A few days later, it was the first day of the inter-class competition.
Fang Xingjian came to a halt in the training room. Looking at the level 20 Supreme Mistwind Sword on his Stats Window, he let out a breath.
"It's finally done."
What made Fang Xingjian satisfied was that level 20 Supreme Mistwind Sword was still not at the maximum level. Other than the three-foot sword light, it also had an additional level 20 special ability.
Level 20 Supreme Mistwind Sword allowed the user's understanding of sword arts and air currents to reach the pinnacle. Not only could they create all sorts of sword Qis out of thin air, they could also control Qis with swords, and swords with Qis.
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The academy's inter-class competition was held in a canyon over ten kilometers to the east. The entire canyon ran from north to south and was about two kilometers long and one kilometer wide. The cliffs were about a hundred meters tall, and the canyon was overgrown with plants and countless small ferocious beasts.
And now, countless people had already chosen the best spots on the cliffs, looking at the battlefield in the canyon.
The inter-class competition lasted for four days. The first two days were the group stage, with each class having one match each day.
The third and fourth days were the elimination rounds. The top two teams in each class would enter the semi-finals, while the third, fourth, fifth and sixth teams would go through two matches. The top two teams with the highest scores in the group stage would enter the semi-finals.
The fifth day was the finals.
The way each match was conducted was that the two teams would enter the arena at the southernmost and northernmost ends of the canyon respectively. At the place where they entered, there would be a small-scale fortress. As long as the team managed to take over the opponent's small-scale fortress, it would be considered as the winner.
And if both teams were unable to take over the opponent's fortress after two hours, it would be considered a draw.
The only condition for taking over the fortress was that there was no resistance from the opponent in the entire fortress.
Such a competition was obviously very confrontational. However, as they were Knights conferred by the country, the use of lethal attacks was prohibited throughout the entire competition. The main focus was on sparring.
Even so, there would still be Knights who would be severely injured in the competition every year, and there would even be Knights who would die in it every few years. After all, swords had no eyes. Moreover, if one wanted to have a practical effect, they would have to take on a certain amount of risk. If Knights who cultivated Killing techniques wanted to improve, they would have to go through practical battles as well.
And the first match today was between Fang Xingjian's Class 256 and Class 253, which was three years ahead of them. Because it was more difficult to defeat Renault, Xiu Yi, and the others in Class 252, most people felt that whether or not they could defeat Class 253 was the key to whether or not they could advance from the group stage.
Jack, Anthony, Barbara, Ferdinand, and the others had already entered. They stood in front of the southern fortress, anxiously looking in the direction of the cave entrance.
Barbara frowned and said, "Kaunitz clearly said that he wouldn't be coming, but what's with Fang Xingjian? It will start in three minutes. Why isn't he here yet? "
"Don't worry, he will definitely come," Anthony said confidently, but he was also staring at the entrance of the cave.
Just as everyone was anxiously waiting, the sound of metal colliding suddenly came from the direction of the cave entrance. It sounded like countless pieces of metal colliding together, and the sound came from afar.
"What's that sound?"
"Is Fang Xingjian here?"
Under everyone's gaze, Fang Xingjian walked out slowly from the cave, carrying a huge wicker basket on his back. There were at least thirty or more metal longswords in the basket. They swayed and clashed with Fang Xingjian's footsteps, releasing a series of crisp sounds.
Barbara frowned and asked, "What is this guy doing?"
Ferdinand also looked at Fang Xingjian, puzzled.
Zhou Yong and Carter both felt uneasy when they saw Fang Xingjian. Without Kaunitz as their backing, they were really afraid that Fang Xingjian would take it out on them. After all, they had maliciously slandered Fang Xingjian many times.
Jack ran up and looked at the huge pile of swords in Fang Xingjian's basket. He asked curiously, "Why did you bring so many swords?"
"One sword isn't enough." Fang Xingjian threw a glance at everyone, and Barbara and the others felt their hair stand on end. They immediately felt as if the blades of swords had brushed past their necks.
'This guy!' Ferdinand was filled with both shock and fear. Looking at the expressionless Fang Xingjian, he sighed inwardly, 'This guy's sword arts are getting more and more terrifying.'
He gave it some thought, then walked up, cupped his hands, and said, "Fang Xingjian, there were some conflicts between us in the past, but they were just some misunderstandings. I hope that we can clear up the misunderstandings in the future and work hard together to win the Regional Selection."
As he said that, he took out a square box the size of a palm from his pocket and handed it to Fang Xingjian.
Fang Xingjian took the box and opened it. There were a few gold bars inside. He estimated that there were about fifty gold bars.
Nodding his head, Fang Xingjian kept the box and said, "Alright, I've got what you want."
Barbara, who was behind Ferdinand, said angrily, "Ferdinand! What are you doing? "
Ferdinand said impatiently, "We didn't have any major conflicts with Fang Xingjian to begin with. In the past, it was only on account of his friendship with Kaunitz. Now that Kaunitz has left, I don't understand why you're still holding on."
Barbara was so angry that she stomped her feet. Robert and Boris, the two successors of the martial arts faction, also walked over to Fang Xingjian's side.
Robert took the lead and said, "Xingjian, tell us what to do in the upcoming competition. We'll all listen to you." Robert looked at Fang Xingjian and revealed a friendly smile, no longer as arrogant and despotic as before.
Carter and Zhou Yong wanted to come over and apologize, but they could not put down their pride. They were not as flexible as Robert, causing the two of them to be caught between a rock and a hard place.
Seeing this, the fury on Barbara's face deepened, "What are you guys doing?! Just because he transitioned into a Windstorm Sword Hero, you guys are willing to be his lackeys?! "
Ferdinand's expression darkened. Barbara was scolding him as well. He said coldly, "Barbara, can't you think before you speak? You just open your mouth and bite people? "
Seeing that Robert, Ferdinand, Boris, Zhou Yong, and Carter were all staring at her, Barbara's anger weakened. However, the fury on her face remained. She took in a deep breath and said, "Fang Xingjian, don't think that I'll listen to you just because you've transitioned into a Windstorm Sword Hero. I, Barbara, am not like some people, forgetting what's right for the sake of benefits and submitting to power. "Don't expect me to listen to you in this competition!"
However, Fang Xingjian did not say a word. He could not be bothered with Barbara, who was full of herself. He only walked to a position a hundred meters away from the fortress and stabbed the longswords in the basket into the ground.
"The few of you, listen up. In the competition later …"
As he spoke, he moved quickly, stabbing the longswords into the ground at lightning speed. Each longsword was a distance of one to two meters apart, and in the blink of an eye, they had formed a circle, blocking the front of the fortress.
"I alone am enough …" Fang Xingjian pointed to the circle of swords formed by the longswords and said, "All of you hide behind this line. I'll beat up whoever comes out."
"Fang Xingjian!" Barbara was the first to shout, "Are you crazy?"
The expressions of the others also turned grim. By doing this, Fang Xingjian was looking down on them.
Ferdinand's countenance was also dark as he said, "Fang Xingjian, we know that you're very powerful, but what you're doing is too humiliating."
"It's fine if you don't want to listen." Fang Xingjian shook his head, waved his hand at the others, and said with a smile, "Then I'll wipe you all out first before heading to the competition." The reason why Fang Xingjian had done this was because this way, he would be able to control the rhythm of the competition, fully spar with each and every one of his opponents, and secretly learn sword techniques as he willed.
After saying this, the mental cultivation method in his mind circulated even more smoothly, as if he had broken through another obstacle.
At the same time, his eyes lit up, as if streams of sword light were flashing in them. Especially when he stared at Zhou Yong, the only person in Class 256 who was practicing sword techniques, his gaze was as if he was looking at food.
He still remembered Tresia Academy's Nurturing techniques, and there were still a few that he had yet to learn from Kaunitz.
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