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Chapter 102 Who gave you the audacity to come looking for me?! (13 out of 10,000 words)

Crimson gold and cold white intertwined in Fang Qingyu's eyes, forming a yin-yang symbol.

The temperature in the living room suddenly soared!
He Manhe smelled something burning at her fingertips and recoiled as if electrocuted, only to find that her waist was tightly bound by nine crimson chains formed from condensed blood and qi.

"You didn't know I was expressing your gratitude this way."

Fang Qingyu stood up and grabbed the woman's neck with one hand, the jade patterns on her skin shimmering like lava: "Miss He, are you satisfied?"

He Manhe listened without speaking, but a purplish-black mist rose behind her.

boom!
The glass on the coffee table suddenly shattered into dust.

Countless spiderweb-like threads pierced Fang Qingyu's throat.

However, the highly poisonous threads turned into wisps of smoke as soon as they touched the flames, and the entire mist was firmly blocked by the golden patterns.

"how come."

He Manhe's expression changed for the first time.

Fang Qingyu began to withdraw his force, and the Azure Dragon Energy flowed into her body along her meridians. As he leaned down, he brought with him a crushing, oppressive aura: "Who gave you the audacity to come looking for me!?"

The first time they met, this madwoman used a divine artifact on herself.

If it's not a diagram.

He now estimates that a banquet ceremony has already been held.

The thought of the scenes recorded in the "Records of the Gods" sends chills down one's spine.

That can no longer be called a human being.

The result was unexpected.
I didn't go to see her, that's fine.

This woman actually dared to show up in front of me.

But before He Manhe could speak...

Click!

Suddenly, a cracking sound came from the entrance hall.

The man who was lying on the ground suddenly attacked, his arms turning into bone blades that stabbed Fang Qingyu in the back.

clang--

The dragon-bird relief on the tsuba suddenly opened its eyes.

Dragon Sparrow Slash, enveloped in lightning and fire, shot out from the void.

The moment the blade's spine collided with the bone edge, a sound like a dragon's roar seemed to explode in the living room, and the crimson-gold flames wrapped around the blade poured wildly back through the cracks in the bone edge.

The man's eyes widened in terror, unable to bear the burning sensation in his hand, and he tried to break the bone blade as he quickly retreated.

However, the moment the Dragon Sparrow Slashes Down again...

It happened so fast that even the air didn't have time to utter a mournful cry.

Shila-

The bone blade shattered with a snap, and the man's horrified expression froze in the firelight.

The crack extended from the top of the skull to the hip bone.

But not a single drop of blood spilled.

Only two pieces of pristine white skeleton, tilted to the left and right like porcelain melted by high temperature.

And this time.

"Wonderful!"

Her face had been pinched until it turned ashen, and He Manhe, who had stopped breathing, suddenly came back to life.

He clapped his hands and chuckled softly.

Spiderweb-like fissures appeared on the neck.

The entire body shattered like a terracotta figurine.

Immediately afterwards, another figure, exactly the same as the one before, descended from the shadows of the ceiling.

Her dark red skirt billowed back like a carnivorous plant: "To be able to see through my puppet, Mr. Fang is indeed worth my personal efforts to win over."

Fang Qingyu listened and slowly handed the dragon sparrow to his right hand.

It started right from the moment I walked in.

He then discovered that the title of the man on the ground was the same as that of the [Corpse - Armored Army] from the hotel last time.

So I never believed He Manhe's nonsense.

As for her personally...

Although she is still a curse mage, after the last incident, Lin Kang deduced from her abilities that what had happened to He Manhe was not her true form.

Now, the opponent has had their puppet instantly killed.

There are only two reasons why they dare to stand here so fearlessly.

The He Manhe standing here is not her true form.

Secondly, she might think she wouldn't turn against him.

Because in her understanding...

I think I belong to the same category of people as her.

but
"To win over?"

Fang Qingyu couldn't help but lower his eyes and chuckle softly.

As the last half-syllable vibrated between his teeth, the collapsing, incandescent white in the depths of his pupils transformed into the cold glint of a blade.

The Dragon Sparrow Slash had already unleashed its power, capable of burning stars and boiling seas.

The first strike of the Eight Thunderstrikes.

Shocking!

The moment the crimson golden solar prominence tore through the air.

The blade traced a lava path along Hemanhe's neck, his black hair curling and carbonizing in the lightning and fire.

Zhi——!
The moment the head rolled off, rings of lightning burst forth from the tip of the blade.

No blood spurted from the cervical vertebrae at the incision site; instead, the fiery red flames burned the broken area.

Boom!

The thunder rumbled a beat late, causing the crystal pendants of the chandelier to tremble violently.

The headless body staggered and fell to the ground.

The dark red skirt quickly faded to grayish-white.

Fang Qingyu flicked his blade, dispelling the non-existent embers, and as the blade returned to its sheath, it sparked a string of blue and white electric arcs.

The rolling head stopped right next to his boot.

Her red lips maintained the curve of her smile.

Mr. Fang

Does this mean I'm being rejected?

It wasn't until two seconds later that He Manhe seemed to realize what was happening. Her smile vanished, her voice grew cold, and she spoke haltingly.

"We need to understand that we are the same kind of people."

Fang Qingyu squatted down and grabbed the head.

His heterochromatic eyes, as still as a deep well, stared directly at the other person.

"I look forward to meeting your true form next time."

As soon as she finished speaking, crimson flames flowed along her palm and instantly covered her entire head, giving He Manhe no chance to speak again.

I don't know if it's due to the diagrams or the Zhulong itself.

Besides Lin Kang, someone from the Bureau of Justice also came to examine his body last time.

No trace of the heretics was detected.

not to mention.

Can believers in other gods who don't even need to hold feasts be considered heretics?
They should be called followers of God!

Therefore, He Manhe's threat.

Fang Qingyu didn't take it seriously at all.

He set his head aside, stood up, and looked helplessly at the mess around him.

Such a big movement.

I suspect some neighbors have already called the police.

Fang Qingyu picked up the phone and called Lin Kang.

He briefly recounted what had happened.

"Duan Ling will go and handle it; we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

However, Lin Kang seemed to be busy, and the noise was quite loud. He only said one sentence before hanging up the phone.

Fang Qingyu therefore did not bother him any further.

Duan Ling quickly arrived at the scene with the staff of the Sanctuary Bureau, ahead of the police.

"Are you OK?"

Upon opening the door, Duan Ling first glanced at Fang Qingyu from head to toe.

In good condition.

But I still asked one question.

"I am fine."

Fang Qingyu shook his head, stepped aside, and let the staff wearing white gloves and carrying various instruments come in.

Upon entering and glancing at the chaotic scene, Duan Ling immediately frowned.

Daring to attack a government official's home in public
This kind of courage is not something an ordinary person can have.

Fang Qingyu gave a brief account of the situation.

Duan Ling immediately burst out laughing: "Last time, you were attacked right after you got first place in the special training class. Team Leader Lin was furious and dragged the director over and turned the entire Shenguan Bureau upside down."

"The spies in the bureau have probably cut off contact with the Pantheon for the time being."

"So the people of the Pantheon probably still think the séance was successful." "That's probably it."

Fang Qingyu nodded.

"Okay, you can go back to the station and rest first. Be careful lately, they probably won't give up yet. I'll give you an explanation as soon as possible."

Ultimately, the scene was handed over to Duan Ling.

Fang Qingyu temporarily returned to live in the dormitory.

That's fine too.

It makes reading and training more convenient.

the next day.

Fang Qingyu was completely unaffected by what happened last night and got up early.

After going out for a meal and coming back.

Duan Ling also brought the latest news.

Last time at the hotel, He Manhe only left behind her face.

This time, Fang Qingyu left her body behind.

The Bureau of Divinity quickly discovered the other party's belief in a different god, which was suspected to be one of the Five Gods.

As for the other man...
It turns out they really are from the Leyou Chamber of Commerce.

She was simply turned into a puppet by He Manhe.

"How so? Why did they send those gifts over? I took a quick look, and they're all medicinal herbs that martial artists could use. They really went all out!"

Duan Ling said jokingly.

"Uh, please return it to me."

Fang Qingyu was taken aback and shook his head.

The Leyou Chamber of Commerce did not leave a good impression on him.

Besides, he already has a chamber of commerce.

"Row."

Duan Ling didn't pay too much attention to this kind of thing.

He then handed Fang Qingyu a round ball.

"Take this."

"This is?"

Fang Qingyu looked at the round bead, which was about the size of a 'coffin'.
"A special force field that can encircle an area within a hundred meters. It can be triggered even without a life-giving ghost. Keep it just in case. Those mad dogs from the Pantheon might come looking for you again."

"Okay, thank you."

Fang Qingyu did not refuse; having this thing would indeed be much more convenient.

Otherwise, what if they really come knocking on our door?

Some special locations are really difficult to work in.

Seeing this, Duan Ling turned to leave, but then suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Captain Lin asked me to tell you that he can't make it back today; he'll probably have to wait until tomorrow."

"fine."

Fang Qingyu waved his hand, saying that it wasn't really Lin's fault, as long as someone could help deal with yesterday's commotion.

After seeing Duan Ling off, they returned to the training ground.

Continue the unfinished training schedule.

The alloy walls of the training ground gleamed coldly under the overhead lights, and the jade patterns on Fang Qingyu's body flickered with his breath.

This was Fang Qingyu's first time encountering movement techniques.

It's not the fixed path you might imagine.

The "Thunderous Cloud Trail" technique is more like a method of generating power through the feet using internal energy and blood, and also a state of mind!

This also applies to the Thunderstrike Eight Cuts.

The slight electrical charge and thunderous sound accompanying the killing of He Manhe last night were derived from the sword technique itself.

The Dragon Sparrow Slash's special properties were not used for transformation.

However, Fang Qingyu himself does not actually possess the characteristics of lightning.

This is amazing.

And so it was at this moment with Lei Shunyunzong.

The alloy walls gleamed coldly under the overhead lights, and as Fang Qingyu's toes slid across the ground, the veins on the soles of his feet lit up with molten gold patterns.

The moment his body bent slightly, a burst of crimson electric arcs suddenly erupted from his ankle.

hum!
The lingering ghost image on the retina has not yet dissipated.

The sandbag 15 meters away had already been dented by the knuckles.

Two seconds later, a muffled thunderclap erupted from where they had been standing.

Beads of sweat hung on the tip of his nose.

Fang Qingyu twisted his waist and spun around again.

It's sizzling!

Lightning flashed in the back of his knees, and his whole body transformed into a Z-shaped leaping lightning bolt.

Three overlapping streaks of crimson gold were torn through the air along the way.

As the last rumble of thunder, carrying the smell of burning, dissipated, Fang Qingyu had only one feeling in his mind.
So fast! ! !

It seemed to have truly transformed into lightning, wandering in the air, making it impossible to catch its own shadow.

At the same time, a new prompt appears on the graph.

Congratulations on activating the advanced class skill "Thunderous Strike and Cloud Trail"!

Movement technique, got it!

In that case, only hard kung fu and Bajiquan would remain.

1600 merit points.

It will probably take a little longer to accumulate.

After activating his movement technique, Fang Qingyu's first thought was about the other two martial arts techniques.

Mainly because it smells so good.

The speed of Lei Shunyunzong was compared to before.

It's ridiculously fast.

The power of the Eight Thunderstrikes is also quite terrifying.

If you learn hard kung fu and Bajiquan as well.

Fang Qingyu couldn't imagine how strong he must be, having absolutely no weaknesses.

Although it's strong enough now.

He glanced at the time.

2 p.m.

Fang Qingyu quickly took a shower and went to the military camp.

After we finish teaching them the lessons.

They took Qi Hao back to the headquarters of the Bureau of Divine Control.

"Can I train with them too?"

Qi Hao pointed to himself, then to Wu Yan and the others, looking somewhat incredulous.

"Of course."

Fang Qingyu couldn't help but laugh when he saw his silly look.

As a reserve member of the squad, I was entitled to train here.

However, you can only practice on your own.

Fang Qingyu briefly told the three coaches that they would like to give Qi Hao some pointers when they had time.

The other party quickly agreed.

Anyway, bringing dozens is the same as bringing one more, so it won't make a difference.

It's just a perk that you can't participate in the special training program.

"Okay, thanks, Qingzi."

In a short period of time, his own brother went from being unable to even beat him to becoming a martial artist.
The changes in strength and identity involved.

This made Qi Hao feel a little uncomfortable at first.

"Pretentious."

Fang Qingyu rolled her eyes and punched him.

buzz~
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone suddenly vibrated.

"If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I know Wu Yan and the others, I can go by myself."

Upon seeing this, Qi Hao immediately grabbed his luggage, finished speaking, and walked towards the martial arts class on his own.

Fang Qingyu nodded and took out his phone.

A message from Old Joe.

"Brother Qing, are you free tonight?"

Looking at the other person's changed form of address, Fang Qingyu shook his head and chuckled.

"Just call me Aoko. I should be pretty free lately. Where should we meet?"

Old Joe sent me a location.

"Our Chamber of Commerce headquarters."

(End of this chapter)