Mary Taylor
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Just as Fang Ping went to ask Old Man Li for a more detailed explanation of how he should cultivate the technique, the martial arts students’ power ranking was updated. It changed on the 1st of July. Only one month had passed since the last update, but the ranking had changed a lot. Fang Ping had shot way up the Rank-3 list in record time. “Ling Yiyi, CCMAU, Year 2. 20 years old. Peak Rank-3 martial artist. “Ranking: 1. “Peak Victory: Has gone against a Peak Rank-4 martial artist…
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Vajra Punch was a middle-ranked combat technique, but it was not one created by modern martial artists. It was an ancient fist combat technique. Rumor said that it was passed down from a Buddhist sect thousands of years ago, being created by a Buddha from that era. Of course, it was only that–rumors. In the eyes of the modern people, the so-called Buddhas or whatever were just powerhouses advancing to Grandmaster-level. Vajra Punch was a technique that necessitated the union of one’s bodily…
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After drinking morosely for a while, Old Man Li asked all of a sudden, “You’re at Peak Rank-3 already?” Fang Ping shook his head, but explained quickly, “I’m almost there. My constitution and my Vitality both fulfill the requirements and I can slash five consecutive times using Manic Explosion, but I just feel like something is missing. It doesn’t feel complete.” Old Man Li thought for a while before suggesting, “Go to the Combat Technique Library, look for the Vajra Punch manual, and…
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The moment they exited the Energy Tunnels. Many students in the team were sobbing quietly. The Vice-chancellor had died in battle! Many other instructors had died in the Catacombs too, as well as some of their classmates and comrades. There were originally more than 20 students at ranks higher than Upper-stage Rank-3. All it took was one mission, one battle where they defended the city, and now there were only 15 left. ... Outside the alloy house. Only one guard remained out of the…
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“Recharge!” At the master commandant’s roar, Fang Ping and the others on the city walls began gathering their Vitality in succession so that they could infuse the crossbow bolt. After a short wait, the master commandant shouted an order and the blood-red bolt shot through the air, impaling an enemy officer in full body armor. Several people beside Fang Ping panted heavily. The master commandant shook his head. “It wasn’t a middle-rank martial artist.” By this time the enemy forces…
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“Fang Ping, you’re back. Pack your things; Teacher Zheng asked us to gather over at the passageway in a while...” Fu Changding informed his friend immediately once he noticed Fang Ping had returned. Fang Ping did not say anything. He leaned on the bed, making the headboard creak. After the others had finished packing their belongings and were getting ready to leave, they noticed that Fang Ping was still leaning on the bed. Fu Changding asked in a hushed voice, “Are your injuries serious this…
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Outside the meeting room. Some of the students with Fang Ping had gone to get their injuries seen to, and some had gone to replenish their Vitality. Qin Fengqing, on the other hand, was not in a hurry to leave. Seeing that Fang Ping was still deep in his thoughts, Qin Fengqing grinned and asked, “What are you thinking about?” “Nothing.” “Don’t want to go back?” “I don’t know.” Fang Ping shook his head. He really did not know. “I’m worried I might die here, but…
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Fang Ping and Qin Fengqing had happily killed three Rank-4 martial artists one after the other. However, that did not mean that everyone was able to do so. When Fang Ping finished collecting the loot, he turned his head—only to see an instructor in the midst of battle being stabbed through the heart by a sword-wielding Catacombs martial artist! Fang Ping froze for a moment... He truly was stunned! He had thought that MCMAU instructors would have been able to kill these people easily. Not…
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In Hope City, everybody was assigned their missions. Aside from the Military Department’s personnel, there were no other regular people here. Even those who managed businesses in Hope City were martial artists. This was a military town. When a big battle started, everybody had to participate. ... Night fell once again. In the middle of the night, it was not just Fang Ping’s team that took action. At the city gates, Fang Ping and the others encountered many teams. Qin Fengqing…
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Nightfall. Darkness had fallen without warning. No one else came to disturb Fang Ping. Fang Ping did not bother to go out to enquire about the situation. There was no need for a Rank-3 like him to worry about these things. At night, Fang Ping started spending Wealth to hone his upper limb bone marrow. Following the honing of his bone marrow, the injuries on Fang Ping’s left arm started recovering progressively. Rank-8 powerhouses were called the Indestructible Vajra. Not only did they have a…
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