Chapter 95: Back to School

This Fang Qingyun didn't suspect a thing.

Space artifacts, each one more precious than the last.

It's said that even the worst internal space is still ten square meters; the price doesn't need to be mentioned.

Someone like Fang Qingyun, who gained over two thousand points in half a month at the Northwest Military Academy, would be a wealthy man anywhere, yet he didn't even dare to dream of it.

The cheapest space artifact starts at a minimum of ten thousand.

But this space artifact is different; it's absolutely a substandard product.

Three square meters, small and pitiful, yet using it to store a sniper rifle or stuff some bombs is absolutely perfect.

"Thanks!" Fang Qingyun said without sincerity, tossed his belongings into the space artifact, and turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Wen Rui stopped Fang Qingyun, walked up to him, and said in a low voice, "If you want to form a legion in the future, come find me."

The Northwest Military Academy and the Holy Peak Martial Artist Academy both stood at the very front line, and most of the graduates here would serve the military. Thus, many students would join various legions after graduation.

Someone like Fang Qingyun, an outstanding martial artist, would naturally not join anyone's legion; it was highly likely he would choose to build his own army.

Fang Qingyun looked at Wen Rui in surprise.

The other party, however, looked firm and said in a low voice, "I'm not from a noble background. Everything I have can only rely on myself. Now that I'm already the vice president of the student union, I've reached the pinnacle. I still want to go further."

Fang Qingyun's heart stirred. He nodded gently and said, "Give me your phone number."

"Okay!"

Wen Rui was overjoyed and immediately exchanged contact information with him.

Zhang Jin had been silently watching from the side.

Seeing that the Wen Rui he admired was asking for the opponent's contact details, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Is Fang Qingyun really that outstanding?

Outstanding to the point that Wen Rui wouldn't spare his face and threw himself toward him.

He had just been beaten up by him!

Um, indeed very outstanding.

In just one year, he had already reached the level of a graduate, no, it should be surpassing most graduates.

After four years at the military academy, what realm would he reach?

Should I prepare for something as well?

After tidying everything up, Fang Qingyun began returning to school.

Because of Wen Rui and those assassins, he had wasted quite some time.

I hope that when I return, Zhao Junhong hasn't come out of seclusion yet.

Although I only came out for less than two days, Zhao Junhong's breakthrough was merely a minor stage breakthrough, and it wouldn't take long.

Under the relentless pressure of hurrying and waiting, within two hours, Fang Qingyun returned to the Northwest Military Academy.

Then, he froze.

"Fuck you, I'll kill every last one of you!"

Angry roars echoed from within the Northwest Military Academy.

Immediately followed by deafening booms and the sounds of fierce fighting.

Hearing that familiar roar, Fang Qingyun understood that Zhao Junhong had indeed emerged from seclusion, and his strength had also increased dramatically.

"This idiot, why couldn't he wait for me to return!"

Fang Qingyun frowned slightly and charged straight toward the site of the battle.

His immense speed created trails of afterimages.

The conflict had obviously just erupted, and quite a few students were rushing toward that direction as well.

Soon, Fang Qingyun reached the scene of the explosion!

He saw a towering figure like a demon god, going completely berserk there.

That figure was extremely violent, waving his hand and unleashing powerful force; someone tried to stop him, but was slapped away.

Finally, several teachers stood there staring at him with solemn expressions, murmuring something but no longer advancing.

Zhao Junhong's face was cold and indifferent, his massive spiritual energy rotating around him.

"Get the fuck out, damn it, saying these things is like releasing farts; what the hell were you doing earlier? Today, I'm going to kill these bastards!"

Zhao Junhong roared angrily.

"Enough!"

Fang Qingyun stepped forward.

Zhao Junhong was stunned, then overjoyed, saying, "Old Fang, you didn't die? Damn, I just helped you get a coffin!"

Fang Qingyun's eye twitched, and he angrily demanded, "What are you going crazy for?"

Zhao Junhong shouted, "Those student union bastards schemed against us; I want to settle the score with them!"

The surrounding students were stunned and instinctively glanced toward the few people on the side.

This incident actually involved the student union?

"Fang Junhong!"

A teacher stepped out and said sternly, "If you have any complaints, you can appeal through normal channels. Why are you causing a scene here? What do you take this place for?"

Zhao Junhong sneered, "Normal channels? Those are your channels, aren't they? Treating me like some ignorant little white who knows nothing?"

"I didn't take this place as anything special; it's you who turned it into what place? What are you doing now, does the Snake King know? Right, when we first arrived, the Snake King's secretary personally brought us for several days."

This statement made quite a few teachers tense up.

This was the most feared aspect; otherwise, Zhao Junhong would have been suppressed long ago.

"Fang Junhong, what exactly do you want to do?" A teacher sighed, then looked at the several student union members and said, "You, what have you done?"

Cui Sheng stepped forward and said, "Teacher, there's a huge misunderstanding in this matter. This classmate Zhao Junhong believes we schemed against him, but it's actually nothing like that."

"Keep lying!" Zhao Junhong sneered, "Let me see what tricks you can come up with."

Cui Sheng's face remained calm as he said, "Zhao Junhong and Fang Qingyun both have excellent talent, so we paid special attention to them. When we discovered that he suddenly entered a breakthrough state, we were worried about his safety, so we brought him back and provided abundant resources to assist his breakthrough. All of this can be verified."

Many teachers nodded.

Many students, however, wore strange expressions.

The student union proactively providing resources?

Such things were rare.

The school had indeed allocated quite a few resources to the student union, but most of them were used by them personally.

How much did they actually distribute to the students below?

Cui Sheng continued, "Then there was Fang Qingyun. Because his strength is very strong, we wanted to give him a challenging task as a test. This is something we have long mentioned to many teachers, and I believe you all know the reason."

Many teachers nodded again.

A teacher said to Zhao Junhong, "If you think that the tasks arranged by the student union are deliberately making things difficult for you, then you've misunderstood..."

"We never thought that!"

Seeing Zhao Junhong about to argue with the teacher, Fang Qingyun pulled him back, then stared at Cui Sheng and slowly said, "We know that we don't like them and want to challenge them; that's all!"

"What?"

The teachers were stunned.

The students were stunned.

The several people from the student union were also stunned.

This sentence was truly too arrogant.

What was the student union?

An organization with extremely vast power in the Northwest Military Academy, the supreme force among student organizations.

Even many teachers were restricted by the student union.

You, Fang Qingyun, really had the audacity to say that!

Many teachers were amused by their anger.

The several people from the student union, more so, had their faces turning green.

Fang Qingyun said directly, "So, no matter if it's scheming or not, we simply don't like the people from the student union and want to teach them a lesson. Then, can several members of the student union meet at the arena in one hour? We have already prepared 500 points of integral!"

This sentence finally made some teachers unable to sit still.

"You guys are playing for real?"

The student union wasn't something anyone could challenge.

They had to take on various tasks, cultivate themselves, and be responsible for the students' operations.

Therefore, every academy had set challenge conditions.

Among them, first-year students challenging student union members required paying 500 points as the cost.

This was simply ridiculous!

Many first-year students hadn't even seen 500 points, how could they possibly afford such a huge expenditure to challenge the student union members.

Challenging them would only mean getting beaten.

Only those with a brain would do that!

Now, someone really did it!

"We are naturally serious." Fang Qingyun said calmly, "This is the school's rule."

"Do you have 500 points?"

A teacher questioned.

"I have!" Zhao Junhong took out the integral card from his body: "Now the points aren't many, but there are still a bit over a thousand."

Not many, but a bit over a thousand?

Um, seeing the rich!

The students' eyes twitched, and for this matter, they grew even more interested.

A teacher stepped out and said coldly, "Today's students don't think about studying well, but spend all day thinking about these things. How will you handle the human race's front line in the future?"

Zhao Junhong sneered, "What did we think? We just want to see to what extent our own strength has reached. Isn't the strongest person in the school the student union? We are merely making a normal challenge; where did you teachers think?"

That teacher's face sank.

"Enough, no more nonsense!"

Fang Qingyun said indifferently, "Either accept our challenge, or we will drop out of school."

Drop out?

Many teachers couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Correct!" Fang Qingyun's expression remained calm: "With our current strength, after dropping out, going directly to the front line will still receive heavy use."

This made quite a few teachers unable to sit still.

If it were other students, daring to cause trouble, even if they didn't actively drop out, they would be expelled.

But could Zhao Junhong and Fang Qingyun be the same?

These two guys, on the first day they arrived at school, the Snake King had sent his own secretary to personally bring them for a few days.

This was standing on their side.

If these two students left, what would the Snake King do?

The principal of the Northwest Military Academy, the second person in charge of Fenghuo Fort, the Imperial Marshal... the Snake King!

These three identities, which one could they bear?

With any order, they would dare to rush to the front line and fight to the death.

Many teachers' expressions became unnatural.

"Cough cough!" A teacher coughed and said, "Since it's a matter between students, and you went through normal channels, as teachers, we naturally have no reason to intervene."

This sentence made the students' expressions sink.

This sentence meant that the teachers would no longer intervene in their affairs, and it also meant that the teachers had abandoned them.

Many students didn't know that the teachers had just seen it.

Zhao Junhong entering the berserk state, almost beating them down.

They had thought that after Zhao Junhong's breakthrough this time, his strength would definitely increase greatly, but they absolutely didn't expect his strength to increase so exaggeratedly.

"Enough, we'll meet at the arena in a while!"

Fang Qingyun smiled slightly, pulling Zhao Junhong and heading toward the arena.

"Looking at it, the increase in level isn't small, right?"

"Of course!" Zhao Junhong grinned and said, "Peak sixth-rank martial artist, just one step away from promoting to seventh rank. It's estimated that it can be completed within a month."

Fang Qingyun almost bit his tongue.

This guy's spiritual energy promotion speed was simply terrifying.

Of course, his own progress wasn't slow either; thanks to the system, otherwise, he wouldn't even have the qualification to stand by Zhao Junhong's side.

"Why did you promote so quickly?" Fang Qingyun frowned and said, "Won't there be any problems?"

"Rest assured!" Zhao Junhong said with faint sadness in his eyes, "My promotion is absolutely fine."

Fang Qingyun glanced at Zhao Junhong; every time he mentioned this, he would feel sad, making him uncomfortable to ask.

On the arena, Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong stood waiting for the student union members to arrive.

The main cadres of the student union, a total of four people: the president, two vice presidents, and one inspector.

There were also quite a few quasi-student union members who ran errands for them.

At this moment, one of the people valued by the student union came to find Fang Qingyun and Zhao Junhong.

"Are you going to admit defeat?"

"Correct!" That person said with a very confident expression, "As long as you two admit defeat, next year you will be able to enter the student union and become the new vice presidents."

Seeing the two of them with indifferent faces, that person continued, "The two vice presidents' strength is equally not to be underestimated; they are the two strongest people in this school. Although you are also very strong, you don't have the certainty of victory. Why do that?"

"Think about it, if you join the student union, how much will you get? If not for the help of the two vice presidents, you wouldn't be able to join at all."

"Have you finished? If finished, hurry and let those two guys come!"

Zhao Junhong said indifferently, "If they are as strong as you said, then just defeat us and be done with it. What are you talking about?"

"You guys are simply ungrateful!" That person angrily shouted, "How much has the two vice presidents done for the school; how can you do such a thing?"

"What did we do?" Zhao Junhong asked strangely, "Those two could become student union vice presidents because of the school's rules. What we are doing now, isn't it according to the school's rules? Everyone is following the rules; why do you think we are doing it wrong?"

"Okay!" That person angrily said, "If that's the case, then let me experience the two of your high moves and see if you have the qualifications to challenge the vice presidents!"

"You won't dare, right?"

That person added another sentence.

"Of course!" Fang Qingyun's eyes lit up and said, "Come on, I accept your challenge."

Ordinary challenges also required paying integral costs, unless both parties were voluntary.

Now, of course not, so this person paid fifty points.

Because he was a third-year student.

Higher than Fang Qingyun by two grades.

However, the battle ended abnormally quickly.

"Bang!"

Fang Qingyun simply took one step, arriving in front of this person, slapping out a palm that hit the person's face. The person spun like a top and flew out of the arena.

This caused the students who were just about to step up to challenge the two, to please the student union, to all stop in their tracks.

They looked at the two in shock.

Who is stupid?

They naturally could see that the two's strength had an essential difference from them.

That person just now was a peak third-rank martial artist who was about to become a mid-rank martial artist, solved with one palm...

No wonder he was someone the Snake King valued.

"More?"

Fang Qingyun looked below and said with a smile, "Just right, I lack points now; if you send me more, I can challenge your vice presidents twice more."

This sentence made the student union's admirers grind their teeth.

But for them to step up, that was impossible.

Paying points and then being beaten; they weren't idiots.

Finally, after an hour, the student union members arrived.

"Finally here, we've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Zhao Junhong clenched his fist and sneered coldly, "Have you prepared to be beaten?"

This arrogant words immediately changed the faces of the two vice presidents.