Leon was a member of Hoppes' sword arts team and could also be considered as Hoppes' disciple.
To be able to have such an identity meant that his sword arts level was already above that of most ordinary students.
However, the reason why he was here was not because Hoppes had come to check it personally. Naturally, it was because Hoppes was very busy.
For a sword arts master like Hoppes, he had to research countless sword arts theories, conduct countless experiments, and read countless documents every day. How could he possibly have the time to check every student's discoveries?
Usually, it would be checked by the students under him, and only those who were especially outstanding would be submitted to him.
In fact, other than the first time they chose to learn the Eight Techniques of the Western Suppression, most people would not even get to see a master like Hoppes even once in a few years.
However, although Leon was also a member of the sword arts team, he was not as busy as Hoppes. He still had the time to pay attention to the outside world and naturally knew that Fang Xingjian was this year's Regional Champion, someone who had comprehended all seven levels of the Pantheon Monument's profoundness.
Therefore, he had patiently taken a look at the sword arts manual written by Fang Xingjian. However, after taking a look, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he came to the same conclusion as Zhou Xingwen.
This was a sword technique that was pieced together and borrowed heavily from others. He made this judgment in his heart.
He put on a straight face and looked at Fang Xingjian, saying, "I've received this new sword technique. In the next week or so, I'll take a good look at it and verify it with the information in the library. If there are no problems, I'll register this sword technique for you. "However, I'm not sure if there will be anyone who will learn or even purchase the new sword technique."
With that, he threw a glance at Fang Xingjian and subconsciously added, "However, young man, it's better to be down-to-earth and cultivate one step at a time. There's not much meaning to things like increasing the number of self-created sword techniques."
With that, he left.
Fang Xingjian was stunned for a moment. However, he was extremely confident in his Rebirth Sword Technique. Even if the examiner did not like it, as long as it was entered into the sword arts database, all the academies and some special influences in the Empire would be notified.
This meant that once a new technique appeared and was entered into the Empire's database, it would first be seen by the headmasters of the various academies, as well as the leaders of some special departments. They would then decide if they wanted to introduce and adopt it.
Fang Xingjian believed that there would definitely be people who knew what it was. However, it was impossible for him to have the time to catch people who did not know what it was and force them to prove how amazing the Rebirth Sword Technique was.
Sword arts were something that was difficult to understand. It was impossible to ask the public to understand a high level sword technique.
Sword techniques were something that was difficult to understand. One could never ask the masses to understand a high level sword technique.
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When the level 30 Luminous Heaven Soaring Slash was activated, it caused a great commotion. Almost all the other cultivators in the Sacred Land were alarmed.
However, how could Fang Xingjian care about all this? It did not take long for him to sink into the deepest state of cultivation, pushing the Luminous Heaven Soaring Slash toward level 40.
The light seemed to be getting increasingly stronger, and one could even see colorful threads rising up in the surroundings of the cultivation room. They were countless ether particles that were taking on a small form under the illumination of the light that kept on changing their frequencies.
On the other side of the valley, a man with silver hair and rosy lips, who looked like a mountain elf, raised his head and looked in the direction where the light pillar had soared into the sky.
He said calmly, "Radiant Light Sword Technique? No, it's also synthesized something else. Refracting and controlling light … Did it synthesize the Supreme Mistwind Sword? There shouldn't be such a person in the Sacred Land. Which Senior Martial Brother has picked up a new sword technique? "
Shaking his head, he did not seem to be bothered by the great commotion. Instead, he turned to look in the direction of the north.
"There's still one more year before the National Selection.
"Northern Ice Region's Rehlings.
"Southern Flame Region's Victor.
"And there's also the one from the Imperial Capital.
"Each of them is an outstanding genius, one in ten thousand. All of them have strong foundations and are people with outstanding luck and talent. It's still going to be very difficult to get first place."
Saying this, a confident smile suddenly appeared on his face. "But I'll still prove to the world that only I, Xiao Tianxia, am the strongest."
With that, an intense and sharp aura kept on extending out from his body. With his body as the center, the floor, walls, tables, and chairs in the surroundings started to crack and shatter.
On the other side, Fang Xingjian was still immersed in his cultivation. He felt that he was getting more and more familiar with the Luminous Heaven Soaring Slash. Streams of light moved as if they were his arms, and he could even control the frequency of the light waves, changing into various colors.
After cultivating like this for two hours, it was finally time to eat.
Withdrawing his sword, the white sword light gradually dissipated. It was as if the sun had sunk into the earth's surface, and the white world returned to normal.
Fang Xingjian walked toward the box of Ice Shuttle Sturgeon Yuzi Sauce. When he opened the box of Yuzi Sauce, a gush of cold air gushed out. Looking at the distinct pieces of Yuzi Sauce, which were emitting a smooth glow, Fang Xingjian suddenly felt that his mood seemed to have improved a little. The fatigue from cultivating his sword arts had also dissipated a little.
Fang Xingjian carefully smeared the Yuzi Sauce onto the white bread. It was because there was too little nutrition, and it would waste his digestive system's energy to digest it.
However, in order to go along with the Yuzi Sauce, he had specially found a piece of bread.
With one bite, a refreshing and fresh taste exploded on Fang Xingjian's taste buds. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he finished the Yuzi Sauce Bread in two to three bites.
He then looked at the other ingredients and took out a big Butter Lobster. He smeared the delicious Yuzi Sauce on it, mixed it with some lemon juice and butter, and skillfully combined the freshness of the Yuzi Sauce with the smoothness of the lobster.
Fang Xingjian was not considered a gourmet. He mixed the Yuzi Sauce and tried out the food one by one.
This time, he ate twice the amount of food he usually ate. Looking at the food reserves in the kitchen, he realized that they were almost finished. He immediately hung up a food replenishment sign outside, and there would naturally be guardian ferocious beasts or staff bringing food over.
The people cultivating in the Sacred Land would naturally not waste their extra time on cooking. Therefore, the food here was prepared daily and then placed in the kitchen.
If there were any requirements for the dishes or portion sizes, they could just leave a message in the cultivation room's kitchen.
For example, Fang Xingjian requested for a meal every two hours, ten dishes, and each dish must have medicinal herbs and ferocious beasts.
It could be said that even without considering the environment with a hundred times the ether particle density, just the food in the center of the Sacred Land was already worth tens of thousands of gold.
After finishing the Yuzi Sauce, Fang Xingjian stirred up his internal organs to digest it. Then he felt a hint of cool air spreading out toward his skin, as if it was slowly strengthening his stratum corneum, increasing its toughness and toughness.
He knew that this should be the effect of the Ice Shuttle Sturgeon Yuzi Sauce. However, his skin was covered by the Heavenly Abyss Annihilation Armor, and it did not seem to matter how tough his skin was.
After digesting the food, Fang Xingjian's expression turned solemn, and he continued his cultivation. In his free time, he would also try to write a book, recording down some of his sword arts experiences, as well as the areas that he needed to pay attention to in basic sword techniques, in preparation to sell his books.
Time passed by, and two days later, his Luminous Heaven Soaring Slash finally reached level 40, gaining the special effect of controlling the frequency of light.
Just as he was continuing his cultivation, in Hoppes' sword arts laboratory in the southeast corner of the Regional Academy, a small matter was gradually brewing.
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