"Xingjian, you're here again?"
"Mmm."
"How's the progress of the analysis? Have you figured out the origins of those Ancient Era's words? "
"Mmm, almost there."
"I heard that Sword Saint Sasa has already analyzed the first 200 words. Xingjian, you'll have to work hard as well."
"Mmm."
Seeing Fang Xingjian leave with an indifferent expression, the student who had asked the question let out a cold snort and thought to himself, 'He's just putting on an act.'
Fang Xingjian continued to head toward the room where the dragon's scale was. Along the way, there were many people who greeted him and asked him about the progress of his analysis of the Ancient Era's relics. He answered them casually.
Leon walked over and could not help but glare at the students who walked past him. He patted Fang Xingjian's shoulder and said, "Don't take it to heart. A 17-year-old genius, a 17-year-old Conferred Knight … These people are very jealous and are waiting to see you make a fool of yourself."
"It's fine."
Leon continued, "Right now, Sasa has basically confirmed that the words on the relic do not belong to any of the known languages. He has invited a language expert to analyze the words together with him. It's said that this is a type of hieroglyphic writing. Their progress is very fast."
"Is that so?" Fang Xingjian said.
Leon said, "Aren't you nervous? The other party is a famous sword expert in the southeast, an expert with the title of Sword Saint. "
"That Eastern Sand Region's Sword Saint is really cheap."
Leon smiled bitterly and said, "You're really ambitious."
As the two of them spoke, they arrived at the room where they had visited the dragon's scale. They saw that Sasa and a few other elderly men were flipping through the materials and debating the meaning of each word while surrounded by over ten people.
"They should be talking about sword intent here."
"They're talking about the sword intent inside?"
"But is that really possible? A sword intent that has existed for 2,000 years? "
"Even if it's still here, there's nothing left, right?"
While the few of them were debating, Fang Xingjian squeezed through the crowd and walked up to the dragon's scale. "Time's up. I'll be in charge for the rest of the day."
Sasa threw an impatient glance at Fang Xingjian. However, they had already copied down all the words on the dragon's scale. Even if they were not in front of the dragon's scale, it would not affect them from analyzing the meaning.
"Alright, let's go."
Sasa left with the experts. Some of the onlookers also left, but some stayed behind to see how Fang Xingjian would analyze it.
However, Fang Xingjian said, "Everyone, have you seen enough? I don't wish to disturb you today, so please leave. "Only then did the group of people leave helplessly, leaving Fang Xingjian alone to continue analyzing the Waves.
As his consciousness got closer and closer to the source of the ripples on the dragon scale, he could feel an extremely sharp and incisive aura stirring, as if it had just woken up from a deep slumber of thousands of years.
He could feel that as the words continued to analyze the ripples on the dragon scale, he was getting closer and closer to the sword intent stored within. In a few more days, he would be able to truly come into contact with this sword intent.
…
In another office, the head of the sword arts team and the owner of the Sword Tower, Hoppes, was looking through the experimental reports during this period of time. He ascertained that there were no problems with the general direction of all the projects and also ascertained the direction for the next few months.
Next to him, Leon drank his coffee and said, "Teacher, between Fang Xingjian and Sasa, who do you think will win?"
"The two of them … What do you guys think?" Hoppes started to test his students without even lifting his head.
A silver-haired young man who looked to be in his twenties said sourly, "Fang Xingjian's talent isn't bad, but when it comes to analyzing ancient relics, it's not talent but experience. Sasa has already started to analyze the words, while Fang Xingjian … He hasn't even flipped through the materials yet. I think he'll definitely lose."
Leon smiled, "Hehe, Junior Martial Brother, you're jealous."
"What's there to be jealous about? I'm just speaking the truth. Leon, do you think that he'll be able to win against Sasa?"
Leon shook his head and said, "To win against Sasa … it's too difficult. Teacher, what do you think? "
Hoppes said calmly, "Under normal circumstances, no matter what he does, it's unlikely that Fang Xingjian will be able to win against Sasa. "But the problem is, do you guys think that Fang Xingjian is an idiot?"
"Of course not," Leon said. "If a person who can solve the sword techniques in the Killing Techniques Palace within a day is an idiot, then wouldn't all of us be pigs?"
"Then since Fang Xingjian isn't an idiot and he's the one who fought for this fight, he naturally has his own confidence. Therefore, I can't tell who will win."
His junior frowned and said, "Could it be that Fang Xingjian is too arrogant?"
Hoppes said calmly, "Never think of others as too stupid. This is especially so in battle. Never place your hopes of winning on other people's mistakes."
…
Another day passed, and Sasa let out a big yawn. Although most Conferred Knights no longer needed to sleep, he still felt a little tired after continuously depleting a large amount of his brain power to parse words like he had been doing for the past few days.
After all, parsing words was akin to making guesses, arranging all sorts of possibilities, and then continuing to eliminate the possibility of mistakes.
It was also thanks to the fact that Sasa was no longer like a human. His powerful level 29 abilities allowed his brain to be like a supercomputer, allowing him to store countless pieces of information in his brain and then continue to compare and guess the possibilities.
Thinking of how tired he had been for the past few days, Sasa suddenly smiled in self-mockery. He felt that he had been too careful. His opponent was just a young man who had just transitioned a month ago. Was there a need for him to work so hard?
'But this is good as well. I'll have to suppress these geniuses. Otherwise, they'll really think that their talent is unrivalled and they'll look down on their seniors.'
Thinking of the progress of the parsing over the past few days and how smooth everything had been, Sasa felt as if he was sitting on the Moon Fishing Platform.
As he walked toward the room where the dragon's scale was, there were many people who greeted Sasa.
"Lord Sword Saint, you're here again?"
"Good morning, Lord Sword Saint."
Sasa smiled and greeted everyone along the way. His smile was like a spring breeze, closing the distance between him and the others in an instant, giving off an amiable and approachable feeling.
This was also the image that Sasa had always maintained. He had an elegant demeanor and was like a spring breeze, just like a scholar who had read a lot of books. He gave off the feeling that he was very cultured.
However, when he got close to the dragon's scale's room, he suddenly frowned.
An assistant walked up to him and greeted him, "Come on, Lord Sasa. How's the research going?"
However, Sasa turned his head abruptly, and his gaze was extremely sharp. That assistant could not help but take a few steps back, feeling as if his body had been pierced through, and his entire body trembled.
However, Sasa did not have the time to pay attention to this. He stared at the dragon's scale and Fang Xingjian in the room. He could sense a sword intent, or rather, an information flow, coming out bit by bit from the dragon's scale. It was currently exchanging information with Fang Xingjian.
'How is this possible?
'This kid … has already reached this level?'
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