The next morning, Fang Xingjian, who was sitting cross-legged in the training room, opened his eyes. The longsword in his hand had already turned into dust, dissipating into the air. His Effulgence Weapon had yet to take form. Therefore, although he had learned it and reached the first level, he was unable to increase his proficiency no matter how much he cultivated.
Only after the Effulgence Weapon had taken form would it continue to increase its proficiency and level up.
Fang Xingjian could only grind it bit by bit, hoping that he would be able to form his Effulgence Weapon one day.
'Seems like I'll have to try to start with materials and see if I can use the method recorded in the Ether Divine Art to smelt materials into my body to form my High Frequency Effulgence Weapon.'
Fang Xingjian now understood the path he should take to become stronger. Cultivating Waves, Effulgence Weapon, and tempering his attributes … All of these could only be slowly grinded over a long period of time.
However, his mental cultivation method, sword arts, and sword intents could all be improved.
Just as he had decided yesterday, Fang Xingjian woke up early in the morning and ate his breakfast. Then he put on his blue and white Knight attire, wearing the small sword pendant exclusive to Knights, and headed in the direction of Huang Lin's office.
However, on the way there, he saw servants rushing about everywhere in the academy. There were even many soldiers that he had never seen before, and they had set up quite a few checkpoints.
It was as if they had gone from peace to war overnight.
However, to Fang Xingjian, these soldiers were of no use. They were not even official Knights and were only there to guard the grounds and protect the ordinary people.
In fact, the Empire's army had always been dominated by Knights. An official Knight had the ability to attack an ordinary army of 1,000 people, and ten Knights would be able to take down a city defended by ordinary people.
If there were a hundred Knights, then no matter how many ordinary soldiers there were, they would not be able to win.
Therefore, the Empire's main forces had always consisted of three to five people, over ten people, or at most a hundred Knights.
It could be said that all the wars in the world were battles involving over ten people, or at most a few hundred Knights.
There were only a few wars in history that involved tens of thousands of Knights, and all of them were world-shaking.
And once Divine level experts took action, a few Divine level experts would be able to decide the outcome of a battle.
Therefore, the war in Miracle World was a history of battles between experts. The guards formed by ordinary people were merely used to guard the territory and suppress the ordinary citizens.
No one would be stupid enough to use tens of thousands of troops to block the blades of the knights.
The true deciding factor was the outcome of the duel between the knights.
Therefore, not only were ordinary soldiers poorly equipped, their martial arts skills were average, and most of them did not even have any experience in external combat. Most of their tasks were to chase wild beasts and hunt ferocious beasts.
This was because there was no need for them to do anything in the war. Even if they did, they would only be lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of the knights. Or they could ambush the enemy's non-knight army, but even if they won, it would not affect the duel between knights.
The outcome of the war had almost nothing to do with them. It was no wonder that the upper echelons of the Empire never valued the construction of the grass-roots army.
As Fang Xingjian walked along, he suddenly saw a familiar-looking Knight and grabbed him. That Knight was also an official student of the academy, and at first, he was quite displeased at being grabbed so casually. However, when he turned his head and saw that it was Fang Xingjian, a smile appeared on his face.
"Xingjian, it's you."
Fang Xingjian nodded and asked, "Why has the academy suddenly become so heavily guarded? Has something happened? "
"Oh, you still don't know? That's right. You've been focusing on your cultivation and haven't received the news. " At this point, that person revealed a furious expression, "It's all because of those Black Devils. It's that bunch of people on the small island in the Western Sea. I don't know what's going on with those guys from the Western Garrison, but to think that they let those Black Devils break through the defensive line. I heard that they've already charged into Kirst."
It turned out that in the past, there was a huge island about a thousand kilometers away from the Empire's western coastline. There were many black-skinned humans living on the island. These people claimed to be the descendants of the Sun God, and they had established a country called Garcia.
Garcia had been plundering the Western Sea for many years, and in the past ten years or so, they had become even more arrogant. A few years ago, they had even started to plunder the Empire's coastal areas. Wherever they passed by, they would kill and burn, leaving no one alive.
Although the Empire was powerful, it was impossible for them to allow the Knights to be stationed separately along the long coastline.
Therefore, in the past two years, they had started to use the strategy of fortifying their defenses and clearing out the wilderness, evacuating many villages near the coastline. The Knights from the Western Garrison would then concentrate their attacks and wipe out the enemy's main forces.
It was said that a few months ago, the Western Garrison had wiped out one of Garcia's main forces. This time around, Garcia's army had gathered, with over three hundred Warriors at the level of Knights, and they had attacked the Western Garrison. This time around, the Western Garrison had been caught off guard, and their defensive line had been broken through by many small squads of the enemy.
With so many experts who had grasped extraordinary powers charging over, ordinary villages and towns could not withstand them at all. Within a short period of time, countless citizens of the Empire had died under the blades of the foreign races.
That Knight continued, "I heard that there have been people who have seen Black Devils outside Kirst City. Now, there are people saying that the Western Garrison has sent a letter requesting for the academy to send reinforcements. I'm afraid that we'll have to temporarily join the Western Garrison in this battle drill to fight against those Black Devils."
Saying this, hints of killing intent appeared on that person's face. "Hmph, that's for the best. I can't wait any longer. These Black Devils are just a tiny country, and yet they're causing trouble at the Empire's borders, killing our citizens …"
Fang Xingjian did not continue listening, because he knew that he did not have much time left.
'Has the war started?' Fang Xingjian knew that with his current abilities, he would not have many opponents at the level of Knights. Probably only those core disciples from the great aristocrats and factions would be a match for him.
But what kind of place was the battlefield? With several hundred Knights fighting it out, there would definitely be enemies at the level of a Conferred Knight. He urgently needed to increase his abilities.
This was especially so after his Ice Age Meditation Art had consecutively challenged so many Prefectural Champions and threatened Charlie, it had improved even further. His sword intent was just a little bit away from leveling up.
'I must achieve a breakthrough before the battle starts.'
Fang Xingjian knew that as long as he maintained an unrestrained attitude towards his Ice Age Meditation Art, he would be able to cultivate it faster and faster. This was especially so when he was able to not lower his head and maintain his original state of mind each time he encountered pressure, threats, or difficulties. Each time he maintained his original state of mind, it would mean that he had broken through a bottleneck, allowing his mental cultivation technique to improve further.
Cultivating the Ice Age Meditation Art, Fang Xingjian could not tolerate any injustice in his heart.
Therefore, he planned to enter Kirst to plunder sword techniques. If he wanted them, he would take them. He would follow his original state of mind without any inhibitions and would not play around in circles. Moreover, he did not have the time to play around. After another ten days or so, a year would have passed. There were only four more years until Fang Xingjian's lifespan came to an end.
Of course, there had to be a limit. Otherwise, it would not be following his original state of mind and clearing away all injustice. Instead, it would be foolishness and rashness. The balance between these two points was another crucial point in the cultivation of his mental cultivation technique.
This way, he could strengthen his mental cultivation technique and collect sword techniques at the same time. Only then would Fang Xingjian have hope of achieving a breakthrough within a short period of time.
Just as Fang Xingjian was thinking about this, he once again stepped into Huang Lin's office. He saw a few Knights exuding a strong aura and with bloodstains on their Knight attire leaving Huang Lin's office.
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