Mary Taylor
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Outside the Catacomb. The martial artist guarding the entrance froze for a moment when he saw Fang Ping and Qin Fengqing exit the door. “You’re back?” The two of them had only entered the previous day! The martial artist’s face fell slightly. “Did something happen inside?” Fang Ping shook his head. “Nope.” “Then, you?” “We completed our mission, so we came out. There’s no place to eat inside. What should we do instead, stay there?” The martial artist’s…
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The Military Department. Wartime Command Office. All the Grandmaster-level powerhouses watching over the Magic City Catacombs arrived. Just as Fang Ping and Qin Fengqinga entered the room, a muscular man laughed and said, “Fang Ping, Qin Fengqing, you’ve really boosted the good reputation of our school! Good job!” Fang Ping raised his head upon hearing him. He thought for a while and reached a shaky conclusion. “Grandmaster Tian?” “Hahaha. Your eyes are pretty sharp!” Tian…
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Hope City. MCMAU logistics department. Since obtaining the expansion approval from the university, people of MCMAU could hand over their gains directly to the university within Hope City. Unlike before, when most of them were surrendered to the Military Department to handle it. The Military Department will then associate with the pill and weapon companies and, eventually, contact the university. Adopting a simple decor, the warehouse-like logistics department was converted from a big hall. It…
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When they were a stone’s throw away from Hope City, Fang Ping already saw a considerable amount of powerhouses suspended in the air at the city gate. Clearly, the two high-ranked powerhouses’ battle in the distance had caught the attention of Hope City. Maybe the distance was slightly far away, hence people like Fang Ping were not aware of the battle that had broken out between Rank-7 and 8 powerhouses. Grandmaster powerhouses, however, could still perceive it. When Grandmaster powerhouses…
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Outside Jiao’s Forest. Qin Fengqing was truly running out of energy. Running wildly for hundreds of li, getting hunted by countless middle-ranked monsters. A life like this was beyond miserable. “Fang... Fang Ping, nothing good comes out of... completing missions with you.” At this moment, Fang Ping’s face was equally pale, and it was getting paler by the minute! “You will realize that it will get worse!” Fang Ping was in despair and a state of hopelessness. He asked, “Can’t…
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It was not long after Fang Ping and Qin Fengqing started running that they realized they were in trouble! It was not the owner of the ceremonial hall. Instead, they were being chased by ancient wolf beasts—a whole pack of them! “We’re doomed!” Qin Fengqing’s expression was ghastly. So was Fang Ping’s. Both of them knew exactly what triggered these beasts to hunt them down. They were carrying too many items, the energy was exceedingly rich. Right now, in the eyes of the beasts,…
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Pu! Blood splashed in all directions. In one move, a Rank-2 martial artist who charged at them was slashed to death by Fang Ping. He asked doubtfully, “Middle-ranked ones are all dead?” Both of them returned to the valley. Their initial plan was to take advantage of the dark to trick the powerhouses who were on guard. In the end, other than encountering a Rank-4 in the courtyard—killed quickly in a joint effort—the rest of them were all low-ranked martial artists. In the dark, these…
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Running away at full speed. Fang Ping and Qin Fengqing were running for their lives. After sprinting for more than ten li, only the Rank-5 powerhouse remained hot on their heels. They had already outrun the Rank-4 martial artists. “Kid, you run really fast!” Qin Fengqing was slightly out of breath. After running a long distance, he was getting exhausted as his five Celestial Bridges had not been stabilized yet; his recovery speed somewhat lacking. Right now, both of them stopped…
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After changing their clothes, Fang Ping and Qin Fengqing observed each other. Both of them looked funny wearing their headbands. “Why aren’t you wearing a headgear?” Fang Ping asked. “Dumbass, at such a close distance, the enemy can easily feel the difference in our energy. There’s no point trying to deceive them. “Then again, some of the martial artists are stupid. “That guy tried to kill me last time, but didn’t even sense that I used the Vitality Force?” Casually…
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At the Catacombs entrance. It seemed that the authorities had not employed a new guard, as there was still only a lone guard at the entrance. In the end, the man with the scar on his face had not come back after all. When Fang Ping arrived at the entrance, he placed his hand on the alloy wall without saying anything. Although Fang Ping had only met the scar-faced man once, he would never forget the promise he made with him that day. Smiling, the man had told Fang Ping that they would demolish the…
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