Fang Zhiyi didn't stop: "I don't want to."
"Your taijutsu can only be powered by faith in the God of War!"
Fang Zhiyi sneered, and Mo Xuan said, "Brother, the Martial God Faction is full of muscle monsters. I heard from my grandfather that the empire's defense force is now entirely made up of Martial God Faction members. They are very powerful. But it doesn't matter. Even if you are not selected, you are still my big brother."
Before he could say anything, a strong wind blew from behind.
Fang Zhiyi lowered his head slightly and dodged the sneak attack.
The leader saw that it was Wang He who attacked him by surprise: "The followers of the God of War only know how to attack by surprise? It's shameful for you."
Wang He was furious and shouted loudly, rushing forward with the people behind him.
Fang Zhiyi curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, and his body swayed, seemingly inexplicably, but every attack from the opponent just brushed past his body. His counterattack was very simple, just a simple punch, but his seemingly powerless fist hit the opponent, and the person being beaten would immediately lose his fighting ability.
Mo Xuan, who had finally reacted, was stunned watching from the side. He had been worried about Fang Zhiyi, but now he was only filled with amazement.
"As expected of you, big brother. Awesome."
In less than a moment, Wang He and others were all lying on the ground, with bruised faces and noses, unable to move.
Wang He looked at Fang Zhiyi with horror. He didn't expect that the person who rejected his invitation would be so powerful: "Fang Zhiyi, you, you..."
This short fight has attracted quite a few people, including several teachers.
Fang Zhiyi didn't even say anything when Mo Xuan immediately stood up and said, "Ah! You actually wanted to sneak attack me! Fortunately, my good brother intervened in time, otherwise I would have been hurt!"
"you..."
Mo Xuan had a special background, and the teachers immediately judged that Wang He and others' actions were violent. Fang Zhiyi was not even questioned, and with Mo Xuan's protection, he left here in a swagger.
"Brother, you're so strong. Your fist doesn't seem to have any special powers. How can it be so powerful just by touching it..."
Fang Zhiyi reached out and pinched Mo Xuan's arm. In just a moment, Mo Xuan felt an electric shock throughout his arm, and it was as if his hand had lost all feeling.
He was shocked: "What kind of supernatural power is this?"
Fang Zhiyi laughed. "Bullshit supernatural power! This is called acupuncture, and it comes from... an ancient sect." He added, "I read it in a book."
Mo Xuan's eyes widened: "You learned this from a book? Reading is good, you have to read!"
The rumor in school now is that Fang Zhiyi is actually Mo Xuan's personal bodyguard.
Considering the current situation and the fact that the two were almost inseparable, everyone was very convinced of this statement.
Fang Zhiyi didn't care much. As long as he could live a quiet life, everything was fine.
The days passed quickly, and the day of God's selection arrived. Fang Zhiyi had made preparations early. Mo Xuan came to find him happily early in the morning, and they went to the venue of God's selection together. Many people had already gathered here, including those who had been taught a lesson by Fang Zhiyi. They were looking at Fang Zhiyi with ill intentions at this time.
You know, no matter how good they are at fighting, they are just ordinary people. As long as they are chosen, can't they take revenge at any time?
As the names were read out one by one, some of the people who took the stage rushed to the gods they believed in, while others looked around undecided. Mo Xuan was uneasy watching this: "If you ask me, don't worry so much, just cast a net and catch fish, and knock on them one by one. I don't believe that among so many gods, there won't be a single one that needs a gatekeeper..."
Xiao Hei turned to look at Qi Moxuan: "No wonder this guy was able to gain the favor of three gods at once. What's the whole idea behind this?"
When Mo Xuan came on the court, he looked at Fang Zhiyi reluctantly. If he was not afraid of being kicked, he would have nagged her a few more times.
As expected, his wide-ranging approach was reported, and the entire venue fell silent. Even the psychics who were maintaining order were stunned.
"The approval of three gods? Who are they?"
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