"Why?" Dick stood in the Headmaster's office and said anxiously, "Fang Xingjian has no respect for his elders and is arrogant and conceited. He beat up someone in the academy, causing them to be seriously injured. A student like this should be expelled!"
"Sigh, young people are full of vigor and it's not a big deal for them to not be able to hold back." The Headmaster looked at the documents in his hands and said without raising his head, "Ten days of confinement is enough. He has such great talent. Do you really want to expel him? Then are you the Headmaster, or am I the Headmaster? "
Towards the end, the Headmaster's expression was solemn, and his gaze toward Dick was filled with dissatisfaction.
Under the Headmaster's gaze, Dick felt cold sweat breaking out all over his body. He lowered his head and said, "I was too anxious. I'm sorry, Headmaster."
Seeing Dick leave, the Headmaster let out a cold snort and said in dissatisfaction, "Old man, this student of yours is too good at creating trouble. How many years has it been since anyone in the academy dared to be so ruthless?"
"This is considered ruthless?" Huang Lin walked out from the shadows and looked in the direction Dick had retreated, killing intent flashing in his eyes. "If anyone dares to say bad things about my parents, I'll definitely twist his head off and drink it with my wine."
"You!" The Headmaster pointed at Huang Lin and smiled bitterly, shaking his head. "If it wasn't for you, I'd definitely lock him up for three months."
Huang Lin said in disdain, "Talents and geniuses naturally have special privileges. If they were treated equally like ordinary people, then there wouldn't be the Empire we have today, nor would there be academies like ours. There wouldn't be so many Knights, Conferred Knights, and Royal Knights."
…
Hahahaha!
In Kaunitz's villa, he lay on the sofa and laughed out loud. With a slight movement of his fingers, the red wine wrapped in a force field was poured into his mouth.
"Fang Xingjian is such an idiot. I had only wanted to slightly disrupt his rhythm, but I hadn't expected him to be so foolish, to actually make a move directly. "Now that he's been locked up, with this delay, it's even more impossible for him to become a Windstorm Sword Hero."
Barbara crossed her fair and tender legs and looked at Kaunitz and the fine wine wrapped in the force field. Her eyes revealed a look of fear and envy. She smiled tenderly and said, "This kind of commoner's child is simple-minded and has well-developed limbs. He only knows how to cultivate. Aren't you still being played by us? "
Kaunitz sneered and said, "He even said he would teach me a lesson during the duel? Hmph, let's see who's going to teach who a lesson. "
As he spoke, the sounds of explosions rang out incessantly. All the furniture within a ten-meter radius around Kaunitz had been shattered by his force field.
"Men, pack up the things and change them all."
…
In the northern part of the academy, there was a stone building made of blocks of marble. There were no windows on all four sides, and it was dark inside. Only a palm-sized window on the roof shone a small beam of sunlight.
This was one of the confinement rooms of the academy, specifically used to imprison people who had violated the academy's rules.
Unfortunately, Fang Xingjian was the only one living here.
However, although Fang Xingjian was staying here, he continued to cultivate as usual. Huang Lin had even instructed people to send him food and drinks as usual. Other than the fact that there was no one to do the washing and cleaning, the lack of a soft bed, and the tight decorations, there was almost no difference between cultivating here and cultivating outside.
Of course, this was because Huang Lin had taken special care of him.
Moreover, after Fang Xingjian had vented his anger that day, he had found his own way to cultivate the Ice Age Meditation Art. His progress in his cultivation these few days had been very fast, and even his Waves had become much smoother. Even if he did not intentionally circulate them, they were already 70-80% similar to the Waves left behind by the man.
'Very good. There's no one here to disturb me, and there's no external stimulation. I can focus more on my cultivation.
'The confinement will only last for ten days. In these ten days, I'll completely master the mental cultivation method and Waves.'
Fang Xingjian shook his hands lightly, a confident smile flashing across his face. A long stream of air was exhaled from his mouth. He was cultivating his Waves again.
Therefore, in the days that followed in the confinement room, Fang Xingjian temporarily gave up on sword arts cultivation, just like how he did outside. He focused on circulating his Waves and mental cultivation method.
…
The ten days of confinement had come to an end. That morning, an instructor walked towards the direction of the stone room.
Before he even got close, he heard pitter-patter sounds of collisions.
'This is?'
His gaze changed, and he walked up. The collisions sounds became clearer and clearer.
These were the sounds of air currents hitting against the stone walls. And now, these sounds were as regular as the tides of the sea. This meant that the air currents hitting against the walls were as stable as the tides.
'Could it be that he's breathing?
'How is that possible? Even Knights who have gone through the first transition for two to three years do not have such a strong aura when they circulate their Waves. '
The instructor's expression was one of extreme astonishment. The commotion in the stone room was as if a prehistoric dragon was sleeping. He quickly unlocked the chains with the key and pushed open the stone door.
He saw Fang Xingjian with his eyes closed, quietly sitting cross-legged in the middle of the stone room. With each breath he exhaled, an air current would sweep out in all directions with him as the center. It was as if a strong gust of wind had swept across the ground, and finally collided fiercely against the walls.
'This is …!' The instructor stared at this scene with his eyes wide open. The waves of breathing seemed to bring the entire room into a specific rhythm.
The Mistral Windgod's Waves could control air currents by communicating with ether particles.
Just as he was feeling astonished by Fang Xingjian's Waves, the latter had already opened his eyes and stood up slowly.
With this action, the strange phenomenon from earlier also completely disappeared. Hints of cold light flashed in Fang Xingjian's eyes. He twisted his body slightly, and a series of cracking sounds rang out from his bones and joints.
He had not moved for over 24 hours, only focusing on circulating the Mistral Windgod's Waves and the Ice Age Meditation Art at full power.
This also meant that after learning for over ten days, as well as the last ten days in the stone room where he had cultivated for over twenty hours a day, he had finally mastered the Mistral Windgod's Waves and the Ice Age Meditation Art.
Therefore, he now had two more skills in his repertoire.
Mistral Windgod's Waves level 1. As long as he circulated the Waves, all attributes would increase by 1 point.
Ice Age Meditation Art Level 1. When circulating the Ice Age Meditation Art, one's perception, reaction, and judgment will be increased. One's entire person will be infinitely close to being absolutely rational and calm.
As long as the Waves were circulated, they would increase one's attributes. Do not look down on this little bit of attribute. When one's strength was at 10 points, all attributes would increase by 1 point. When one's strength was at 100 points, all attributes would still increase by 1 point. When one exceeded 100 points, the difference between each attribute point would be like the difference between heaven and earth. One would need to expend over 100,000 potential points just to increase one point.
From this, it could be seen how heaven-defying the Waves were. It was because they changed the cultivator's intrinsic qualities, moving in the direction of ether particles. Just like the waves in the water, they had a magnifying effect. The more one's physical strength, the greater the increment. This was why they were able to maintain the same increment in their attributes.
The Ice Age Meditation Art had many benefits in battle. However, because Fang Xingjian's method of practicing this mental cultivation technique was different from that of ordinary people, his temper would appear to be very bad in the eyes of others. He would vent all of his negative emotions, trying his best not to leave any of them in his heart.
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