Mary Taylor
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July 25th. Saturday. Capital City’s Happy Valley. It was a Saturday in the middle of the summer holidays, and since it was announced the valley was the location of the battle, so it was full of people. The valley’s person-in-charge’s face was almost split into two by his grin. It was a good bargain, paying 15 million for Fang Ping to choose this as the venue. 15 million was only enough for some outdoor advertisements in the Capital City area. They would not have been enough to make…
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Capital City. CCMAU. Ling Yiyi was quite young at 20 years old. She was short, her diminutive stature making her seem younger than she was. At this moment, Ling Yiyi’s expression was stone cold as she gripped her phone so tight it shattered to pieces. “Han Xu and I are in a relationship?” “A battle of avengement?” Ling Yiyi ground her teeth hard. They dared to sully her reputation? Don’t let her find out who it was that had done it; she would definitely beat them up…
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Fang Ping won the match against Monk Jiese, but he spent quite a lot of his Wealth. In the hotel. Fang Ping was frowning. The path he was now walking was compulsory for him to accumulate strength and become stronger. This continuous outgoing stream of Wealth was not within his expectations, though. “How can I gain both fame and wealth at the same time?” Fang Ping suddenly thought of an idea after a while. He fished out his phone and made a call to Li Chengze. After the call was…
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“Bang!” A muffled sound. Monk Jiese slapped Fang Ping’s chest. Fang Ping was unfazed, sticking his chest out. Jiese’s hands were numb from the tremors. “I knew you’re a pervert!” “I don’t have feelings for guys!” Monk Jiese mocked. He switched from palms to fingers, poking straight at Fang Ping’s eyes. Since he was hitting below the belt, Fang Ping would not go easy on him either. Before his fingers could make an attack, Fang Ping gave his throat a stir and a blood…
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Boom! A massive boom filled the air again and again. The martial arts school students standing outside the circle stepped back hurriedly, their faces pale. This was their first time watching a fight between Rank-3 martial artists. Although Fang Ping’s Vajra Punch was not completely accomplished, with his collective punch and rich Vitality, the power unleashed in his strikes was immensely powerful too. He did not dive too deep into cultivating Combat Techniques. Nevertheless, his Mentality was…
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Fang Ping followed Handlebar Mustache, walking into the depths of the small town. The martial arts school students following behind were conversing in whispers, discussing Fang Ping. “He just told us that’s MCMAU Fang Ping. That Fang Ping? Third place on the Rank-3 ranking?” “That’s him. I’ve watched the martial arts championship video earlier.” “He’s already a Rank-3 martial artist. Sigh, it’s no wonder these people can enroll in martial arts universities. Now I see why we…
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11th of July. Fang Ping fought Yunmeng Military School’s Rank-3 martial artists and broke through to Peak Rank-3. In the following two days, Fang Ping did not make another appearance. However, the martial arts world kept close tabs on martial artist prodigies. Very soon, some news started spreading. ... Just as Fang Ping headed north seeking after invincibility, on the 12th of July, Qin Fengqing, who had not shown up for many days, turned up in MCMAU as a Rank-4. Nevertheless, he disappeared…
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“Do you know Chen Jiasheng of Donglin Martial Arts University?” Fang Ping asked, staring at the tall and fairly heavy youth standing in front of him. Chen Jiawang was very tall in height. Just like Zhu Wen Long, he was also wielding a spear. The weapons used in Military Schools were mostly standardized to ease group coordination in battle. Hearing his question, Chen Jiawang shook his head and said, “I don’t, but I have heard of him. Old Grandmaster Chen is an example to my generation’s…
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Beihu Province. Yunmeng Lake. When the car entered Beihu, Fang Ping murmured, “Is it wise to choose Beihu as our first stop?” He gently touched his glaive that was next to him. This was where Lord Guan the Second died in battle. However, it was still quite a distance from the Military School. “I’m not Lord Guan the Second, that’s got nothing to do with me. Plenty of people use sabers.” Fang Ping exhaled and continued driving until his car arrived at the Yunmeng Military…
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As July began, the weather became extremely hot. When he got out of the car, the streets were empty. Even at this hour on such a hot day, the uncles and aunties had yet to come out and spend some leisurely time outdoors. In a small town like Sun City, things were peaceful as usual. Martial artists, the evil sect, the Catacombs... None of these things mattered to the citizens unless they had children who were getting ready to face the martial sciences examinations. ... Click. He opened…
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