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Chapter 201 Gwangju Unrestricted Fighting (First Chapter, 5,000 Monthly Tickets Requested)
"Are you still angry?"

Ruoyun turned her head, looked at the teacher who was patiently peeling an apple for her, and shook her head, "Ruoyun wouldn't dare."

"That means daring."

Hearing the teacher's words, Ruoyun was both amused and exasperated. "I really wouldn't dare."

"You really dare?"

Feeling unable to communicate with the teacher in a short time, Ruoyun turned her head away, no longer wanting to speak.

"You said you weren't angry, but look at you, aren't you angry now?"

Ruoyun felt exhausted all over her body. "Then what do you want, teacher?"

Her tone was momentarily like a helpless, coquettish plea.

"Don't get angry."

"Okay, I'm not angry anymore." Ruoyun said, but couldn't help asking again, "So why did you take action? If I left late, would I have to get beaten by you every day, teacher?"

These words carried a hint of resentment.

After all, she felt confident that she could win her battle against Sakuya.

Suddenly, magical girl Ruri unleashed her power, forcing the two to stop fighting and prepare to defend themselves.

The teacher suddenly intervened.

Ruoyun didn't want to lose like this.

Since she had entered the competition, she wanted to win first place, whether it was Magical Girl Ruri or something else, she was determined to win.

Not only will there be bonuses and prizes, but you can also obtain materials for the ultimate imperial weapon from the Mirror Kingdom, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Therefore, her resistance against her master was the most intense, resulting in the most severe injuries.

Ultimately, they had no choice but to retreat.

"Don't sound so aggrieved," Bai Mei said with a light laugh. "Your master, your master's master, and your master's master's master all went through the same thing."

"Does the Qingyun Sect have a tradition of masters beating their disciples? Also, isn't the sect leader the master of the master? Isn't the sect leader the founder of the Qingyun Sect? Does the sect leader also have a master?"

"Naturally there is."

They're all in online articles.

"Even if I don't make a move, you might not be a match for Magical Girl Ruri."

"We'll only know after we've fought them!"

"Silly girl." Bai Mei stuffed a peeled apple into her student's mouth. "What if you get hurt? Don't you still have a mission?"

With a snort, Ruoyun finally stopped saying anything.

For Bai Mei, it was certainly not to pave the way for the magical girl Liuli.

She could tell at a glance that Ruoyun was no match for the magical girl Ruri.

After all, she is the sect leader's sister, so it's normal for her to have this kind of strength.

However, it wouldn't be good if Ruoyun's hard-earned confidence were to be shaken by the magical girl Ruri.

Both are newly promoted magical girls, but the difference in their abilities is so great. Even if Ruoyun is already very strong, she would still be devastated if she lost.

She didn't want Ruoyun to become a stepping stone for the magical girl Liuli.

Let Ruoyun make her move when she has grown to the point where she can truly rival Liuli.

She believed that Ruoyun would not lose to the magical girl Ruri in the future; Ruoyun's growth in the sanctuary had far exceeded her expectations.

Therefore, there is no need to further discourage Ruoyun, who is already excellent enough.

Bai Mei even looked forward to Ruoyun growing to surpass her, surprising her master...

"Master, you're worried about me being discouraged if I lose, aren't you?"

Bai Mei smiled helplessly, realizing she had been seen through.

"I wouldn't." She hugged her master's hand and pressed it against her face after a long time, feeling the soft, white palm of her master's hand. "I just wanted to prove something to you..."

"Ok, I know."

"But Master, are you so sure I can't beat her?"

"After all, she is your grandmaster's sister."

"The sect leader's sister?"

"Yes, it's normal to be a little more capable, don't take it to heart."

"Tch, our Holy Temple Master is far more powerful than Master's Sect Master, so it's perfectly normal for me to be more powerful than her in the future!"

"Ha ha……"

Having not seen each other for a long time, Bai Mei couldn't help but chat a bit more, asking if she was short of money, if she was eating well, and why she was still wearing summer clothes and should change into autumn clothes...

Although she cared about Shui Ling and Qian Jing, she was watching over them, and the two students were steadily improving, so there was nothing to worry about.

The two children never slackened in their efforts to win back Ruoyun; they worked incredibly hard.

However, compared to Ruoyun's special training in a complex and difficult environment, it is still somewhat inferior.

The power gained from actual combat always leads to faster progress, especially for magical girls.

However, it's fine for Chiaki and Mizuki to stay like this.

Everyone has their own choices; there's no need for everyone to suffer.

Furthermore, their individual personalities lead to different levels of adaptability to the environment. If Chikyo and Shuiling follow Ruoyun's path, they may actually progress more slowly.

Ultimately, the best way for a magical girl to grow up is to find what suits her best.

"But Master really stole the show this time."

"If Magical Girl Ruri won the championship too easily, some people will question it," Bai Mei said casually. "It's better to have someone of higher caliber step up for her, preferably with a bit of drama, so that people will remember it more."

"Yes, that's how it's written in your novels, right, teacher?"

Bai Mei smiled and patted her head, "You're a promising student."

The sudden emergence of a magical girl with nascent potential and power exceeding that of a fully blossoming magical girl is truly dramatic and incredibly impressive.

Bai Mei's sword strike was incredibly powerful; anyone who has actually witnessed it knows how formidable it is. There's no need to worry about others questioning Coco.

"However, I think the process can be optimized a bit. I could go first and show off my skills, and then you could come out and defeat me instantly, stacking the boxes so that Coco can defeat me..."

"It's too long, the audience will get impatient, and your skills won't improve."

"cut."

If she could, Ruoyun really enjoyed this time.

She used to think that her daily life was so ordinary that she was even a little tired of it, but after losing it, she realized that every second of it was a miracle no less than the birth of a magical girl.

I wanted to hold the teacher's hand a little longer, to feel her warmth and softness, and to smell her pleasant scent.

She even wanted to snuggle in her teacher's arms, like she used to, and have her clean her ears.

But Ruoyun held back.

Then both of their phones rang at the same time.

After exchanging a glance, the teacher and student tacitly separated, each looking at their phones.

"Ruoyun, the Holy Temple Walker's urgent mission is to find the Dream Essence! The Holy Temple Walker says all other missions are suspended!"

"Bai Mei, please help."

After glancing at each other's messages, the two simultaneously turned off their phones.

"Ah, another mission has come from the Sanctuary. Sorry, teacher, I have to go."

"Yes, there are some matters to attend to at the Qingyun Sect as well."

Ruoyun put on her clothes, and Bai Mei also tidied up the things on the table.

Neither the master nor the apprentice said anything.

Ruoyun walked to the window, turned her head to look at her teacher again, then thought for a moment, took out two cards from her pocket, and threw them to her teacher, "Consider them as gifts for Qianjing and Shuiling."

Bai Mei accepted it without saying anything, just waving her hand.

"Be careful on the road."

"Teacher, be careful on the road."

After saying that, one person climbed out of the window, and the other pushed open the door and left.

The once cozy hospital room quickly became empty.

Only the windows swayed gently in the breeze.

……

South China, Gwangju.

As a small town next to Myongshin City, Gwangju has not seen any witch gatherings or chaos for a long time.

The competition in Myongshin City was also organized by the Disaster Management Bureau of Gwangju.

But Gwangju is a small place after all. If so many magical girls were to be called in for a battle, the whole town might be affected. The Gwangju Disaster Management Bureau also doesn't have many people. If such a large-scale competition caused any trouble, they wouldn't be able to manage it. So they simply moved it to Myongshin City.

The result was still very successful.

However, they themselves lost the final championship prize...

Of course, this is not a big deal, after all, there is still the main reward of the Mind Realm, so losing the champion reward is just that.

While Dream Essence sounds rare, it only slightly improves one's personal reality, far less than the boost that the Mind Realm brings to magical girls.

Nobody cared.

Around midnight, a group of people stormed into the Gwangju Disaster Management Bureau.

All of the Bureau of Disaster Management's magic arrays and alarm monitoring systems have become ineffective.

The two magical girls waiting in the Disaster Management Bureau inexplicably fainted.

The rest are mostly ordinary staff. The Gwangju police force and the Disaster Management Bureau are separate. Generally speaking, the Disaster Management Bureau only needs the combat power of magical girls.

Even in case of unforeseen circumstances, a dozen or so experienced security guards would actually be sufficient.

In fact, when that group of people rushed in, they were indeed stopped by the security guards at the entrance.

After taking down the dozen or so men who were leading the charge, the middle-aged security captain loosened his tie and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Brothers."

Looking back at the remaining dozen or so security guards, the security captain sneered disdainfully, "They think they can overwhelm us with numbers."

The security guards wiped the dust off their faces and then burst into laughter.

"You country bumpkin, don't you know we're the strongest fighting force in the Disaster Management Bureau, second only to the magical girls!"

"They actually thought they could take down the Disaster Management Bureau just by having more people!"

"Don't you know each of us can take on a hundred! The most important thing is combat strength, not numbers! Idiots! Those who can still fight, stand up!"

Dozens of men roared and fearlessly met the oncoming dense enemy force!
Twenty seconds later.

Dozens of security guards lay on the ground, convulsing.

"There are way too many people!"

The security captain, struggling to sit up against the wall, looked at the group of lunatics, his baton almost leaving afterimages as he swung it.

Six sticks in one second!
Not only are there a lot of people, but their fighting spirit is ridiculously strong!
You'd think they were on performance-enhancing drugs!
It wasn't until everyone rushed into the Disaster Management Bureau that the seriously injured security captain managed to get up and sit down against the wall.

Then he took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a match, and tried to light it, but the match went out as soon as the wind blew.

After trying for a long time without success, he had no choice but to give up, just sitting there with a cigarette in his mouth, looking up at the stars and moon in the night sky, questioning the meaning of life.

Suddenly, a face covered the night sky.

"Will it become popular?"

Yun Ke squatted down and took out a lighter.

Facing this old rival, the security captain scoffed, "Let's light a fire."

Yun Ke actually lit a fire for him, saying, "Long time no see."

"How much do you guys get paid a month?" The security captain took a shaky drag on his cigarette. "Working this hard? We'll be hunted down by all the magical girls in South China. Is it worth it? We get ten thousand a month!"

"We make 80,000 a month."

"Heh, just seventy thousand more, seventy...seventy thousand, and you're risking your lives? So cheap..."

"The bonus for this Infinite Fighting event, which is equivalent to ten months' salary, has already been given to us. There is also a meal allowance of 1,000 yuan per person per day, and there are additional rewards for the injured."

The night wind whistled, and the cigarette in the security guard's mouth fell out.

After a long pause, he looked at Yun Ke with a sincere expression and said, "Look, we're old friends, so why don't you introduce me to her..."

The security captain finally understood why he had lost.

Damn, so many people, each earning 80,000 a month, plus so many benefits and bonuses.

They have a clear advantage in wages, how can they compete?
What is a salary? It's like a health bar and an energy bar!

These useless idiots can only swing six blows per second? It's a disgrace, a betrayal of the boss's kindness!
If his security captain can't deliver twenty blows in a second, he'd feel so guilty he'd chop off his own hand!

"Look at this bunch of useless trash! They're no fun to fight, no speed when chasing, and no power when wielding batons. Let me handle this! I can definitely make the boss happy!"

"We'll see."

Yun Ke waved her hand, ignoring the security captain's earnest request to join.

Lord Simotu is going to start a new witch council, so he doesn't need any more useless people.

"Yun Ke!"

When west Lan's voice came from over there, Yun Ke kicked the security captain unconscious and went over.

Xi Lan emerged from the surveillance footage. "We've found a clue to the missing item. Retreat. Was no one killed?"

No one was killed.

"That's good. Lord Si Motu said that if anyone dies, he can't protect you. But if no one dies, he'll guarantee you can leave South China and find employment elsewhere!"

"Hehe, as long as Lord Simotu doesn't abandon us, that's good enough." Yun Ke said respectfully, "We are willing to serve Lord Simotu!"

"Very good, everyone, back to base!"

Following Xilan's order, many members of the Witches' Guild, well-trained, withdrew from the Disaster Management Bureau.

As west Lan watched the large group of people emerge, and thinking about how much money had been wasted on them, she said sarcastically, "Nobody's slacking off, is that it?"

"Lord Xilan, we can't afford to be lazy! If we don't get some exercise, how will we be able to eat dinner? Don't you guys agree, brothers?"

"Yes!"

"I want to eat a lot of steamed buns for dinner!"

"You brat, what are you doing eating steamed buns? You need to change your bad habit of eating staple foods. You can eat your fill of lobster and seafood just as well!"

"it is good!"

Then came a burst of cheers and laughter.

west Lan snorted coldly, turned her head away, and decided to avoid seeing him and getting annoyed.

Wasting money on this group of people is a complete waste.

From birth, the proletariat drips blood from every pore that is dirtier than filth and magic. They are lazy and ignorant, born sinful children who parasitize the capital of goodness and squander the hard-earned money of the great Lord Si Mo Tu.

This waste will continue unabated.

Today they want a raise, tomorrow they want no overtime, the day after tomorrow they want a company car, and after that they want to be their own boss—what a mess!

Such concessions will only embolden these useless individuals to push their luck and ultimately erode all the capital of kindness!

Seeing them with so much money is a hundred times more painful than when Xilan had no money!
For Lord Si Mo Tu's sake, they must be made to vomit it all out!

"Reporting to Lord Simotu, I've found out where the champion's prize went. Someone has confirmed that it was taken by a magical girl, Sakuya..."

Before they could finish speaking, a figure suddenly blocked their way.

Both Xilan and Yunke, the two complete witches, froze in the distance, staring at the ghostly figure of the magical girl.

"I remember the South China Witches' Society isn't supposed to allow unauthorized actions, right? Did you report to headquarters?"

Yun Ke trembled all over, "Vice President Jia Lan..."

Unlike Xilan, she had actually been beaten by Vice President Jialan.

Having grown up under Jialan's command since childhood, he harbors a natural fear.

"We...we were acting on Lord Simotu's orders..."

“Simotu.” Jialan wasn’t surprised, but looking at Xilan who remained silent, she said, “Simotu has now joined the Mirror Kingdom. Even if he hasn’t betrayed us, he shouldn’t be able to control Huanan, right? This is against the rules.”

"I told you, you old fool, you should have given up your position long ago." west Lan's face hardened. "The vice president should have been Lord Si Mo Tu's. You senile old man, do you think you're smarter than me? If you had knelt down and offered Lord Si Mo Tu the vice president's authority long ago, how could you have violated the rules! In the end, isn't it all because you're disloyal, unfilial, unrighteous, disloyal, disobedient, and unworthy..."

Jialan pressed it gently.

A bolt of lightning instantly engulfed Xilan, and the complete witch lay on the ground without even having time to react.

"This lackey is getting more and more outrageous." Jialan scratched his head. "It's fucking hilarious."

He then looked at Yun Ke and said, "Tell me, what exactly is Si Mo Tu trying to do?"

Seeing that Xilan had been beaten up, Yunke dared not be so presumptuous anymore.

"Lord Jialan! Lord Jialan! Simotu has gone mad! He says he's going to start a new witch's society!"

Jialan was stunned when she heard this.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly looked up and grabbed his wand in an attempt to defend himself.

However, the newcomer gave her no chance. A powerful punch, accompanied by a terrifying whistling sound, slammed into her face!

The figure streaked across the night sky like a shooting star, smashed through the building, bounced two or three times on the ground like skipping stones, and finally crashed into a large villa before coming to a stop!
Yun Ke was stunned for a moment. She looked up at the vice president who was buried in the ruins, and then looked at the masked boy who slowly withdrew his fist and put one hand in his pocket.

What did you just say?

Yun Ke's body went limp, and she almost knelt down!
"I'm astounding, Lord Simotu! You're going to start a new witch's society! And she actually disagrees!"

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