"Star Sword, is here again?"

"Um."

"How is the analysis progress? Have you figured out the origin of those ancient characters?"

"Yeah, it's almost done."

"I heard that Sasha Sword Saint has already analyzed the first two hundred words, so you should work hard too in Xingjian."

"Um."

Seeing Fang Xingjian leaving with a calm face, the student who was asking questions snorted coldly and said in his heart: "Pretending to behave."

Fang Xingjian continued to walk towards the room where Long Lin was. People often greeted him along the way and asked him about his progress in analyzing the ancient relics, and he answered casually.

Leon walked over and couldn't help but glared at the student who had passed by, patted Fang Xingjian on the shoulder and said, "Don't take it to your heart. A 17-year-old genius and a 17-year-old titled knight. These guys are very jealous, waiting to see your jokes."

"fine."

Leon continued: "Now, Sasha has basically confirmed that the text on the ruins does not belong to any known text. He asked a language expert to analyze the text on it with himself. I heard that it is a hieroglyph, and they are still making a quick progress."

"Is that?" Fang Xingjian said.

Leon said: "Aren't you nervous? The other party is a famous sword in the Southeast, a powerful man with the name of the Sword Saint."

"The sword saint in Dongshazhou is really cheap."

Leon smiled bitterly and said, "Your heart is really big."

As the two of them were talking, they had already arrived at the room where they visited Long Lin. They saw more than a dozen people watching, Sasha and several other old men were constantly flipping through the materials, arguing about the meaning of each word.

"What should be said here is sword intent."

"What is talking about is the existence of sword intent?"

"But, is it really possible? The sword intent that has existed for two thousand years?"

"Even if there is, there is no more?"

Just as several people were arguing, Fang Xingjian squeezed out the crowd and walked to Long Lin: "It's time, it's my next day."

Sasha looked at Fang Xingjian impatiently, but they had already copied the text on the entire dragon scale. Even if it was not in front of the dragon scale, it would not affect their analysis of the meaning of the text on it.

"Okay, let's go."

Sasha took the experts away, and some people who watched the fun also left, while others stayed to see how Fang Xingjian analyzed it.

But Fang Xingjian said, "You guys have seen enough fun, have you seen it? I don't want to disturb you today, please go out." The group of people had no choice but to leave, leaving Fang Xingjian alone to analyze the ripples again.

As his consciousness continued to approach the source of the ripples on the dragon scales, he could feel an extremely sharp and extremely sharp aura that was about to move, as if he had woken up from a million years of sleep.

He could feel that as the handwriting continued to analyze the ripples of the dragon scales, he was getting closer and closer to the sword intent stored therein. He would be able to truly get in touch with this sword intent in a few more days.

...

In the office on the other side, Hops, the leader of the swordsmanship team and the owner of the sword building, are checking the experimental report for this period, confirming that all projects have no problems in the general direction, and determining the direction of the next few months.

On the side of him, Leon said while drinking coffee: "Teacher, who do you think Fang Xingjian and Sasha can win?"

"What do you think of them...?" Hopps took the exam without raising his head.

A young man with silver hair on the side, who looked only in his twenties, said a little sourly: "Fang Xingjian's talent is very good, but analyzing ancient ruins is not about talent but accumulation. Sasha has begun to analyze texts, and Fang Xingjian... he didn't even read the information much, I think he will lose."

Leon smiled and said, "Hehe, junior brother, you are jealous."

"What's there to be jealous of me? I'm just telling the truth, or do you think he can beat Sasha?"

Leon shook his head and said, "It's too difficult to win Sasha.... What do you think, teacher?"

Hops said lightly: "Normal, no matter how you do it, Fang Xingjian is unlikely to beat Sasha. But the question is, do you think Fang Xingjian is an idiot?"

"Of course not." Leon said: "If the people who can break through the swordsmanship and killing temple in one day are idiots, then aren't we all pigs?"

"So since Fang Xingjian is not an idiot, he fought for this competition entirely by himself, so he naturally has his own confidence, so I can't tell who will win."

The junior brother frowned and said, "Isn't this star sword too arrogant?"

Hops said lightly: "Never think of others too stupid, especially in battle, never hope for victory on other people's mistakes."

...

Another day passed, and Sasha yawned a big yawn. Although most of the title-selection knights no longer need to sleep, like in recent days, he still felt a little tired after consuming a lot of brain power to analyze the text.

After all, text parsing is like guessing, then arranging and combining various possibilities, and then constantly eliminating the possibility of errors.

Thanks to the existence of Sasha, who is no longer like a human being, his strong strength at level 29 makes his brain like a supercomputer, can he directly store countless data in his brain, and then start to constantly compare and guess the possibility.

Thinking of his fatigue over the past few days, Sasha suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling that he seemed to be too cautious. The other party was just a young man who had just changed his job for more than a month. Is it necessary to work like this?

‘But it’s good, these geniuses need to be suppressed, otherwise they would really think that they are invincible in talent and would not take their predecessors seriously.’

Thinking about the analysis progress over the past few days, everything has been so smooth, and Sasha feels like he is sitting firmly on the fishing platform.

Walking all the way to the room where Long Lin was, people kept greeting Sasha on the way.

"Sir, are you here again?"

"Good morning, Lord Sword Saint."

Sasha smiled and greeted him all the way. His smile, which was as beautiful as a spring breeze, suddenly brought him closer to others, giving people an approachable feeling.

This is also the image that Sasha always maintains. He is graceful but also like a spring breeze, like a great scholar who has read poetry and books. It makes people feel full of cultivation at first glance.

But just as he approached Dragon Scale's room, his brows frowned suddenly.

An assistant walked up to him and greeted him: "Smash, Lord Sasha, is the research going well?"

But when he saw Sasha's head suddenly turn, his eyes were extremely sharp, the assistant couldn't help but take several steps, and felt his body being pierced and his whole body trembled.

Sasha had no time to pay attention to these things. He stared at the dragon scales and Fang Xing Sword in the room. He could feel a sword intent or information flow being poked out from the dragon scales little by little, and was exchanging information with Fang Xing Sword.

"How is that possible?"
Chapter completed!