Chapter 388 - 291: The Integrity of the Older Generation (Part 2)
He had already foreseen the outcome of this battle!
...
Not long after!
Ji Qianlan found an opening, suddenly advanced, raised her long blade high, and slashed down with unstoppable momentum.
Fang Yao tried to dodge, but it was too late. The blade scraped past his shoulder, leaving a deep bloody gash.
He cried out in pain, stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.
However, Fang Yao did not give up resisting. He gritted his teeth, finally showing some ferocity in his eyes!
He endured the pain, attempting to counterattack.
With a quick seal of his hands, several strands of deceitful silk shot out.
Ji Qianlan sidestepped and easily avoided this strike.
Immediately after, Ji Qianlan launched another attack.
Her figure spun, the long blade like a Flood Dragon emerging from the sea, piercing straight towards Fang Yao’s chest.
Fang Yao’s eyes widened in horror, wanting to defend, but found his movements were a half-beat too slow.
With a "pfft" sound, the long blade stabbed into Fang Yao’s arm, and blood instantly dyed his sleeve red.
Fang Yao could no longer support himself, he fell heavily to the ground with a "thud".
He lay on the ground, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair.
Ji Qianlan stood by, looking at the fallen Fang Yao, panting slightly.
Although she had successfully defeated Fang Yao, she seemed a little weak due to her previous injuries.
However!
Her face was still filled with the joy of victory, because she had successfully upheld the dignity of the Shadow Dragon Team.
...
The surrounding people gathered in layers, whispering, their discussions rising and falling:
"What’s going on? An A-Class can’t even win against B++ level?"
"That’s right, earlier he was so arrogant, but then got crushed by Lin Lang in front of everyone, and now he was knocked down by Ji Qianlan surpassing her level, truly unexpected."
"Now Fang Yao is ruined, in the Special Agent Bureau, he’ll probably never hold his head high again."
Fang Yao lay on the ground, those piercing discussions were like sharp arrows, stabbing directly into his ears, piercing into his heart.
He looked at the people around him pointing at him, a flood of collapse spreading like a dam bursting.
In a daze, it seemed that he was back to that nightmarish day—
At that time!
He was full of arrogance, recklessly issuing a challenge to Lin Lang!
As a result, Lin Lang effortlessly defeated him with just one move, and incidentally sealed his Ability for three days.
During those three days, he was like a stray dog, subjected to the ridicule and cold eyes of others.
Now!
History was repeating itself, and in a more humiliating way!
He knew well that this time, his reputation was completely tarnished, and in the Special Agent Bureau, he probably had no chance to rise again!
From now on, he could only become the laughing stock of others’ idle chatter.
Fang Yao, full of grief, struggled to get up, staggering as he ran towards Zhao Jinyuan, crying like a helpless child:
"Uncle, what... what should I do..."
Zhao Jinyuan, however, wore a face of coldness, his eyes full of disdain, and snorted coldly:
"Useless! Victory and defeat are commonplace for a soldier! Just lost once, and you already have a psychological shadow! Truly disappointing! I’ve invested so much for you over the years, all in vain!"
Hearing this, Fang Yao felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, leaving him instantly desolate, with empty eyes, standing motionless in place.
...
At this moment!
Zhao Jinyuan suppressed the anger in his heart, turned and walked towards Lin Lang, gritting his teeth as he said:
"We admit defeat! Lift the seal on Fang Yao and restore his S-Class strength!"
Lin Lang’s lips curled slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and he said faintly:
"He has already been defeated, what right does he have to make requests?"
Zhao Jinyuan was trembling with anger, pointing his finger at Lin Lang, trying to use moral coercion to force Lin Lang to comply:
"How dare you! To casually destroy a talent seed of my Special Agent Bureau! What do you deserve for this crime!"
Lin Lang was unmoved, glanced at Zhao Jinyuan with contempt, and coldly said:
"A genius? He’s long since been useless! A flower that grows in a greenhouse cannot withstand a bit of wind and rain outside without being shattered. Such a person deserves to be called a genius?"
...
The anger in Zhao Jinyuan’s heart was instantly ignited, he suddenly released an extremely terrifying aura.
This aura spread out like a tide, instantly filling the air with a suffocating sense of oppression!
The people around felt a gust of wind hit their faces, and involuntarily took a step back.
Everyone clearly realized that this high-standing leader was truly enraged at this moment.
Elder Zou, seeing the situation was not good, hurriedly stepped forward to try to mediate.
He extended both hands, trying to calm this imminent conflict:
"Old Zhao, don’t be impulsive, let’s talk it out..."
However, Zhao Jinyuan didn’t listen to the advice at all, his eyes were bloodshot, shouting angrily:
"Today I must teach this arrogant boy a lesson! I will fight him fairly in the ring! Right now!"
Lin Lang, calm and composed, looked at Zhao Jinyuan, with a hint of a confident smile, said lightly:
"Alright, I agree."
Switching the topic, Lin Lang asked unhurriedly:
"However... I never fight battles without reward. If you lose, what can you offer?"
Zhao Jinyuan, swept away by anger, roared without thinking:
"If I lose, I’ll give you my leadership position!"
Lin Lang shook his head gently, smiling as he said:
"I’m not interested in your position. How about this, if you lose, you will lower your Combat Power to A-Class just like your nephew! And from now on, whenever you see me, take a detour! If you hear anyone dare to disrespect me, you’ll go and teach them a lesson!"