan was listening to the announcement of his punishment.
His face was expressionless, completely indifferent, as if the punishment wasn't meant for him.
Not a flicker of emotion could be seen in his eyes.
After the instructor finished reading, he asked, "Huo Churan, do you have any thoughts?"
Huo Churan stared at him for a moment, then lowered his head and muttered, "Fang Che! This blood feud! In this life, in this world, it's either him or me!"
The instructor was furious.
"Huo Churan! Are you still so obstinate? How long do you intend to remain in the wrong?"
He shouted, "Fang Che beating and humiliating you is indeed wrong, but there's a reason. If you hadn't humiliated him in front of thousands, he wouldn't have done this to you!"
"Besides, this is an academy where battles occur every moment."
"His attack on you, being from a different class, is his mistake. But if it were a spar within the same class, and you were beaten this badly, it would be seen as a fair competition without any personal vendetta, and at most, Fang Che would be criticized for not holding back his words!"
"Do you understand?"
"In the academy, the rules are clear. Whatever Fang Che did to you, you can do to him in return! If you have the spirit, train hard and repay him a hundredfold. No one will blame you for that!"
"Do you not even have this much ambition?"
"Moreover, even if Fang Che was completely wrong, without any cause to attack you, sending your family's assassins after him is still your fault! This point is indisputable!"
"Do you understand?"
Huo Churan remained silent, turning to take the punishment notice and walked away.
"I'm asking if you understand?!" The instructor trembled with anger.
"I must kill him!"
Huo Churan declared resolutely.
Then he walked away.
The instructor was livid. "Huo Churan, stop right there!"
But it was in vain.
Huo Churan walked away without looking back.
Nearby, several instructors from other classes watched, chuckling. "Instructor Liu, your students are certainly unique and exceptional."
"Indeed, Instructor Liu is blessed, having such spirited students. Our students just don't have the backbone of this Huo student..."
Everyone laughed, with a hint of mockery.
*Postscript from the author:*
Who managed to get the top spot for reading updates?
I know it's hard to get, but our motto is: aim for first place!
Even if we can't get the first place, let's not make it easy for those speedy ones to get it too easily.
Let's give them a bit of a challenge...
Hehe.
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