Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 512 - 250: Jiang Ying, the Federation’s Number One Assassin!!

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Chapter 512: Chapter 250: Jiang Ying, the Federation’s Number One Assassin!!

Lu Jiuyuan stood silently to the side, his sharp gaze seemingly wanting to pierce through the thick night, to see the secrets in the depths of the ocean.

Wei Banmeng had her hands in her trench coat pockets, the sea breeze ruffling her hair. Her cool face was lit by the ship’s lights, her eyes somewhat vacant.

Fang Qingyu stood at the forefront, holding the cold railing, looking out into the distance.

Qingjian City also has the sea, but that’s the Inner Sea, it’s a harbor.

Facing such a vast, unfathomable real ocean directly, it had been a long time for him.

A feeling of indescribable ease, accompanied by the salty tang of the sea breeze, quietly crept into his heart.

Just at this moment.

At the horizon where sea and sky met, the last ember of the sunset swallowed by the line suddenly erupted upward as if unwilling to quiet down!

Like a furnace overturning, it instantly ignited the western sky and the dark ink-colored sea below.

Blistering orange-red, magnificent purple-gold, deep indigo blue...

Countless indescribably splendid colors poured out crazily between the sky and the sea horizon, staining, and blending.

The sky was burning, the ocean boiling!

The entire view was completely filled with this doomsday-like splendor! 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

On the deck, everyone who came out to feel the breeze and watch the sea, whether they were softly conversing or pondering alone, seemed to have been cast with an Immobilization Spell at this moment.

Gazing straight at the most grandiose and shocking painting between heaven and earth.

Wei Banmeng’s cool eyes reflected the sky full of sunset glow.

Flickering with enchanting brilliance.

In the depths of Fang Qingyu’s eyes, the color of Melted Gold also clearly reflected that Blaze of Heaven, as if lava flowed within.

Beside him.

Jiang Wei’s small body had unknowingly stood at the railing.

The sea breeze moved the bangs on her forehead.

Those clear red eyes were also unblinkingly looking at the burning end of the sea and sky at this moment.

There was still no expression on her little face, but in those eyes that reflected the sky full of red clouds, there seemed to be a trace of extremely subtle, hard-to-capture...

Bewilderment.

...

The next morning.

Fang Qingyu and the four others appeared on time in the super large comprehensive training ground located in the middle of the ship’s hull.

It was still early, but the place was already bustling with people.

The huge space was divided into multiple functional areas.

Power Testing Zone, High-Speed Moving Target Range, Combat Zone, Weapon Training Field, and even a specialized Meditation Chamber.

The alloy floor reflected the bright light from the ceiling.

The air was filled with the smell of sweat and ozone, as well as the low hum of energy collisions and equipment operations.

At this moment, there were already over a hundred people in the training ground.

As Fang Qingyu anticipated, more than ninety percent of them exuded the powerful aura of Tier Two Grandmasters or Divine Chosen that was hard to fully conceal.

The remaining few Tier One people were mostly young individuals with concentrated auras and sharp eyes, clearly here for training with elders or teams.

When Fang Qingyu and the four others walked in, they immediately drew a lot of attention.

The reason was nothing else.

They were too young!

Fang Qingyu, Wei Banmeng, Lu Jiuyuan, Chu Kuanglan, the four of them looked to be only just over twenty, and Jiang Wei was even just a child.

In this training ground dominated by people in their thirties and forties, and not lacking those in their fifties and sixties, they stood out particularly.

"Look, those kids..."

"Tsk, they’re Tier Two at such a young age? Must be the precious darlings of some noble family or major martial arts hall, right?"

"That little girl... also Tier Two? What a joke!"

"Shh... keep it down, that black-haired young man in the lead... I think I’ve seen his picture on an internal report... Captain of the Hidden Dragon Plan’s Special Task Force, Fang Qingyu!"

"Hiss... so it’s him! The one from Black Pine Ridge?!"

"No wonder..."

The whispering voices buzzed like mosquitoes among the crowd, curious, scrutinizing, surprised, and even with a hint of imperceptible wariness, all like searchlights focusing on the five of them.

Fang Qingyu showed no expression, as if he hadn’t heard those discussions.

His gaze swept around, quickly locking onto a relatively open corner of the training field.

"Go over there."

The five of them walked over directly, putting down their equipment bags.

Chu Kuanglan flexed his limbs, looking at the muscular, fierce figures around him, not feeling intimidated at all but rather grinning, with a rising battle spirit in his eyes: "Hey, this place rocks!"

Lu Jiuyuan silently drew his long and narrow Battle Blade.

Starting basic warm-up swings, the blade’s whistle slicing through the air sharply.

Wei Banmeng walked towards a comprehensive physical fitness tester, preparing for a basic body scan first.

Fang Qingyu went straight to a row of specially made super-heavy power testing piles.

These testing piles were entirely dark, forged from multi-layer composite alloy, and their surface was covered with overlapping new and old fist marks, palm imprints, and deep grooves from sword and blade strikes.

Fang Qingyu took a deep breath, lowered his stance, and as his right fist raised, the dark golden Dragon Scale pattern briefly appeared, the Qi and Blood Power roared to life!

Nine Prisons Break Extreme!

Bang——!!!

A thud as dull as to make one’s heart palpitate resounded!

A super-alloy testing pile, half a meter thick, appeared to be struck by an invisible giant hammer, abruptly caving inward to form a terrifying fist imprint several inches deep, its edges charred and twisted!

The violent power was compressed to the extreme within the fist mark, making the testing pile shake violently, emitting a piercing metallic groan, the surface instantly covered with fine, web-like cracks.

This terrifying punch instantly overshadowed most of the noise in the training ground.

Countless gazes, filled with astonishment and disbelief, immediately focused on Fang Qingyu and the lamenting testing pile in front of him.

The might of one punch, terrifying to this extent!

Could this really be the power unleashed by someone just in their early twenties?!