Over the past three months, other than the additional attributes brought about by the improvement of his skills, his basic attributes had also improved after a long period of training.
Therefore, Fang Xingjian's attributes had become:
Name Fang Xingjian Age 16
Occupation Warrior's Squire
Level 9
Strength: 36
Agility 42
Reaction: 23
Endurance: 30
Flexibility: 32
Skills:
Level 20 Single-handed Sword Mastery
Level 20 Cross-slash
Level 30 Grizzly Bear Sword Technique
Level 30 Eagle Sword Technique
Level 30 Tenaure-style Body Strengthening Sword Technique
Level 20 Nine Yang Divine Sword Technique
Level 20 Chaotic Strike
Level 20 Silver Moon Prayer Sword
Level 10 Descent of Holy Light
Level 20 Tresia-Style Foundation Sword Technique
Specialties: Genius Swordsmanship, Survival Instinct, Internal Healing, Internal Training, Sword Specialist
His current strength was more than twice what it had been three months ago, and his speed was so fast that he could leave afterimages within a short distance. Due to the increase in his physical strength due to the development of his internal organs, he could now rest for an hour or two every day and be full of energy.
The integration of his muscles, bones, blood, and internal organs had also greatly increased his flexibility, allowing him to unleash his power perfectly when performing various sword techniques.
As for Fang Xingjian, when he was practicing these sets of internal energy sword techniques, he had gained another three specialties.
Internal Healing: Has a certain level of control over the internal organs, allowing you to use your willpower to stimulate your muscles and bones, stopping and forcing internal injuries to heal temporarily.
Internal Training: Subjective willpower can aid in the digestion of the internal organs, greatly increasing your absorption ability, increasing the effects of your martial arts training and food absorption.
Of the first two specialties, one allowed Fang Xingjian to heal his own internal injuries, while the other increased the effects of his martial arts training on his attributes.
The other specialty, Sword Specialist, was something that Fang Xingjian could not quite understand.
Sword Specialist: Increases the accumulated potential of practicing sword techniques.
This was a specialty he had obtained after reaching the maximum level for his tenth sword technique. However, he could not understand the effects of this specialty, and had given up on it after studying it for a while. He did not know that this was the specialty that Kaunitz had been dreaming of for a long time. He had even come to the Kendo Pavilion to learn basic sword techniques for this specialty.
At the next moment, Fang Xingjian casually slashed out with his sword, and pitch-black sword shadows connected together, exploding out in the air like a clump of black fog. The sword's blade cut through the air, creating buzzing explosive sounds. The air was continuously compressed, forming air shock waves that were pushed forward. These shock waves were like sword Qis, colliding against the ground and walls, creating light popping sounds.
At this moment, if Fang Xingjian were to compare himself to Kaunitz, he discovered that he could completely suppress Kaunitz in terms of Attributes and Sword Technique damage.
This made him even more confident in the upcoming Prefectural Selection.
Taking a step forward, Fang Xingjian was like an arrow that tore through the air. His body emitted a whistling sound as he arrived at the foot of the wall in the blink of an eye. Then, he stomped down with his right foot, causing a muffled sound to ring out. It was as though the entire ground was shaking.
Suddenly, a small crater the size of a foot was formed. Amidst the shattered ground and flying pebbles, Fang Xingjian had already leaped over the wall and was rushing towards the examination venue.
As the date of the Prefectural Selection approached, more and more strangers appeared in Kirst. These were Warriors who had rushed over from the nearby cities, towns, and even villages to participate in the Prefectural Selection.
According to the official statistics, there were more than three thousand people participating in this year's Prefectural Selection in Kirst.
As Fang Xingjian rushed to the examination venue, he saw many strong and powerful Warriors carrying sabers, spears, and staffs. Their faces were filled with solemnity and nervousness, because the upcoming competition could very well decide their lives.
The drill ground of the City Guards Institution was already packed with people. Fang Xingjian queued up at the entrance to verify his name, age, and other information. He then took out a number tag and wore it on his wrist.
Fang Xingjian had been standing casually at the side, but after a while, he saw the eldest disciple of The School of Sword Arts, Ogden, appear before him. Ogden, who had already comprehended the Nine Yang Divine Sword Technique and had successfully reached level 2 in three months, was brimming with confidence. His strength, agility, and reaction attributes had all broken through 20 points. Behind him were a few other juniors who were also participating in the Prefectural Selection.
After seeing Fang Xingjian, he could not help but smile and say, "Isn't this Junior Xingjian? After hiding for so many months, you're finally willing to come out and bask in the sun?
"It's not easy to train alone, right? How is it? Has the Eagle Sword Technique leveled up after such a long time? Do you need me to give you some pointers?
"Right, Young Master Kaunitz is also participating in the Prefectural Selection. Aren't you going to meet him?"
Ogden laughed out loud. In his opinion, the person Fang Xingjian feared the most in The School of Sword Arts was Kaunitz, who had lectured him daily.
Fang Xingjian laughed coldly in his heart. He glanced at Ogden and suddenly placed his hand on Ogden's chest. He then pushed Ogden's chest forcefully, like an adult pushing a child. Ogden's body continued to fly backward, stumbling for over ten meters before finally landing on the ground with a thud.
"You!" Having been pushed down by Fang Xingjian, his face flushed red and he thought to himself, 'What's going on? How can his strength be so much higher than mine?'
Just then, on the stage in front of the drill ground, a red-haired Knight dressed in Knight attire clapped his hands and said slowly, "Since everyone is here, let's prepare to begin."
This Knight had thick and strong limbs and a full beard on his face. His red hair was like flames, fluttering in the wind.
He did not shout loudly, but only opened his mouth softly. The sound waves were transmitted to the entire area as his lungs contracted. Ogden's face was ashen. He glared at Fang Xingjian, but did not do anything else.
However, Fang Xingjian could not be bothered to look at him. He only stared at the red-haired Knight and thought to himself, 'This person's internal organs are probably extremely condensed. His strength is equivalent to the muscles of an ordinary man's arm or thigh.' He had asked around and knew that this Knight was one of the examiners for this Prefectural Selection. He was Kirst's City Guard Leader, level 19 Hogan. For him to be able to reach level 19, it was obvious that he had completed the first transition after becoming a Knight.
This person's abilities were only a step away from the second transition. It was said that he had participated in the Regional Selection before and was just a step away from becoming a Conferred Knight, gaining the right to go through the second transition in the Empire.
As the red-haired Knight spoke, everyone gradually quietened down.
The Knight nodded his head in satisfaction and said, "I'm Hogan, the examiner for the first stage."
The Empire's Prefectural Selection was not a simple examination. It mainly assessed three aspects: physical strength, skills, and comprehension.
Due to the large number of participants in the Prefectural Selection, the examinees were basically all Warriors who had not even gone through the first transition. Therefore, duels were not arranged, as it was easy for casualties to occur.
Thinking about a duel involving thousands of people, the duelists were all elites from various dojos and academies. Once there were casualties, it was very likely that it would cause a huge battle royale. This would also increase the frequency of armed fights, causing the Empire's rule to be unstable.
Moreover, the level of one's battle prowess could not represent one's potential and talent.
Therefore, the Prefectural Selection had long since removed the mode of duels. Instead, it was all sorts of tests and intellectual battles.
Hogan continued, "The main venue for this Prefectural Selection is Kirst City's Royal Academy, which is about twelve kilometers away from here. "You have ten minutes to get there. Those who are late will be disqualified.
"Then, I'll be waiting for you there."
As he spoke, Hogan's body flashed and he had already dashed out of the drill ground. The air whistled and the ground trembled. It was as if a herd of elephants were stampeding together. Every step he took would shatter the ground, creating small pits. The strong reaction force propelled his body, causing him to shoot out like a rocket. He even drew a faint stream of white gas in the air.
'What a fast speed.' Fang Xingjian's eyes narrowed. 'Such explosive power, strength, and speed are all above fifty. No, it might even be above sixty.'
With Hogan's display of power, the many Warriors present also started to move, pushing and shoving each other as they dashed out of the drill ground.
"Everyone, I'll make a move first. The Tresia Clan will be taking the Prefectural Champion title this time around. "
With a soft whistle, a silhouette soared into the sky. Kaunitz stepped on the heads of over ten Warriors, dashing out of the drill ground like a gust of wind.
The City Guards Institute was surrounded by walls that were over five meters tall. If one wanted to leave at the fastest speed, they would have to go through the main gate.
Kaunitz's circulation of force was extremely ingenious, cutting through everyone's bodies and using their bones and muscles as a medium to transmit his force. In an instant, he had dashed to the main gate.
However, just as he was about to reach the main gate, a strong gust of wind whistled and the turbulence in the air blew against his face, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Scram."
Following that, a huge shadow enveloped him.
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