Faced with Kyle's words, Fang Xingjian did not reply immediately. Instead, he took three big mouthfuls of the fragrant and delicious fish soup in the pot, finishing it in one go. Seeing that his potential points had increased by over fifty points, he wiped his mouth and said.
He took a look at the manual on the table. He knew that he might be able to pick up the first level of this Killing technique by just skimming through it. However, he did not pick it up in the end. It was because the current him no longer needed the first level of a Killing technique.
If he still had a few decades of lifespan left, it would be a good idea for him to be Encyclopedic Knowledge and integrate the sword techniques of various factions. However, to Fang Xingjian, who only had four years and three months left, the fastest way was to specialize in one type of sword technique and walk all the way to the pinnacle.
Therefore, he paused for a moment before saying, "Teacher Kyle, the Empire is the strongest faction, but the factions are also the weakest Empire. You said that I don't have freedom in the Empire, but if I were to join The School of Sword Arts, would everything be good? "
"I can guarantee that …" Kyle wanted to say more, but was stopped by Fang Xingjian with a wave of his hand.
"Teacher Kyle, the price of freedom is to be in dire straits like you are now, right?" Fang Xingjian saw the change in Kyle's expression, but he did not stop. As he swept away the delicacies on the table, he said quickly, "If I want to obtain something, I naturally have to pay a price.
"If I want to obtain other people's resources and support, it's normal for me to pay a little bit of freedom.
"It's the same for the Empire, and it's the same for The School of Sword Arts. "I don't believe that The School of Sword Arts will invest their resources on me without asking for anything in return. Even if some people won't, with so many members of The School of Sword Arts' upper echelon, their families, relatives, and disciples, would they agree to it?
"Talent cannot obtain true freedom no matter where they go, and it's even more so for geniuses. "Even if I become The School of Sword Arts' head, is there nothing that can restrict me?
"Therefore, a bargaining chip like freedom is not attractive to me. "And in terms of resources, The School of Sword Arts will never be able to match up to the Empire."
Kyle frowned and said, "What you say might make sense, but you've never seen how dark the fights between the Empire's upper echelons are. Without any background, if you were to go there recklessly …"
"Mr. Kyle." Fang Xingjian stopped eating. He looked up at Kyle and said, "Believe me, I've seen too much darkness and despair. But now, I'm confident that with my own sword, I'll be able to slash through them all."
Kyle stared at him. The two of them stared at each other for a while before Kyle sighed. "Your heart is firmer than mine. You're more suited for swordsmanship than I am. "
Fang Xingjian lowered his head and continued to eat. His mind was cold, but his words were flawless. He tried to imitate the tone of an ordinary person and said, "I thank you for enlightening me. So, if there's anything you need my help with, as long as it's within my power, I will do it."
Kyle sighed. "I'm going to participate in the Sword Hero Battle next month. Whether I succeed or fail, I won't be coming back."
Fang Xingjian nodded and then heard Kyle continue, "What I'm most worried about are those disciples in the Dojo. I've temporarily handed over all the matters to Lambert. If he's in trouble, I'll still need you to help me take care of him."
Fang Xingjian said calmly, "Don't worry, I'll do it."
"Thank you."
Kyle left. There seemed to be a hint of understanding in his eyes, but there also seemed to be an even deeper sense of desolation.
Fang Xingjian did not know if he would be able to pass the Sword Hero Battle. The only thing he could do was to take good care of himself and make himself stronger.
After dinner, he was brought to a bedroom by the servants. Before he entered the room, he could smell a strange fragrance from afar. Fang Xingjian took in a deep breath and felt a refreshing feeling that he had never felt before wash over his entire body. Even his mind seemed to have cleared up a little.
Opening the door, the strange fragrance became even more intense. It assaulted him, as if it had invaded every single cell in Fang Xingjian's body. It made him feel as if all the fatigue in his body had been swept away.
The Headmaster and Huang Lin had been standing inside for a long time. They looked at the water bucket that was as tall as a person and the pitch-black medicinal water that was continuously being heated up.
The Headmaster said, "Take off your clothes and go in."
Fang Xingjian did not hesitate and took off his clothes, walking into the water bucket.
"Circulate your Waves and mental cultivation method. Don't stop. Absorb the medicinal effects to your heart's content," Huang Lin said.
Fang Xingjian had been circulating his Waves for twenty-four hours to begin with. Now, there was no problem at all. Every muscle and bone in his body started to move at an extremely fast speed. However, his state of mind was still clear, maintaining his calmness and rationality.
With the circulation of the Waves, he felt as if the medicinal water in the surroundings was boiling. Streams of aura that were like flames were crazily drilling into his body, as if they wanted to incessantly burn his organs, his blood vessels, and his nerves.
"Bear with it!" The Headmaster said, "This is a medicinal herb ground using the Loulan Beast as the main ingredient. The Loulan Beast is born with the ability to communicate with ether particles. Every drop of blood and every piece of flesh in its body is tainted with a large amount of ether particles' energy. "Right now, we're combining various medicinal herbs to allow you to absorb the essence of the Loulan Beast and modify your body, allowing you to have the recovery ability, endurance, and body's toughness of ferocious beasts."
As he looked at the pained expression on Fang Xingjian's face and the streams of black aura dissipating from the surface of his body, a hint of heartache flashed on his face. "Even with the academy's financial resources, we can only sustain such treatment for a month. During this month, you'll have to soak in this medicinal water every day. If you're lucky, not only will it increase your endurance attribute, it'll also allow you to obtain the specialty 'Berserkness'. "Do your best to absorb it. Don't waste a single bit."
Fang Xingjian nodded. His breathing and blood continued to circulate according to the Sonido Sword Zephyr Waves. He could sense an increasingly strong scorching aura penetrating into his body, as if it was going to melt all of his flesh and blood into nothingness.
The Headmaster looked at Fang Xingjian. While his heart ached for the medicinal water, his eyes shone brightly.
"Good, good, good. I've put in so much effort to reduce the academy's expenses for the next three years, all for the sake of Fang Xingjian to be able to produce results.
"As long as he can become the champion in the Regional Selection, or even become a Divine level expert in the future, all of this will be worth it."
Regional Champion, National Champion, and a Divine level expert from Kirst Royal Academy. Just the thought of it made the Headmaster extremely excited.
"Eat, eat as much as you can. Even if I have to pile up, I'll pile you up until you become the Regional Champion!"
Just like that, Fang Xingjian cultivated his sword arts, Waves, Killing techniques, and consumed all sorts of medicinal food and ferocious beast essence every day. With an unprecedented attitude, the Headmaster invested a large amount of resources in him.
Huang Lin sparred with Fang Xingjian every day, continuously sharing his comprehensions in sword arts and various experiences in executing them to Fang Xingjian.
Regardless of whether it was his attributes, specialties, or techniques, Fang Xingjian continued to grow at an unprecedented speed, becoming stronger and stronger.
Of course, throughout this process, Huang Lin and the Headmaster protected Fang Xingjian closely, not allowing him to be disturbed in the slightest. They also prevented him from having the chance to kill any monsters, preventing him from leveling up prematurely and wasting his potential by gaining job progression.
…
One month later, just as Fang Xingjian was improving by leaps and bounds every day and night.
On a hill on the Empire's West coast, a long-haired man dressed in Knight attire was looking at a small town thousands of meters away.
Suddenly, he turned his head, looked at the adjutant beside him and said, "What did you say? Windstorm Sword Hero? "
"That's right." An adjutant who was also dressed in Knight attire said, "According to reliable information, Fang Xingjian has successfully transitioned into a Windstorm Sword Hero."
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