God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 666: Chapter 736: Spanking

A man clad in fencing attire approached Fang Yi, silently gathering others behind him who appeared to be his followers.

In fencing, there are three types of swords: foil, heavy sword, and epee. Even though it’s called a heavy sword, its weight is frighteningly light, almost negligible. At this moment, the man held a heavy sword in his right hand.

As the man came closer, Zhou Haotian furrowed his brows and said in a stern voice, "Zhu Ji, practice your own swordsmanship. There’s no need for trouble. But if you insist on trouble, I’ll be happy to oblige."

Zhou Haotian raised the fencing sword in his hand, pointing it straight at the man named Zhu Ji.

Zhu Ji cracked a slight smile and said, "Zhou Haotian, I know well the level of your swordsmanship. You’re not worthy."

Zhou Haotian’s expression turned slightly embarrassed, and just as he was about to speak, Fang Yi stepped forward.

Fang Yi took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and took a drag.

Exhaling a puff of smoke, Fang Yi glanced sideways at Zhu Ji and asked, "Are you sure you want to compete with me in fencing?"

Compete in fencing, compete in pettiness... Zhu Ji’s expression turned colder as he said, "I’m just afraid you’re too scared to compete." He wanted to provoke Fang Yi.

However, such provocation was transparent, and Fang Yi responded indifferently, "Who says I’m scared? I just worry that you might end up rolling on the ground crying when you lose."

Zhu Ji was notably provoked and retorted coldly, "You have ten minutes to prepare, then come to the field... We’ll compete purely in swordsmanship. Dare you?"

A smirk formed on Fang Yi’s lips; his eyes filled with mockery as he meaningfully uttered, "Dare."

Ten minutes to prepare.

Fang Yi went to sit in the rest area and asked Zhou Haotian to bring him a cup of water. Before Zhou Haotian could act, one of the Blood Dragon Guards following Fang Yi quickly fetched a cup of water.

One of the Blood Dragon Guards spoke softly, "This Zhu Ji, relying on being the favorite of the Yinglong Guard Captain, really doesn’t respect anyone."

echoed, "Indeed, always carrying his chin so high and never looking anyone in the eye properly. It’s

discussed indignantly and, in the heat of the moment, forgot Qin An’s instructions, evidently siding with Fang Yi

two Blood Dragon

of the Yinglong Guard with a martial arts cultivation slightly above Earth Level, around Earth Level 3. It’s common to find office politics wherever there are people, and in the Dragon Team, it was no exception. Zhu Ji’s strength wasn’t impressive, but he climbed to the position of a small Yinglong

squad leader of the Yinglong Guard, but he earned his position by rescuing hostages in Xianghua City, giving him far

with Zhou Haotian and frequently picked on him, maintaining

Haotian, knowing that Fang Yi’s provocation was possibly due to him, offered an apologetic smile and said, "I’m sorry, Brother Fang. I’ve dragged you

or not dragging here. I’m quite free right now, and I’m actually happy to have someone come looking for trouble.

...

Are you confident?" While Zhu Ji was getting ready, a member of the Yinglong

Ji glanced at the carefree Fang Yi and sneered, "He’s just a stray dog kicked out of the Dragon Team by

had immense confidence in

minutes passed quickly, and both parties entered the field simultaneously. Fang Yi, who hadn’t changed his fencing outfit or put on a protective helmet, just took a foil

compete, they captured

dressed in an OL suit entered quietly and sat down in a corner, crossing her

the fencing arena with a proud demeanor, his gaze landing on Fang Yi, a playful smile curling at the

at the eager Zhu Ji opposite him and said lightly,

Ji mocked, "What, getting cold feet now?

I’m just considering your feelings, afraid that you might be too embarrassed. If you lose, you might be ridiculed by your

eyes turned icy, his face filled with coldness, and he cursed, "Cut the crap," before donning his protective helmet, grabbing his heavy sword,

of the sword, like a cold gleam, aimed directly at Fang Yi’s forehead, who deflected it with a

Ding!

parried by Fang Yi’s foil. Zhu Ji did

Ding Ding Ding!

injure, their tips are rounded

Yi, fully aware that Fang Yi was not

was too arrogant and greatly underestimated