Mary Taylor
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In the time that followed, Fang Ping worked hard on cultivating his Combat Techniques, rather than hurrying to elevate to the next realm. With the creation of his five Celestial Bridges, even if he did not cultivate, his body was actually undergoing constant honing. It was no lie to say he was well on the way to cultivating half a golden body in the middle ranks. For Combat Techniques, Fang Ping focused on Vajra Punch and Maha Punch. High-ranked Combat Techniques were difficult to cultivate. To…
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Fang Ping felt it was a pity there was no storage equipment. Some large items were hard to bring back from the Catacombs, just like last time when he had killed quite a few martial artists but had to leave all their weapons behind. Fortunately, he managed to retrieve two weapons, otherwise, he would be crying with vexation. Fang Ping did not continue tying himself into knots over the matter, however. He considered for a moment; he did know how long it would be before he next went down to the…
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After suffering for a while, Fang Ping forced himself to keep his emotions under control. Forget it. He would chalk it up on his account first. When there was an opportunity, he would get it back from the Martial Arts Society to make up for it. No one could be personally liable for this particular debt, which was lucky for everyone. After a glance at the time, Fang Ping recovered his composure and asked, “Where the hell is Qin Fengqing?” “At the Financial Department...he said he wanted to…
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14th of September. Ten Grandmasters had assembled—the three High Grandmasters of MCMAU, along with seven other graduate Grandmasters. Using the Flight Step, they traveled three thousand li, heading straight for Capital City! Early the next morning, more than ten people soared high into the air at the Capital City border! The vitality of the Grandmasters filled the entire city! ... MCMAU. When Fang Ping received news of this, his expression froze. Motherf*cker, these old fellows must…
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News that MCMAU was raising funds from its alumni had sparked a huge reaction. News that CEO Zhang of the Jade Bow Corporation had added on another 100 million after his first donation of 12 million had also spread like wildfire. Initially, CEO Zhang had only promised to add on another 50 million. When the news was out, though, 50 million became 100 million. The affected party showed no hesitation, not even to clarify with MCMAU if they had circulated the wrong figure by mistake. All these…
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Halfway through his journey, Fang Ping put the old expert’s words behind him. He would wait until he became a Grandmaster and had the chance to dig deeper. Knowing these things now would not help him in any way. If things truly went south, the Grandmasters would sort it out. ... Martial Arts Society. Qin Fengqing lounged on a chair with both legs propped up and ordered Chen Yunxi around. “Go pour me another cup of tea, this one’s already cold! “Say, why did Fang Ping hire a…
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As the Catacomb language class continued, Fang Ping learned even more about the Catacombs. “According to our many years of investigation and theories, we can see the world of the Catacombs as a circular plane.” The old expert may specialize in languages, but one who studied languages must also be an expert in everything else related to the Catacombs. Only then could they make conjectures about the language according to the real situation in the Catacombs. As he spoke, the old expert drew a…
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At the same time. Sun City. Sun City No.1 High School, second floor of the gym. Fang Yuan felt her entire body itch, and she squirmed uncomfortably. The young girls who were admiring their boss as she trained suddenly cried out in shock. “Sis Yuanyuan, you’re bleeding all over!” “There’s so much blood on your face!” “On your clothes, too!” “Soob, what’s the matter with you, Sis Yuanyuan?” “...” In their fluster and panic, the girls tried to rush…
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5th of September. Saturday. The weather in Magic City changed at a whim. It was sunny the past day, but now it was drizzling outside Fang Ping’s window. Downstairs, a group of freshmen in the middle of cleaning up was cursing Fang Ping’s name while sweeping the floor. “Fang Ping’s a bastard!” “There isn’t anything like this back then. Our batch’s so unlucky, coming here just when he’s president.” “Yeah! My brother was a MCMAU student. When he was at school, he lived so…
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As they bantered, the school assignment was coming to an end. Tang Wen, Luo Sheng, and Gu Longfei were incredibly skilled. The three of them were all at Upper-stage Rank-1. The school assignment was inconsequential in the big scheme of things, and no one dared to offend them. Of course, it was less turbulent than the previous year’s. Last year, Fang Ping and Fu Changding had put up a rather extravagant show. Upper-stage Rank-1 was not strong enough for Fang Ping to care about. He watched for…
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