Father-Son Agreement

  Fang Hao's face suddenly turned ugly, and the roles of the two immediately changed. Fang Hao took out the dignity of being a father and stared at Fang Yun fiercely: "As a member of the Fang family, how can you be idle? Today, no matter what, you must give me an explanation. Are you going to cultivate magic or practice internal energy?"

  "Is cultivating magic and Dou Qi really making a difference?" Fang Yun retorted.

  "What else can you achieve besides magic and Dou Qi?" Fang Hao didn't give in on this matter at all.

  "It's enough that our family has an eldest son, the second child is already a great general of the Southern Sky White Cloud Empire, and the third and fourth children are already geniuses. Whether I cultivate magic or martial arts is irrelevant." Fang Yun said matter-of-factly.

  Fang Hao was so angry that he spat blood. Although these words made sense, how could a normal person say such things?

  "So what are you going to do in the future? You're already fourteen years old, and it's about time."

  "If the Fang family supports me, I will continue to be their young master. If the Fang family does not support me, I will venture out into the world."

  "Conquer the mainland?" Fang Hao snorted, laughing voicelessly: "If you don't even have the ability to protect yourself, forget about conquering the mainland, you can't even make it out of Mo Bei."

  "Old man, what makes you think I'm not capable of taking care of myself?" Fang Yun looked at Fang Hao with dissatisfaction.

  "The fact is before your eyes, if you leave Yan City, I'm afraid you'll be sold by someone else the next day."

  "Hey old man, why don't we make a bet?" Fang Yun's eyes were gleaming with mischief as he spun around in circles, seemingly cooking up some kind of scheme.

  "What's the bet?" Fang Hao knew that Fang Yun definitely didn't have good intentions, but he still couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

  "You said I'm not capable of self-defense, so find a warrior or magician within the fourth rank. If they can defeat me, I'll listen to you and choose one to cultivate... however..." Fang Yun paused, his eyes gleaming with a hint of clarity.

  "But what?"

  "If I accidentally win, you have to grant me one thing." Fang Yun smiled and looked at Fang Hao.

  "Alright! I'll bet with you then." Fang Hao didn't believe it, but Fang Yun really had a chance of winning.

  Within the family, there are four generations within and above the third generation, as numerous as cow hair, and not lacking in three-generation eighth-rank and ninth-rank martial artists.

  Three-star level, not considered a super master, but already considered a good player. Fang Hao didn't believe it, and wondered if Fang Yun, this kid, really had the possibility of winning.

  Not to mention three stages, even if it's one stage or two stages, he has no chance of winning at all.

  But if he really wins, Fang Hao will also lose willingly. If there's an unexpected outcome, it can only mean that his son is a genius among geniuses.

  Fang Yu was eight years old when he passed the test, his magic reached third-tier, and he had already been rumored to be incredibly talented. If Fang Yun could defeat a third-tier martial artist, Fang Hao would only feel delighted, not disappointed.

  In the Fang family's martial arts training ground, hundreds of Fang family members and disciples gathered, their daily task was to complete training and cultivation, improving their own skills.

  In the Fang family, except for a small number of magicians, most are warriors. Only those who have reached the third rank can be considered a true Fang family warrior, while those above the fourth rank are at the captain level.

  Fang Hao and Fang Yun arrived at the martial arts arena, where a fifth-rank captain immediately approached them: "Greetings, Master and Young Master."

  The commander-in-chief Fang Cheng is also a member of the Fang family, currently in his early forties, and has the strength to rank among the top thirty in the Fang family. The Fang family army is also led by him.

  Fang Hao nodded slightly, his eyes scanning the training grounds. The over a thousand disciples who were originally sparring stopped their hands and stood at attention in neat rows to welcome Fang Hao.

  Fang Hao walked a circle before lining up and pointed at a third-grade eighth-rank disciple in front of him: "What's your name."

  "The disciples are all here." said the disciple.

  Fang Hao turned his head and glanced at Fang Yun: "How is he?"

  "Whatever." Fang Yun curled her lip.

  "It's up to you, come out and have a match with Lao Wu, go all out and don't hold back." Fang Hao said directly.

  "Ah?" Fang Qi was stunned, pointing at Fang Yun: "Ah... Young Master Yun he... he just..."

  "What's with all the meddling? If you want to fight, then fight." Fang Hao glared at Fang Qi: "If you lose, I'll have you dig in the North Mine for half a year as punishment."

  "... Fang Qi's face turned pale as soon as he heard about the Beidi mine shaft."

  Fang Yun and Fang Qi walked into the middle of the martial arts arena, while the other Fang family disciples remained in their formation, not making a commotion due to the two's duel.

  "Please, Young Master Cloud." Fang Qi was afraid of being thrown into the North Land mine pit, but his opponent, Cloud, was humble and courteous everywhere. After all, he was facing the young master of the Fang family, and he feared that if he used too much force, he would hurt him, and then it wouldn't be just a matter of being thrown into the North Land mine pit.

  Fang Qi thought to himself, Fang Yun didn't even have a slight fluctuation of aura, he could easily grab him and throw him out of the arena at any moment.

  Fang Yunxin walked step by step towards Fang Qi: "Are you ready?"

  Fang Qi smiled bitterly, did this still need preparation? The master of the house was really troublesome, actually making him and Fang Yun duel.

  No one took care of Fang Yun, neither the thousands of Fang family members present nor Fang Hao.

  Fang Cheng stood beside Fang Hao, a look of puzzlement in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Master, what do you mean by this?"

  "Don't ask me, this kid said it himself. If he's defeated by someone below the 4th rank, he'll cultivate internal energy or magic. Let's see what tricks he has up his sleeve." Fang Hao said calmly.

  Even if it were him, he wouldn't take this duel seriously at all. A third-class eighth-grade warrior against a young man who hasn't cultivated anything.

  This is simply a completely suspenseless duel. Fang Hao agreed to Fang Yun's request just to make him give up and learn how to cultivate his Qi honestly.

  "Wow... there's a beauty..." Fang Yun suddenly pointed behind Fang Qi's back and exclaimed loudly.

  Fang Qi was stunned and subconsciously turned his head, but he wasn't the only one; everyone else did the same, following Fang Yun's direction, including Fang Hao.

  However, there was nothing, in the direction Fang Yun pointed, there was simply nothing at all.

  Fang Qi's head spun around in confusion, but his body suddenly tilted over, his calf feeling as if it had been tripped by something, his center of gravity constantly shifting.

  Pfft——

  Fang Qi's face directly hit the thick ground, and no one saw what happened when they turned back, but found that Fang Qi had already fallen to the ground, extremely embarrassed.

  Fang Hao's eyes widened in shock, everyone else had their mouths agape, with faces full of incredulity and unbelief.

  "This kid is cheating." Fang Hao suddenly realized something.

  Fang Yun looked at Fang Qi with a big smile on his face, while Fang Qi stood up, his face flushed with shame, and surprisingly, he lost face in front of everyone.

  "When dueling, it's best not to be distracted, hehe..." Fang Yun reminded kindly.

  Fang Qi's face turned even redder, he was so angry that he wished he could find a hole to crawl into, and yet he had been deceived by such a low-level lie.