Seeing how Fang Xingjian was behaving, Huang Lin shook his head. "Xingjian, aren't you being too anxious? Your current achievements are already something that many people will never be able to achieve in their entire lives. "You're still young, so there's no need to be so anxious. Many a time, being too anxious will lead to failure. "Be more steady, take it slow, and build a solid foundation. Only then will you be able to achieve greater things in the future."
Hearing his words, how could Fang Xingjian not know that this was the correct answer? However, he really did not have much time left. He opened his mouth, but still did not say anything.
Huang Lin threw him a strange look and said, "Xingjian … Is there something on your mind?"
At this moment, Fang Xingjian suddenly had a desire. He wanted to use the remaining five years of his life. Within these five years, he wanted to become strong enough to go back and seek revenge on Caroline. He wanted to return to Demonic City's Fang Clan and question Li Shuanghua about how his mother had died.
However, at the next moment, the Ice Age Meditation Art was activated, and rationality and calmness once again took over a large part of his consciousness. He slowly let out a breath, shook his head and said, "It's nothing. Teacher, I'd like to rest alone."
Huang Lin nodded. "You can rest. This morning's training has ended. After lunch, make some preparations. In the afternoon, you'll have to soak in the secret medicine. These are all good things that the Headmaster has personally prepared for you. With the academy's financial resources, it can only last for a month."
With that, he headed for the door, saying, "Xingjian, I'm your Teacher. If you have any worries or troubles, you can look for me anytime."
It was a pity that Fang Xingjian's mind was now completely occupied by rationality and calmness. There was no way he would take the risk of revealing his secret. He only nodded and said, "Don't worry, Teacher. I'm fine."
After Huang Lin left, Fang Xingjian rested for a while and then looked at his Techniques Column.
'Supreme Mistwind Sword. The faster the speed, the stronger the sword Qis. The stronger the sword Qis, the faster the speed.
'The Windshadow Sword Divinity has already given me extreme speed, but there's also Boundaries Negation. As long as I perform this skill, my speed can be further increased.
'Then …'
As he spoke, he walked towards the weapon rack at the side and changed to a brand new longsword.
Ever since he had found out about Boundaries Negation, Fang Xingjian had accumulated 30000 potential points in his body. This allowed him to perform Boundaries Negation for a total of over 30 seconds.
In the next moment, Fang Xingjian had already activated Boundaries Negation. In the blink of an eye, he sensed an omnipresent restless energy in the air. It was the power of ether particles. They gushed into his body like seething currents, and at the same time, the vital energy and blood in his body also erupted crazily.
Every one of his muscles and tendons swelled as if they were inflated. Then, they erupted with an astonishing ability to contract, causing his speed to increase rapidly.
Fang Xingjian took a light step forward. In that instant, he felt as if the air around him had become as viscous as water. With this step, he seemed to need to use ten times more strength than what he had used previously.
He knew that this was an illusion, but he did not persist in this illusion. Therefore, he moved, executing the Supreme Mistwind Sword. However, it was different from before. This time around, with the Supreme Mistwind Sword being executed, the speed had reached an unimaginable level.
The air had turned into a viscous liquid, and with each step he took, he felt as if the entire world was pressing down on every inch of his skin. The sword in his hand shone brightly, and the shadow of the sword could not be seen at all. With a slash, violent sword Qis charged out like an atmospheric dragon, creating a long trench in the ground.
However, before the sword Qis hit the wall, Fang Xingjian had already caught up with them with a single step, and with a bang, he scattered them.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh. With a light wave, over a hundred streams of sword Qis shot out, each of them as if they were slashes at full power.
Fang Xingjian's silhouette flashed continuously, scattering the streams of sword Qis one after another.
This had already surpassed Fang Xingjian's speed by two times, and surpassed the limits of the Supreme Mistwind Sword which he had performed previously.
The air currents in the training room seethed, and the entire room seemed to be swaying. Streams of atmospheric dragons were like tamed dogs, prostrating around Fang Xingjian, continuously increasing his speed.
He only felt as if the surrounding light and shadows were in a mess, flashing about. His speed continued to increase, and the pressure on the longsword in his hand also increased. He continued to slash through the air, bringing the Supreme Mistwind Sword to surround the sword, increasing its speed. Streams of whirlwinds circled around it, as if it was the Sword of the King of Wind that ruled over all the atmospheric flows.
In the next instant, Fang Xingjian felt as if there was a boom ringing out all over his body, and clouds of white air currents encompassed the sword from top to bottom.
That was a sonic boom cloud. Fang Xingjian had once seen it on a supersonic plane. Although the white clouds on the sword were very faint, it still showed how terrifying the longsword's speed was.
Strong shock waves surrounded the longsword, sending out wave after wave. They carried with them an extremely strong kinetic energy, enough to produce a terrifying destructive prowess.
At this moment, Fang Xingjian's existence could no longer be seen with the naked eye, and his hearing and touch were no longer able to sense his movements.
Fang Xingjian's silhouette seemed to have completely disappeared amidst the raging winds. Only his steel longsword remained, turning into a black line as he performed the Supreme Mistwind Sword, dancing about amidst the raging winds.
His body seemed to be able to freely appear at any place at an extreme speed. It was as if he had turned into the wind, performing the longsword in his hand. He only needed to consider the flow of the sword, allowing the prowess of the Supreme Mistwind Sword to reach an unbelievable level.
With a bang, the longsword exploded, and the raging winds ceased. Fang Xingjian's silhouette gradually appeared. The sonic boom cloud only lasted for a short ten seconds or so before it completely disappeared.
Hundreds and thousands of sword Qis and shock waves accompanied the explosion of the longsword, slashing out in all directions. The ground of the training ground was slashed open with countless cracks.
'Under the condition of using Boundaries Negation, my speed has increased by more than two times, reaching the limits of the Supreme Mistwind Sword …
'And then I only need about ten seconds or so. With the help of the Supreme Mistwind Sword's sword Qis, I'll be able to increase my speed by another two times, breaking through the speed of sound.
'If my physical strength is stronger and I have enough potential, allowing me to continue increasing my speed …'
Thinking of the prowess that could be produced, Fang Xingjian felt a surge of longing. It was a pity that there were still too many practical factors limiting the prowess of the Supreme Mistwind Sword.
However, as long as he had a sufficiently sturdy weapon to withstand the force and wind pressure, sufficient physical strength to move at high speed, and sufficient potential to perform Boundaries Negation, Fang Xingjian himself had no idea how fast he could accelerate himself with the Supreme Mistwind Sword.
Supersonic speed? Supersonic speed? Two times the speed of sound? Three times the speed of sound?
Fang Xingjian did not know, but he knew that as long as he was given enough potential, he would have no fear even if he were to fight against Rebecca, that old hag whose strength, agility, and reflexes were all over 100 points.
If he could continue to increase the speed of the Supreme Mistwind Sword to three times the speed of sound, then it would only be a matter of killing Rebecca with a single slash.
"Potential, I need to accumulate more potential."
'And the longsword. I don't know when the Empire's Divine Weapon will be ready. Ordinary steel longswords will not be able to withstand my strength and wind pressure.
'But after performing Boundaries Negation, my abilities will increase exponentially. This is a skill that the Windstorm Sword Hero doesn't have. Unless I have no other choice, I'd better not perform it. 'And every time I perform it, I'll deplete my potential. This skill cannot be leveled up either, so it's better not to perform it.
'And there's also the Supreme Mistwind Sword. If I can raise this sword technique to the maximum level within one or two months, I wonder what kind of surprise it will bring me.'
Just as Fang Xingjian was deep in thought, there was a knock on the door.
"Lord Xingjian, Teacher Kyle from The School of Sword Arts requests an audience. Do you have time? "
"Kyle?" Fang Xingjian tilted his head, took a towel from the side and wiped the perspiration off his forehead, saying, "I'm going to have lunch now. Get him to wait for me in the dining hall."
In the personal dining hall that the Headmaster had specially set up for Fang Xingjian, a large table of dishes had already been prepared.
The main dish was a fish soup made from a huge carnivorous ferocious sea fish. Fang Xingjian took a small bite and his brows twitched slightly. With a single bite, he felt a strong fragrance explode in his mouth. The taste was strong but not greasy, and there was a faint fragrance hidden within.
That fine texture and fresh taste made him feel as if there was a fish jumping around in his mouth.
"This fish soup … is very delicious," Fang Xingjian said.
The attendant at the side introduced, "This was specially prepared by the Headmaster from the Aristocrat Academy's head chef. Using a special method, it was mixed with spring onions, egg yolk and pickled cabbage. It was specially prepared for you, Lord. "
After finishing the fish soup in big mouthfuls, Fang Xingjian felt a surge of vital energy and blood running amok in his body. Looking at the potential points on his Stats Window increasing bit by bit, Fang Xingjian suddenly felt a sense of joy.
Just then, a servant brought Kyle over.
As Fang Xingjian ate the fish soup in big mouthfuls, he said, "Teacher Kyle, I'm a little pressed for time. If you don't mind, I'll talk to you while I eat."
"It's fine, it's fine." Kyle smiled, not minding it. His gaze swept across the dishes on the table, and he could not help but swallow his saliva.
"All of them are ferocious beasts and precious medicinal herbs. Just this meal alone would make me go bankrupt. The academy is really willing to put in a lot of effort. "
"So, Teacher, what's the matter?" Fang Xingjian picked up a big mouthful of medicinal herbs and ate them. With that one mouthful, he felt a cooling sensation spreading from his mouth to his stomach. His entire body felt cool, and his potential points increased by 10 points in an instant.
Kyle gave it some thought and said, "Xingjian, what do you think of the relationship between the Empire and the factions?"
Fang Xingjian said without hesitation, "The Empire is the biggest and strongest faction. Just like this table of dishes, even if an ordinary faction were to treat a second transition expert, they might not be able to provide this every day, right? "And now, I can eat six meals a day like this."
Kyle smiled bitterly. He knew that Fang Xingjian had already understood the reason for his visit, so he decided not to be secretive and said straightforwardly, "Xingjian, you're an apprentice of The School of Sword Arts to begin with. It's just that in the past, I wasn't able to tell that your talent had reached such a level, to the point where you've even transitioned into a Windstorm Sword Hero. "But during this period of time, you've more or less understood. Although the Empire is strong and prosperous, no matter how talented the commoners are, they can only become the subordinates of the royal family and aristocrats, listening to their orders. You no longer have freedom. "But if you were to join The School of Sword Arts, with your talent as a Windstorm Sword Hero, I can recommend you to be a candidate for the Headmaster position."
With that, he took out a stack of books and said, "This is The School of Sword Arts' treasured manual, the cultivation method for the first level of the Galaxy Creation Sword Technique. It's the number one Killing technique in The School of Sword Arts, and definitely surpasses all the Killing techniques you're currently cultivating. "As long as you're willing to join The School of Sword Arts, he's yours now."
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