Seeing Fang Xingjian's appearance, Huang Lin shook his head: "Xingjian, are you too anxious? Your achievements are already a level that many people will never reach in their lifetime.

You are still young, so don’t be so anxious. Many times you are too anxious, which will lead to failure.

Be calmer, take your time and lay a solid foundation, and your future achievements will be higher."

After hearing the other party's words, Fang Xingjian knew that this was the correct answer, but he really had no time. He opened his mouth but still said nothing.

Huang Lin glanced at him strangely and said, "Star Sword... do you have any worries?"

At this moment, Fang Xingjian suddenly had a desire to make himself five years' life span. Within five years, he would become strong enough. He would go back to seek revenge on Caroline. He would return to the Fang family in the Demon City and question Li Shuanghua how his mother died.

But the next moment, the Glacier Age meditation method naturally started, and reason and calm had already occupied most of his consciousness again. He slowly let out a breath, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, teacher, I want to rest alone."

Huang Lin nodded: "You have to rest. This morning's practice has ended. After lunch, you are ready to prepare. Starting in the afternoon, you have to soak the secret refining potion. These are all good things prepared by the dean for you. With the financial resources of the college, it can only last for one month."

As he said that, he had already walked out of the door and said as he walked, "Also, Xingjian, I am your master. If you have any worries or troubles, you can find me at any time."

Unfortunately, Fang Xingjian's brain was completely occupied by reason and calmness at this time. It was absolutely impossible for him to take the risk of telling his secret. He just nodded and said, "Don't worry, teacher, I'm fine."

Just after Huang Lin left, Fang Xingjian took a short rest for a while, and then looked at his skill bar.

‘Tailan Feng Sword, the faster the speed, the stronger the sword energy, the faster the sword energy.’

‘The Wind Shadow Sword God has given me extremely strong speed, but I still have bodyless appearance. As long as I use this skill, my speed can be increased.’

'So……'

While speaking, he walked towards the weapon stand beside him and replaced with a brand new long sword.

Since he learned about the skill of "Wu Body-False Figure", Fang Xingjian has continuously stored 30,000 potentials in his body, which allows him to use the "Wu Body-False Figure" for a total of more than 30 seconds.

The next moment, Fang Xingjian had activated the skill of the bodyless appearance. In a blink of an eye, he felt the restless force everywhere in the air, which was the power of the Ethereal Cry. They rushed into his body like a torrent, and the qi and blood in his body also burst out wildly.

Every muscle and every big tendon of his body swelled up as if it was inflated, and then it burst out with an amazing ability to contract, which increased his speed rapidly.

Fang Xingjian stepped out with a light step. At this moment, he felt that the air around him seemed to have become as sticky as water. He seemed to have to use ten times more power than before.

He knew that this was an illusion, and he was not obsessed with it, so he moved, and the Tailan Feng Sword was used in response, but unlike before, this time when the Tailan Feng Sword was used, the speed was so fast that it was incredible.

The air turned into a viscous liquid. Every step he took, he felt that the whole world seemed to squeeze every inch of his skin. The sword light in his hand shone, and there was no sign of the sword body. He slashed out with one sword, and the violent sword energy rushed out like a dragon of atmosphericity, causing a long gully on the ground.

But just before the sword energy hit the wall, Fang Xingjian had already stepped up to catch up with the sword energy and knocked the sword energy away with a bang.

With a slight wave, hundreds of sword energy shot out, each of which was almost like Konitz's full-strength slash.

Fang Xingjian's figure flashed continuously, and then scattered the sword energy.

This has exceeded the speed of Fang Xing Sword twice, and exceeded the limit that he could bless before using the Tailan Feng Sword.

The air flow in the practice room was turbulent, and the whole house seemed to shake. The dragons of great spirits crawled around Fang Xingjian like tamed dogs, constantly increasing his speed.

He only felt that the light and shadow around him were constantly chaotic and flashing. His speed was constantly accelerating faster and faster, and the pressure of the long sword in his hand became greater and greater. He kept cutting the air, and the Tailan Feng sword he brought surrounded the sword body, blessing the speed of the long sword, and whirlwinds surrounded it, just like the sword of the Wind King that dominated all the flow of the atmosphere.

The next moment, Fang Xingjian felt a sound of thunder all over his body, and balls of white air directly wrapped the sword body from top to bottom.

It was a sonic bomb cloud. Fang Xingjian had seen it on a supersonic plane. Although the white clouds on the sword are very light now, it still shows how terrifying the speed of the sword is at this moment.

Strong shock waves were transmitted around the long sword in waves, and they carried extremely strong kinetic energy, which was enough to produce terrible destructive power.

At this moment, the naked eye could no longer see the existence of Fangxing Sword, and the hearing and touch could no longer sense his actions.

The figure of Fang Xingjian seemed to have completely disappeared in the storm, and only a long steel sword turned into a black line, using the Tailan Feng Sword to dance in the storm.

His body seemed to be able to appear at high speed anywhere at any time. He was as if he had turned into the wind and cast the long sword in his hand. He only needed to consider the flow of the sword body, so that the power of the Tailan Feng Sword reached an incredible level.

With a bang, the sword exploded, the storm stopped, and the figure of Fang Xingjian slowly emerged. The sonic bomb cloud lasted for only more than ten seconds and completely disappeared.

Hundreds of sword energy and shock waves were cut in all directions along with the explosion of the sword, and countless cracks were cut on the ground of the training ground.

‘When using the bodyless image, my speed has increased by more than twice, directly reaching the limit of the Tailan Feng Sword…’

‘Then it only takes more than ten seconds, with the sword energy of the Tailan Feng Sword, I can double the speed of the sound directly.’

‘If I can have stronger physical strength and more potential, so that he can continue to accelerate…’

Thinking of the possible power, Fang Xingjian felt fascinated. Unfortunately, there are still too many realistic factors that limit the power of Tailan Feng Sword.

But as long as there are enough strong weapons to withstand strength and wind pressure, enough physical strength to perform high-speed movements, and enough potential to display skills without body shape, Fang Xingjian himself doesn't know how far he can use the Tailan Fengjian to accelerate himself.

Speed ​​of sound? Supersonic? Double the speed of sound? triple the speed of sound?

Fang Xingjian didn't know, but he only knew that as long as he gave him enough potential, even the old woman Rebecca who had a power and speed reaction of more than 100 years would not be afraid of a fight.

If he can keep the Tailan Feng Sword to maintain its support to three times the speed of sound, then Rebecca will only kill with one sword.

‘Potential, I have to have more potential.’

‘There are also long swords. I don’t know when the imperial divine weapons will be able to be done well. Ordinary steel long swords cannot withstand my strength and wind pressure at all.’

‘But after using the bodyless appearance, my strength increased exponentially, but this skill was not available to Storm Sword Master. I should not use it at will until I had to.

Moreover, if you don’t use it once, you will consume your potential. This skill cannot be upgraded, so it’s better not to use it.”

‘There is also the Tailan Feng Sword. If you upgrade this sword technique to the maximum level within one or two months, I wonder what kind of surprise you will give me.’

Just as Fang Xingjian was thinking, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Sir Xingjian, I said that Teacher Kyle from the Sword Hall is asking for a visit. Do you have time?"

"Kyle?" Fang Xingjian tilted his head, took the towel beside him and wiped the sweat on his head, and said, "I'll go for lunch now, please let him wait for me in the restaurant."

In the personal restaurant specially opened by the dean for Fang Xingjian, a large table of food has been prepared.

The main dish was a huge carnivorous and fierce sea fish. Fang Xingjian took a sip and raised his eyebrows slightly. After taking a sip, he felt a strong fragrance explode in his mouth. The smell was strong but not greasy, and there was a faint fragrance hidden.

The fine texture and delicious taste made him feel as if a fish was jumping in his mouth.

"This fish soup... is delicious." Fang Xingjian said.

The waiter next to him introduced: "This is specially prepared by the dean who specially invited the chef from the aristocratic college to prepare it with special techniques, with raw onions, egg yolks and sauerkraut. It is specially prepared for you."

After eating the fish soup with big mouthfuls, feeling the qi and blood running around in his body. Seeing the potential on the skill panel increase little by little, Fang Xingjian suddenly felt a sense of happiness.

At this moment, the servant beside him had already brought Kyle over.

Fang Xingjian was eating fish soup in big mouthfuls and said, "Teacher Kyle, I'm short of time. If you don't mind, I'll talk to you while eating."

"It's okay, it's okay." Kyle smiled distractedly, his eyes slightly swept across the dishes on the table, and he had to swallow slightly.

‘All of them are fierce animals and precious herbs. This meal alone can destroy me. The college is really willing to spend a lot of money.’

"So, what's the matter with you, teacher?" Fang Xingjian took a big mouthful of herbs and took it. After one bite, he felt a cold feeling spread from his mouth to his stomach. His whole body felt cool, and his potential suddenly increased by 10 points.

Kyle thought for a while and said, "Star Sword, I wonder what you think about the relationship between empire and genre?"

Fang Xingjian said without hesitation: "Emperor is the largest and strongest genre. Just like the table of dishes in front of you, ordinary schools may not be able to provide them every day even when treating second-turn strong people, right? And I can eat six meals a day like this now."

Kyle smiled bitterly in an instant. He knew that Fang Xingjian had understood his purpose, so he simply stopped hiding and said straightforwardly: "Xingjian, you were originally an apprentice in the Sword Museum, but I couldn't see in the past that your talent had reached this point, and even the Storm Sword Master was appointed.

But during this period, you have gained some understanding. Although the empire is strong, even if ordinary civilians are genius, they can only become subordinates of the royal family and the great nobles. If you obey their orders, you will no longer have freedom.

But if you join the Sword Hall, with your qualifications as a Storm Sword Master, I can recommend you to become a candidate for the owner.”

As he said that, he took out a stack of books and said, "This is what I said about the treasure book of the Sword Hall Town School, and the first level of the Sword Book of the Galaxy Creation. It is the first killing technique I said about the Sword Hall, which is definitely far better than all the killing methods you practice now.
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