Commanding Wind and Cloud

Ji Minfeng looked at the red invitation letter that the warrior of Torrent Battle Fort delivered to him, and he was surprised as he thought, "I’m the No. 4 Seat on the Hundred Battle Ranking List of the Punitive Expedition Academy. I, a unicorn bloodline warrior, haven’t challenged him, yet he already gave an invitation to me?"

"Yes. We invite you to come over to Torrent Battle Fort this afternoon." This warrior of Torrent Battle Fort looked at this female bloodline warrior who held the No. 4 Seat on the Hundred Battle Ranking list.

"I got it. I will go there later." Ji Minfeng lightly wiped her finger on her long silver hair as she thought, "I have wanted to challenge Linguan Skylan, but Qian Jin defeated him first. Now, I have an opportunity to challenge him."

...

"Qian Jin’s invitation to me?" Titan Tsemo looked at the invitation letter that Zence Matten handed to him with a smile, and he stood up and accepted the letter with both hands respectfully.

Others in the academy might not know that this peer named Tence Matten’s real name was Zence Matten, the Sixth Prince of Zence, but this genius warrior of the Titan Bloodline Family knew what was going on.

"In fact, it was me who suggest to Qian Jin the idea of invitation letters." Zence Matten didn’t treat Titan Tsemo as an outsider. After pouring the precious tea in the teapot into his cup, Zence Matten threw the teapot into his warrior dimension and said, "Uncle Marc isn’t in a good mood, so I will grab a few teapots for him. I hope you don’t mind."

Titan Tsemo looked at Zence Matten and didn’t know if he should laugh or cry. He thought to himself, "You already took it; how can I refuse? If you want teapots, go and buy them on the market. You sure are shameless for coming here and grabbing my teapot."

However, compared to the teapot, Titan Tsemo was more interested in the invitation letter. He asked, "You suggested this?"

"Yeah." Zence Matten lounged on the couch yet still somehow kept his graceful temperament. He replied, "It is simple. After Qian Jin defeated Linguan Skylan, becoming the No.1 Seat of the Hundred Ranking Battle List, everyone in the top ten except for the Sleeping Lion King who isn’t here is unwilling to accept this ranking."

Titan Tsemo nodded and didn’t hide his mind. He had been preparing to challenge Linguan Skylan, but Qian Jin finished off the golden griffin king bloodline warrior before he got the chance.

"Therefore, I told Qian Jin that if he doesn’t mind the trouble, he could accept being challenged by other nine people in the top ten every day. However, if he doesn’t want to..." Zence Matten opened his folding fan and lightly fanned himself, making his hair flutter a little before saying, "He should invite all nine of you in the top ten and battle you all in a day. He accepted my recommendation."

"He wants to fight us one after another?" Titan Tsemo snorted and said, "I won’t take advantage of him!"

"No, no, no. He isn’t going to do that." Zence Matten waved his arm and said, "He is going to fight all of you at once. It will be too troublesome otherwise."

"Fight us all at once?" Titan Tsemo shook as he stared at Zence Matten, and anger flashed in his big eyes while powerful energy rushed out of his body.

Zence Matten jumped up from the couch with a smile and walked out of the door, ignoring Titan Tsemo’s anger. "You can go back to doing what you were doing before. I’m going back to Torrent Battle Fort for now. I wonder if Fanta Kunge has delivered the letter to the academy."

...

"Does Fanta Kunge live here?"

The receptionist at Torrent Battle Fort looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and the expression on his face turned from confusion to respect. Then, he quickly stood before this warrior and saluted.

A warrior of Fanta Family! This family was the spiritual pillar in many ordinary warriors’ minds for many years. Any ordinary warrior who had honor and passion in their minds would salute when seeing members of Fanta Family.

This was an unwritten rule, but it was upheld all the time, unlike many written laws that weren’t followed.

"Hello, honorable warrior of Fanta Family. Fanta Kunge does live at our Torrent Battle Fort. Why is it that you want to see him?"

The middle-aged warrior quickly saluted back at this warrior of the Torrent Battle Fort, and he said genially, "I’m here to bring Fanta Kunge home as the Family Leader requested to see if he can help with something."

"Help? What can Fanta Kunge help with that the Fanta Family can’t do on its own?" This warrior thought to himself. Then, he quickly realized something. "Qian Jin!"

Fanta Family was here for Qian Jin instead of Fanta Kunge. Since Qian Jin and Fanta Kunge were so close, it was much easier for Fanta Family to find Fanta Kunge.

"But, why does Fanta Family want to meet Qian Jin?" This warrior of Torrent Battle Fort frowned and thought before saying, "Fanta Kunge is out delivering a letter right now. He will be back soon. How about you come in and rest for a bit? Fanta Kunge’s friend, Vice President Qian Jin, is here. Do you want to meet him first?"

"Qian Jin?" an expectant expression appeared on the middle-aged warrior’s face, and he replied, "Ok, thank you for leading the way."

"Ok, this way." The warrior of Torrent Battle Fort walked in the front as he thought to himself, "Fanta Kunge left earlier than others, so he should have delivered the letter and came back by now. He is still not back... Did he encounter some difficulties?"

...

Punitive Expedition Academy was as peaceful as usual, but the atmosphere was more intense as competition could even be smelled in the air.

On the way back to Torrent Battle Fort, Fanta Kunge looked at the campus that should be familiar to him but felt very unfamiliar. If he didn’t encounter Qian Jin, he would be staying on campus for a long time to improve his strength and knowledge instead of running around the world and facing all kinds of situations.

Of course, if he didn’t encounter all those situations, his strength would be less than half of what he was capable of now.

On a battle platform not too far away, two warriors were having a practice battle in armor, and their fists and legs collided, making a series of muffled noises. It was clear that the battle had entered a climax.

Fanta Kunge only smiled and shook his head when he saw this. If he didn’t run around with Qian Jin and battled on the verge of life-and-death, experiencing extreme danger and injures, he would have thought that this battle was intense, just like the students around the stage who were cheering and clapping.

Right now, Fanta Kunge could only smile as an encouragement to the two people on the stage. The murderous spirit in this battle was so tiny that it could barely be sensed. It felt like two children were playing in his eyes.

"Huh?" Fanta Kunge suddenly smiled self-mockingly. He didn’t expect that he would grow so much in just a year. Clearly, the people around the stage were either in his age group or even older.

However, they weren’t on the same level anymore.

Bam! A muffled noise sounded on the stage. A student got kicked in the chest, and he backed off by several steps and fell off the stage. He rubbed the chest armor that wasn’t even shattered by the kick and said, "You won, but I will win when we meet each other during the New Generation Competition." action

"New Generation Competition?" Fanta Kunge froze for a second. All the things that were happening recently made him forget about the Zence New Generation Warrior and Mage Competition. The atmosphere in the academy was probably so intense right now because the competition was happening in about four months.

"On the stage of New Generation Competition, I will still knock you off the stage, letting you know how powerful a real warrior is."

Hearing the words that the winner stated, Fanta Kunge smiled again. Those words were typical, coming from students who only experienced academies. They didn’t know about the level of masters that they would encounter during the competition. They weren’t on the same level.

"Their level?" Fanta Kunge signed and thought, "These people aren’t strong in my mind, but I’m also not qualified to fight for the position of champion."

"Perhaps..." Fanta Kunge looked up into the sky and thought, "If Big Brother Fanta Kunsa can participate, he might be able to fight for that position."

"Yo, isn’t this Fanta Kunge, a member of the so-called god of war family to ordinary warriors?"

Hoare Tee’s voice sounded in the crowd around the stage, and he pushed away other students and walked to Fanta Kunge. "What? After being beaten by me last time, you took so long to heal?"

"No. The members of Fanta Family are known for their tough bones."

Adder Bloodline Warrior Lenz Zarf was always with Flame Bear Bloodline Warrior Hoare Tee, and he said with his high-pitched voice, "Throughout history, every member of Fanta Family got their bones broken by bloodline warriors. Am I right, Fanta Kunge?"

"Then, how come you appeared after so long? Are you terrified of me? Is your spirit that weak?" Hoare Tee and Lenz Zarf chatted loudly for everyone to hear, "It is hard to say. Fanta Kunsa was defeated by my big brother, and he suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already a maniac."

Like a spike, Fanta Kunsa’s name instantly pierced into Fanta Kunge’s heart.

Having seen so many battles and so many powerful masters, Fanta Kunge’s strength increased fast, and he ignored Hoare Tee’s provocation. Even though he was defeated by this bloodline warrior last time, Fanta Kunge wasn’t in the mood to avenge himself since Hoarse Tee was way below him.

Fanta Kunge was much stronger, and his goal was much higher instead of fighting with a bloodline warrior like Hoarse Tee.