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Chapter 319 - 343, White Lotus Sect

Chapter 319: Chapter 343, White Lotus Sect

In addition to Lin Yuanhao’s arrival, a formidable man followed behind him.

This man had a fierce countenance, his brows brooding, and corners of his lips carried a faint, chilling smirk that sent shivers down one’s spine.

"This man is no ordinary individual," Su Ge’er slightly furrowed her brows at his side.

Fang Yi had seen it too, but when troops arrive, one constructs fortifications; when waters come, one piles up earth. Since Fang Yi had decided to severely trap the Northeast Alliance here, he naturally intended to trap them viciously. As for any dangers that might follow, Fang Yi had also thought them through.

Glancing at the formidable man, Fang Yi remained expressionless, lighting another cigarette. With his legs crossed, he watched Lin Yuanhao, who wore a brazen expression, his eyes peculiar.

"Lin Yuanhao, you just got slapped last time, and here you are, presenting your cheek again. I’m really embarrassed to hit you again," Fang Yi said indifferently.

Lin Yuanhao’s expression darkened instantly, recalling past humiliations by Fang Yi; rage exploded within him. Considering today’s issue as well, one could only imagine how furious Lin Yuanhao felt.

"However... Fang Yi, the expert I invited today is sufficient to make you grovel on the ground," Lin Yuanhao thought of the formidable man he brought, his lips curling into a cold smirk.

Lin Yuanhao strode forward, stopping before Fang Yi, tilting his chin up, his arrogance unmistakable.

"Fang Yi, you want to slap my face? Unfortunately, you won’t be able to do that today. Let me also tell you some unfortunate news: I have become engaged to Zhou Peilan. Three days from now, Zhou Peilan and I will have our engagement ceremony."

Speaking this, Lin Yuanhao laughed coldly, pride apparent on his face.

For a man, squashing one’s enemy in any aspect brings pleasure—especially when it comes to taking a woman. Lin Yuanhao, having the upper hand over Fang Yi, felt immensely happy; he felt extremely relieved from within.

However, Fang Yi was undisturbed, an unfathomable expression on his face as he looked at the triumphantly proud Lin Yuanhao and said, "She’s too good for you."

Lin Yuanhao retorted, "I’m so outstanding, rich, and influential, yet not good enough? Fang Yi, you really think you’re worthy of her being such a poor boy? Besides, it was her father who gave her to me, a testament to my worthiness. Fang Yi, you’re nothing but a loser."

Having said that, Lin Yuanhao felt even more relieved, suppressing his opponent completely brought him true satisfaction.

"It’s not for you to say whether I’m a loser or not. I will attend your engagement ceremony in three days," Fang Yi responded coolly.

"Thinking of stealing the bride? Let’s see if you have the capability!" Lin Yuanhao sneered, his eyes even filling with anticipation, determined to make Fang Yi lose face completely and return all the insults he had endured.

Having finished that, Fang Yi spoke evenly, "Now that this is out of the way, let’s get to the matter at hand. Lin Yuanhao, tell me, how are you planning to resolve this?"

Lin Yuanhao, already prepared, sneered, "I’ll give you one million."

One million was mere pocket change for Lin Yuanhao; if he could heavily insult Fang Yi with it, not just one million, even two million would suffice.

Yet Fang Yi was unmoved and said, "One million? Lin Yuanhao, you think you’re dealing with a beggar? Three million. If you don’t cough up the money, I’ll have everyone here lying down, including him!"

Fang Yi pointed at the formidable man behind Lin Yuanhao.

The formidable man silently sneered, stepping forward past Lin Yuanhao, his presence commanding, he said, "Wang Tong, please enlighten me."

"I’ll take you on!" Yao Bo was brimming with combat desire.

However, Fang Yi stopped him and then slowly stood up.

Su Ge’er whispered softly, "He’s very strong, be careful."

Fang Yi nodded slightly, smiling as he looked at Wang Tong, "Instead of exchanging pointers, come and take a beating."

Wang Tong’s eyes immediately showed a chilling intent, he sneered once without another word, and then, like a cannonball, violently charged toward Fang Yi, instantly hooking everyone’s nerves and drawing all eyes to him.

Fang Yi’s pupils slightly narrowed, sensing Wang Tong’s aura; he roughly gauged Wang Tong’s level of skill.

The next moment, Fang Yi also leapt forward.

"Pure Yang Fist!"

Wang Tong let out a low roar, a ferocious look appearing in his eyes.

He threw a punch, and from his fist sprang a fierce gale, causing strong waves of air that made the surrounding people involuntarily step back.

"So he’s at the Earth Level, but just at the first stage."

Fang Yi sneered coldly and also launched a punch.

There were no fancy tricks, no skillful maneuvers, just a fierce collision.

Not far away, Su Ge’er slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes, and Yao Bo and others were gripping their hands with sweat. They had already seen the extraordinariness of Wang Tong, and opposite them, Lin Yuanhao’s eyes were filled with anticipation, hoping Fang Yi would fall.

Bang!

The two fists heavily collided, not only creating a clash of fists but also a clash of Inner Strength. The resulting air waves were shocking.

Wang Tong was astonishingly formidable, his Inner Strength robust. Yet, under such a fierce confrontation, Fang Yi only took a step back and was not knocked to the ground as imagined.

Moreover, Wang Tong also took half a step back, which surprised him immensely.

He was a Blue Lotus protector, ranked among the top at the first stage of Earth Level. Nevertheless, he had not anticipated that this man, who hadn’t yet reached Earth Level but was just at Half-step Earth Level, not only took a mere step back but also forced him to retreat half a step.

Wang Tong was inwardly shocked as he looked at Fang Yi. The gap between their realms made the strength of Martial Artists distinct. However, this man seemed to ignore such a rigid hierarchy.

This man... he couldn’t see through him.

But Lin Yuanhao didn’t understand these subtleties. He only saw Fang Yi step back and showed a pleased expression, quickly approaching: "Wang Tong."

"Master Lin, this man is not simple. We should retreat for now," said Wang Tong. It was just a brief exchange, and although he had some cards to play, who could be sure what cards the other party held?

Moreover, apart from Fang Yi, there was also Su Ge’er. She was the chief disciple of the Desire Sect, and Wang Tong had already recognized her identity. It was hard to ensure she wouldn’t recognize his.

Seeing Wang Tong’s serious expression, Lin Yuanhao had no choice but to give up.

Fang Yi ignored Wang Tong and looked at Lin Yuanhao, speaking indifferently: "Shall we continue fighting, or will you pay compensation?"

Three million... Lin Yuanhao felt a bit of a pinch, but thinking that this annoying bastard would be under his feet in three days, he felt somewhat relieved.

"Three million is nothing. I, Lin Yuanhao, can afford it," said Lin Yuanhao coldly.

Afterward, Lin Yuanhao made a transfer and paid three million.

As he left, Lin Yuanhao strutted away, provocatively saying, "Fang Yi, I will wait for you in three days."

Fang Yi remained calm and responded placidly, "I will be there on time for the appointment in three days."

Lin Yuanhao, along with the people of the Northeast Alliance, quickly disappeared.

Fang Yi turned to look at Su Ge’er and smiled, "Thank you for your help this time, Chief Su."

Su Ge’er nodded slightly, then furrowed her brows, saying, "That Wang Tong is very extraordinary."

"What’s his background?"

"Perhaps from a mysterious sect that has been hidden for a long time..."

Su Ge’er gazed toward the door and with slightly parted lips, said, "White Lotus Sect."