In The School of Sword Arts, most of the students were waiting for the Prefectural Selection's name list to arrive.
Ogden paced back and forth in the courtyard, occasionally looking in the direction of The School of Sword Arts' main entrance.
'I've already learned the Nine Yang Divine Sword Technique, and my three basic sword techniques have also reached level 10. My performance in the Prefectural Selection this time around is still acceptable.
"During the second stage, one of the examiners even smiled at me."
'My results in the second stage should be pretty good. Anyway, other than Kaunitz, no one else did well in the third stage.
'Based on this, I still have a chance of passing the Prefectural Selection.'
If he really did not have any chance of passing the Prefectural Selection, then Ogden would not have been so anxious and would have given up.
However, in the current situation, although he did not have much hope, he was still holding on to a sliver of hope.
'Who knows, I might have passed?'
Seeing that he was pacing back and forth, Kyle could not help but call out, "Alright, stop it. Look at how anxious you are. No matter how anxious you are now, your results won't change. "
"Mmm." Ogden sat down, but his right leg was still trembling. His brows were furrowed, and no one knew what he was thinking about. Kyle smiled silently.
Finally, just as the atmosphere in The School of Sword Arts was getting tenser, the staff from Kirst Royal Knight Academy finally arrived. Seeing the envelope, everyone present stood up agitatedly.
Being stared at by dozens of eyes, the messenger did not panic. He had encountered this kind of situation too many times.
He shouted, "May I know where the headmaster of The School of Sword Arts is?"
"I am." Kyle walked over, cupped his fists at the messenger, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
After receiving the envelope, he slowly opened it under everyone's expectant, curious, and nervous gazes.
Kyle's gaze on the name list was normal at first, but soon after, he was stunned. He looked at the name list from top to bottom, as if he could not believe the contents.
Ogden's heart skipped a beat. Did I hit the jackpot? Did I get it? '
Kyle looked at the messenger and said, "This name list, there's no mistake, right?"
Of course, the messenger had not seen the contents of the name list, but he had answered similar questions countless times every year. He smiled and said, "There's no way there's any mistake."
Kyle blinked, looked at the list in his hand, and suddenly smiled.
Ogden, who was standing at the side, was extremely anxious by this series of actions. When he saw this scene, he could not help but ask, "Teacher Kyle, what's going on?"
"Let me announce the top ten." Kyle shook his head and said, "The tenth place in the Prefectural Selection this time around is Aristocrat Academy's Carter.
The ninth was Jack from the city guard station.
In eighth place was Tresia Knight Academy's Zhou Yong.
Number seven, Anthony.
Number six, Fei Yang Knight Academy, Babla.
Number five, Shadow Moon Academy's Boris.
In fourth place, Aristocrat Academy Ferdinand.
The third was Tresia Knight Academy's Kaunitz.
The second is Robert. "
When the second place was announced, everyone looked at Kyle in disbelief. Ogden's face was ashen, as if he had lost all his strength, but there was still a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"It's impossible for me to be the Prefectural Champion, it's impossible … But who knows? Maybe my performance this time was just right for the examiners, and they gave me first place? "
Grant sighed. He knew that it was impossible for him to get first place and had already turned to leave. He wanted to find a place to have some peace and quiet.
Under Ogden's desperate and hopeful gaze, Kyle smiled and announced the last name.
"First place, The School of Sword Arts, Fang Xingjian."
"What?!" Ogden was the first to shout out, "How is this possible?! I don't believe it, I don't believe it! How can the Prefectural Champion be Fang Xingjian? I've been practicing martial arts since I was eight, day and night. I've been training hard for so many years, and he has only been at The School of Sword Arts for half a year! "
Kyle frowned and said, "Alright, that's the truth. Don't embarrass yourself."
"That's impossible. How can Fang Xingjian surpass Kaunitz? And Robert, he has already transitioned. How can Fang Xingjian be more outstanding than him?" Ogden shouted, "Teacher, show me the name list!"
Kyle's brows twitched, his eyes filled with killing intent. "What did you say?" The other party was obviously suspecting that he had spouted nonsense.
Ogden immediately knew that he had misspoken. He also knew that Kyle would not do something so senseless, but he was so agitated that he could not control his emotions. He only softened his tone and said, "Teacher, let me see what my ranking is."
Kyle let out a cold snort and threw the name list over. Ogden caught it in a flurry and first looked at Fang Xingjian's position in first place. He then looked towards the back and started searching for his own name.
Forty-third place, Lambert from The School of Sword Arts.
Sixty-ninth place, Ogden from The School of Sword Arts.
He took two steps back, feeling as if all the energy in his body was draining away.
Kyle shook his head and asked an apprentice beside him, "Where is Xingjian? Go look for him. The name list is here, why isn't he here yet? "
"Yes … yes."
A few apprentices immediately dashed out, shouting excitedly, "Senior Xingjian, Senior Xingjian, you've become the Prefectural Champion!"
Lambert also turned his head abruptly, mumbling to himself in disbelief, "Fang Xingjian actually got first place?" He had thought that Fang Xingjian might pass the Prefectural Selection, but he had never expected him to become the Prefectural Champion.
In the courtyard, many apprentices were also agitated, and the scene was extremely noisy.
"How on earth did he do it?"
"Wasn't he being beaten up by Kaunitz every day?"
"Could he be related to the examiner? Otherwise, how could he have passed the Prefectural Selection after only half a year in The School of Sword Arts? And he even got first place? "Someone speculated darkly.
Everyone in the courtyard had strange expressions on their faces. Some were surprised, some were confused, and some were doubtful. It was obvious that they could not accept that Fang Xingjian had become the Prefectural Champion.
Kyle shook his head and smiled. He knew that no one would dare to cheat in the Prefectural Selection. Moreover, the examiners' foresight and cultivation were all above his, so it was unlikely for them to have made a mistake.
Just as everyone in the courtyard was immersed in a complicated atmosphere, The School of Sword Arts' main door was pushed open once again. Kaunitz walked in with his longsword in hand. He looked at an apprentice and asked, "Where is Fang Xingjian?"
That apprentice felt uneasy after being stared at by Kaunitz. He said nervously, "Senior … Senior has gone to look for him. But Senior Xingjian has already had his breakfast and will usually only be back at noon."
"This guy … He's not even in the school on the day the name list is distributed?" The anger in Kaunitz's eyes grew even stronger. He found a random seat and sat down, saying calmly, "Then I'll wait for him to come back."
Among the apprentices who saw this scene, many of them had gloating expressions on their faces.
"There's going to be a good show to watch this time. The third place in the Prefectural Selection beating up the first place?"
"Hehehe, although the Prefectural Selection does not focus on battle prowess, but on one's potential, talent, and foundation, for the first place to be beaten up by the third place, that would be too unsightly."
"Kaunitz is really infuriated. It's his fault that his ranking was snatched by Fang Xingjian."
Seeing this scene, Ogden's eyes lit up and he walked towards Kaunitz.
Kyle frowned and asked, "Kaunitz, why are you looking for Xingjian?"
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