Becoming a Saint Fro Chapter 64: Just and Strict

Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Just and Strict

ROAR!!!

In an instant, the entire training ground erupted in an uproar!

The crowd of spectators was shocked by the incredibly bloody and brutal scene, and many cried out in alarm.

Even the few constables maintaining order at the edge of the field were stunned for a long mont before they rembered their duty and rushed onto the field to treat the severely injured He Zhiling, whose arm had been severed.

He Zhiling’s entire right arm was cut off, blood gushing from the wound. He had also taken a heavy kick from Zhou Fang, breaking several ribs, and had long since fallen unconscious from his severe injuries.

To injure soone so grievously in a re assessnt match—Zhou Fang’s actions were truly too ruthless, too arrogant.

This outco not only shocked the spectators by the field, but even Zhou Xu in the stands, himself a mber of the Zhou family, turned pale with shock. Veins bulged on his forehead, and the skin on his face twitched uncontrollably.

"Zhou Fang, how dare you!"

Shen Qingshuang’s face was ashen as she roared in anger.

Facing the furious reprimand of Chief Constable Shen Qingshuang, Zhou Fang showed not a hint of guilt or remorse. He clasped his fists and said unhurriedly, "Lord Shen, blades have no eyes. Injuries are inevitable in a martial arts competition.

Besides, Lord Shen personally set the rules beforehand, demanding that we go all out in this assessnt match, or else be expelled from the City Guard Departnt.

I was rely following Lord Shen’s orders and fighting with all my might. He Zhiling insisted on showing off. It’s his own fault his skills were subpar that he was unfortunately injured by ."

As Zhou Fang spoke, he turned to the spectators at the side of the field, clasped his fists again, and said, "I’m sure everyone here heard

loud and clear. Before the match, I kindly advised He Zhiling to withdraw.

His own strength was lacking, yet he was too stubborn to listen to my advice. Naturally, he must bear the consequences."

Zhou Fang’s preemptive explanation was so well-reasoned that even Shen Qingshuang couldn’t find a single flaw in it.

"Arrogant!"

She ignored Zhou Fang and instead fixed Zhou Xu, who was at the side, with a sharp gaze. "On the pretext of an assessnt match, Zhou Fang has crippled a colleague," she said with utmost seriousness. "Not only does he lack any remorse, but he also attempts to twist the facts with sophistry.

Such a perverse, violent, and arrogant man is unfit to be a constable of the City Guard Departnt.

I have decided to revoke Zhou Fang’s qualification for the official constable assessnt, remove him from the City Guard Departnt, and bar him from ever being re-employed."

Zhou Xu had already recovered from his shock. Although he was slightly displeased by Zhou Fang’s ruthlessness, how could he possibly agree to Shen Qingshuang’s proposal?

No matter how perverse and violent Zhou Fang was, that was an internal matter for the Zhou Family. Zhou Xu would naturally reprimand and restrain him himself.

Besides, although crippling He Zhiling by severing his arm was a bit ruthless, the act served to establish the Zhou Family’s dominance—and it was done justifiably. Not only would Zhou Xu not reprimand him, but he would even praise him in private.

Shen Qingshuang wanted to use this opportunity to revoke Zhou Fang’s qualification? Not a chance.

"Lord Shen, your judgnt is a bit too hasty. As Zhou Fang said, blades have no eyes, and injuries and casualties are unavoidable in martial arts competitions.

It was not Zhou Fang’s intention to accidentally injure He Zhiling so severely; it was not a major mistake. Of course, Zhou Fang bears so small responsibility. We’ll have him compensate He Zhiling with ten taels of silver for his dical treatnt."

Zhou Xu’s expression was grave, but his eyes held a faint glimr of triumph.

This rhetoric, which downplayed the severity of the situation, was intended to turn a major issue into a minor one and a minor one into nothing at all, easily sweeping Zhou Fang’s transgression under the rug.

Shen Qingshuang said coldly, "Lord Zhou, you an to say that for crippling an arm, the penalty is only ten taels of silver?"

Zhou Xu spread his hands. "Lord Shen, strictly speaking, Zhou Fang is not at fault. A fine of ten taels of silver is actually quite heavy.

The City Guard Departnt’s assessnt matches can’t be fought without weapons, can they? And since weapons are used, there’s naturally a risk. The assessnt rules have always been this way. Does anyone here have any objections?"

As he spoke, Zhou Xu looked at the other Chief Constables, then swept his gaze over the spectators, adopting a righteous and awe-inspiring deanor as he declared loudly:

"Seeing a subordinate constable suffer such a calamity, I, as an Official of the South City District City Guard Headquarters, am more heartbroken than anyone.

But please rember this: the duty of a City Guard Departnt constable is to protect the peace and safety of the common people. In these chaotic tis, it’s common for people to break the law with martial arts. A City Guard Departnt constable must fight life-and-death battles against all sorts of bandits who cultivate the Martial Dao. Martial Arts Power is extrely important.

If their strength is weak, even if they scrape by in today’s assessnt, how will they face powerful bandits in the future?

If their strength is insufficient, they can’t even protect their own lives. How then can they protect your lives and property?"

Under Zhou Xu’s barrage of questions, no one answered. Even Shen Qingshuang fell silent. The entire field was deathly quiet.

Zhou Xu, holding high the banner of righteousness, had not only successfully turned the situation around for Zhou Fang but had also subtly established the Zhou Family’s might. With a thoughtful expression, he continued, "We who cultivate the Martial Dao should be brave and forge ahead with keen determination. Although Zhou Fang may have lacked restraint during the match, his courage and martial prowess are comndable.

To be honest, Zhou Fang is my kinsman. But I am not trying to make excuses for him, because he has done nothing wrong.

The City Guard Departnt’s assessnts have always been fair and strict. As the supervising official for this assessnt, I too must uphold the principles of fairness and impartiality, and I will show no favoritism.

You have all witnessed it today. With Zhou Fang’s Martial Arts Power, he’s likely not much weaker than a Chief Constable, yet he still has to go through the step-by-step assessnt to be promoted from a Preparatory Constable.

Since Zhou Fang has already demonstrated such formidable Martial Arts Power, I propose that we skip the remaining martial arts matches. He can be promoted directly. Otherwise, if he were to ’slip up’ again, I and all of you would be even more heartbroken."

Then, Zhou Xu adopted a look of pity and turned to Chen Cheng. "Chen Cheng, are you willing to voluntarily withdraw from the next match?"

Instantly, everyone present turned their gaze to Chen Cheng, who stood in the middle of the field holding his saber.

Everyone fell silent.

Shen Qingshuang’s expression was complex, and she too chose silence. The situation had developed beyond her expectations. Zhou Fang’s Martial Arts Power was definitely above the Great Success in Skin Grinding Realm.

In her view, even if Chen Cheng’s martial arts talent was outstanding, his cultivation ti was still short. Furthermore, coming from a Humble Family with limited resources, it was impossible for him to defeat such a powerful opponent as Zhou Fang.

Liu Yunfeng sighed internally. He had always thought highly of Chen Cheng and had hoped he would make a stunning debut in today’s match. But it was clear the Zhou Family had hidden Zhou Fang’s true strength. Chen Cheng had no chance of winning. Rather than forcing a fight, it was better to conserve his strength and wait for the next official constable assessnt.

"Ah Cheng, you should withdraw from this assessnt for now," Liu Yunfeng advised.

He left the rest unsaid: Zhou Fang was a vicious and ruthless man. If Chen Cheng recklessly fought him and sothing went wrong, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Chen Cheng also remained silent, thinking. ’I carefully observed the fight between Zhou Fang and He Zhiling. His Swordsmanship, though sharp, is only at the Great Success Level—not much different from He Zhiling’s.

’The reason He Zhiling was so utterly defeated was partly because his Martial Arts Realm, strength, and speed are much weaker than Zhou Fang’s. But that alone shouldn’t have led to such a miserable defeat.’