Not long after Robert left, another guest arrived at Fang Xingjian's villa.
In the training room, Fang Xingjian was practicing the Nurturing technique he had just learned. Their class's competition today was in the afternoon, so he was still making good use of his time to practice.
It was at this moment that a commotion came from outside the villa.
Fang Xingjian stopped his sword and frowned as he looked in the direction of the commotion. The next moment, a loud bang rang out, followed by an ear-piercing scream. It was the scream of a maid.
Fang Xingjian's countenance changed, and with a flash, he dashed out, bringing along a strong gust of wind.
In the courtyard, a short figure of about 1.6 meters walked over slowly. The metal gate outside the courtyard had fallen to the ground, clearly having been smashed open by force.
A middle-aged maid cried out in shock, "You … You can't come in. The Headmaster has ordered that no one is to disturb the Lord's training."
That figure said impatiently, "My father asked me to come here. Otherwise, why would I be interested in coming here? Where is Fang Xingjian? I've brought him the Knight's remains. "
That figure's bellow was like thunder, and in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the entire villa.
Fang Xingjian frowned as he appeared amidst the strong gales. Looking at the door which had been smashed open, as well as the frightened maid on the ground, he said in a cold voice, "Who are you? Why have you barged into my house?"
However, there was a hint of astonishment in his gaze as he looked at the figure.
It was a young lady who was about 1.6 meters tall. From her face, she had a ponytail and neat bangs. She looked extremely delicate and pretty, like a pure high school student.
However, the young lady's body made her appear extremely well-built. Her long and slender legs almost reached the waist of an ordinary girl, and her exposed hands were filled with slightly bulging muscles. Although they were not very muscular, they looked very powerful. The huge sword in her hands, which was about 1.5 meters long, was casually placed on the ground, giving off a strong sense of power.
This made her look even more delicate and strong, which contradicted each other.
This young lady was very beautiful, but also a little muscular. This contradictory feeling lingered in Fang Xingjian's heart.
Hearing Fang Xingjian's question, the young lady's lips twitched and said, "You're Fang Xingjian? I'm Kirst's City Lord's daughter, Lilia. My father asked me to bring you the Knight's remains. "
With that, she threw a luxurious bag in Fang Xingjian's direction. Fang Xingjian caught it casually and saw that in a tattered cloth bag, there were two crystal-clear arm bones that were as white as jade.
Although they were in the shape of bones, they looked like pure white jade, exuding a gentle aura. When Fang Xingjian held them in his hands, he could feel waves of cold air emitting from them. It was as if even the temperature of his body had dropped a little.
With one look, he could tell that these were not ordinary items. They were the remains of a Conferred Knight.
Just as Fang Xingjian lowered his head to look at the remains, Lilia let out a thunderous bellow. The huge sword in her hand, which was one and a half meters long, brought along a series of sounds of wind and thunder. With a leap, she slashed down fiercely from above.
Fang Xingjian did not move at all. Even his palm, which had just received the remains, did not tremble in the slightest. With a flash of his right hand, it was as if he had struck out a bolt of lightning. Everyone present only saw a flash before their eyes, and they subconsciously closed their eyes. After a loud boom, Lilia cried out in pain and was sent flying. She flipped over ten times on the ground before she came to a stop.
The servants in the surroundings all looked toward Fang Xingjian's position. He still did not move, and even his longsword had been sheathed. This made people wonder if he had even drawn his sword earlier.
If it had been the villagers who were ignorant, they might have already taken this quick sword attack as demonic magic.
Lilia climbed up unsteadily, moving her muscles and bones a little. She seemed to be fine, and her eyes, which were looking toward Fang Xingjian, were filled with a bright light.
Fang Xingjian was also a little astonished. He had originally planned to knock her out with that sword attack earlier. However, not only did she manage to get up, but she also seemed to be fine other than her vital energy and blood fluctuating.
This Lilia's body was as strong as that of a ferocious beast.
"Alright." Lilia let out a maniacal laugh and charged up once again with her huge sword. "I'm coming again!"
Once again, the two swords clashed at a speed so fast that it could not be seen, and Lilia was sent flying once again. However, this time around, just as she was about to charge up once again, she felt a chill on her neck. Fang Xingjian had unknowingly appeared next to her, and the longsword in his hand was pressed tightly against her neck.
"Are you done yet?"
Unexpectedly, faced with Fang Xingjian's cold words, Lilia's face was filled with excitement as she said, "Master, please accept a bow from your disciple!"
Fang Xingjian looked at the young lady strangely, and she shouted, "Master, your sword techniques are really amazing. As expected of the super genius who has become the only Windstorm Sword Hero in fifty years."
Fang Xingjian turned to leave, "I don't take in disciples."
Lilia shouted, "I can give you a hundred gold's worth of tuition fees every week!"
Fang Xingjian paused in his steps, but he still continued to walk forward.
Lilia shouted again, "I'll also capture the remaining ten Wind Hawks from my father and offer them to you, Master!"
Ten Wind Hawks would probably be able to increase Fang Xingjian's agility attribute by a little. Each of them was worth thousands of gold, yet there was no market for them.
Just as Fang Xingjian was considering if he should give her some pointers, Lilia suddenly thought of something and said, "Oh right, it's my father who asked me to look for you to give me pointers. Master, I still have the Headmaster's approval."
As she spoke, she felt around and finally took out a crumpled piece of paper. Fang Xingjian frowned as he took it over to take a look. It was indeed a letter from the Headmaster, and there was even the Royal Knight Academy's seal at the bottom.
In short, it was to allow Lilia to enter the academy every day and come to Fang Xingjian's place to receive his guidance in sword arts.
Lilia, on the other hand, had her hands clasped before her chest, looking at Fang Xingjian in anticipation. The way she lifted her head and opened her eyes wide made her look like Fang Xingjian's younger sister, or a kitten waiting for its master to feed it.
"Alright, I got it. From tomorrow onwards, you can come over every morning. I can guide you for an hour."
"That's great!" Lilia jumped up abruptly and laughed out loud.
Fang Xingjian reminded her, "Don't forget to bring your father's remaining ten Wind Hawks over tomorrow."
Lilia patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, Teacher. I'll bring them over tomorrow. My father really likes those few beasts and has hidden them well. "But I know where they're hidden. "You can rest assured and wait.
"Oh, right. You'll be competing in the afternoon, right? I'll go there to cheer for you!"
Looking at the excited young lady, Fang Xingjian's frown deepened. He did not wish for such a rowdy person to stand on the cliff and shout as she watched him compete.
Therefore, Fang Xingjian casually dismissed her, "There's no need. How about this … From this afternoon onwards, go through all the sword techniques that you've been cultivating. Show them to me tomorrow. It'll count as a test."
After dismissing the young lady, it was already noon. After Fang Xingjian had finished his lunch, Jack and Anthony walked over.
Jack was both agitated and worried as he said, "Let's go to the arena together. How about it, Xingjian? I heard that Renault is the nemesis of speed. Do you have the confidence to win against him? "
Anthony patted Jack's shoulder and said, "Don't give Xingjian too much pressure. We've already won one round anyway. Class 252 is much stronger than Class 253. Just do your best."
Fang Xingjian shook his head and said with a cold expression, "Ever since I came here, I've never thought of losing."
Leaving the two of them staring at each other, Fang Xingjian headed towards the arena. This time around, he was the same as the previous round, carrying a big basket of metal swords.
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