Faced with what Kyle said, Fang Xingjian did not answer immediately, but ate the fragrant and delicious fish soup in the big pot in one breath. After watching the potential increase of more than fifty points in a row, he wiped his mouth and said.

He glanced at the classics on the table. He knew that he might be able to learn the first level of this killing method by just a little scan, but he still didn't pick it up after all, because at this time, he no longer needed the first level of a killing method.

If he still has a lifespan of decades, then it is a good idea to know a lot and memorize the swordsmanship of various schools. But for Fang Xingjian, who has only 4 years and 3 months left, specializing in a category of swordsmanship and reaching the peak, is the fastest way.

So he paused and said, "Teacher Kyle, the Empire is the most powerful genre, and the genre is also the weakest genre. You said I was not free in the Empire, but would it be good if I joined the Sword Hall?"

"I can guarantee this..." Kyle had to say it again, but was stopped by Fang Xingjian.

"Teacher Kyle, the so-called freedom is the price of being as down and out like you are now, right?" Fang Xingjian saw Kyle's face change, but he did not pause at all. While sweeping away the delicious food on the table, he said with a very fast speech: "If you want to get it, you naturally have to pay.

If I want to get the resources and support from others, it would be normal to give a little freedom.

This is the case with the Empire, and the same is true for the Sword Hall. I don’t believe that the Sword Hall will invest resources uncontrollably on me without asking for rewards. Even if some people don’t, will they agree with the Sword Hall so many senior management, so many families, relatives, and disciples?

Talents cannot get real freedom wherever they go, and geniuses are even more so. Even if I become the owner of the Sword Hall, will there be nothing to restrict me?

So freedom is not attractive to me. In terms of resources, it is impossible for the sword hall to compare with the Empire."

Kyle frowned and said, "What you said may make sense, but how dark the struggles of the top leaders of the empire are, you have never seen them at all, if you don't have a background, if you go up rashly..."

"Teacher Kyle." Fang Xingjian stopped eating. He looked up at Kyle and said, "Believe me, I have seen too much darkness and despair, but now I have the confidence to use my own sword and I can finally cut them all."

Kyle looked at him steadily, and the two looked at each other for a while, Kyle sighed: "Your heart is stronger than me. You are more suitable for practicing sword skills than me."

Fang Xingjian lowered his head and continued to eat. His thinking was cold, but he still couldn't find any fault in what he said. He tried to simulate the tone of an ordinary person and said, "I thank you for your enlightenment, so if you have anything you need to help me, I will do it as long as I can."

Kyle sighed: "I will go to the Sword Hero War next month. I will not come back whether it is successful or failed."

Fang Xingjian nodded, and then heard Kyle continue, "What I am most worried about is the disciples in the museum. I will temporarily hand over all the matter to Lambert. If he is in trouble, you will need to take care of me."

Fang Xingjian Gujing said like a silly: "Don't worry, I will do it."

"Thanks."

Kyle left, and there seemed to be enlightenment in his eyes, and there seemed to be a deeper loneliness.

Fang Xingjian didn't know if he could pass the Sword Hero War. The only thing he could do was to take good care of himself and make himself stronger and stronger.

After dinner, he was taken to a bedroom by his servants. Before he could enter the door, a strange fragrance came from afar. Fang Xingjian took a deep breath and felt an unprecedented refreshing attack on his whole body, and even his head seemed to be clear.

When he opened the door, the strange fragrance became even stronger, and it was like invading every cell of Fang Xingjian, making him feel the fatigue on his body swept away.

The dean and Huang Lin had long stood inside. They looked at the dark potion that was constantly heated in the bucket that was tall.

The dean said, "Take off your clothes and go in."

Fang Xingjian took off his clothes without hesitation and walked into the bucket.

"Do not stop operating the ripple and mental method, absorb this medicinal power to the fullest." Huang Lin said.

Fang Xingjian had already had a ripples 24 hours a day, so there was no problem now. Every muscle and bone in his body moved quickly, but his mood was always full of brightness, keeping calm and rational.

This time he ran the ripples, and he felt that the potions around him suddenly seemed to boil, and a series of flame-like breaths were rushing into his body, as if he was about to burn his internal organs, his blood vessels, and his nerves.

"Hold on!" said the dean: "This is a medicinal material ground with Loulan beast as the main material. Loulan beast is born to communicate with the Ether Miscellaneous. Every drop of blood and every piece of meat in his body invades a large amount of the Ether Miscellaneous energy.

Now we combine various herbs to allow you to absorb the essence of Loulan beasts, transform your body, and give you the recovery, endurance and physical strength of a fierce animal."

While looking at the pain on Fang Xingjian's face, he watched a trace of black gas dissipate on his body surface, and a trace of flesh and pain flashed across his face: "For such treatment, even the college's financial resources can only last for one month. During this month, you have to soak this potion every day. If Xin Yun is Xin, it will not only improve your endurance quality, but also allow you to gain the expertise of "violent and violent".

If you absorb it hard, you can't waste a single minute."

Fang Xingjian nodded, and his breathing and blood were constantly circulating in the way of the ripples of the sound sword breath. He could feel the increasingly strong and intense burning breath constantly penetrated into his body, as if he wanted to melt all the flesh and blood on his body.

The dean looked at him and felt ache in the potion, his eyes were filled with brilliance.

‘Okay, okay, I spent so much effort to reduce the college’s expenses in the next three years, just to make Fang Xingjian’s achievements.’

'As long as he can win the championship in the state selection and even become a god-level powerhouse in the future, it will be worth it.'

The state champion, the national champion, and the god-level powerful man from the Royal Coster Academy, just thinking about it makes the dean excited.

‘Eat it, eat it hard, even if it is piled up, I will pile you into a state crown!’

Fang Xingjian practiced sword techniques, ripple, killing methods every day, took various medicinal foods, and the essence of violent animals. The dean invested a lot of resources in him with an unprecedented attitude.

Huang Lin fought with Fang Xingjian every day, constantly telling Fang Xingjian about his swordsmanship and various experiences of his use.

Whether it is attributes, expertise, or skills, Fang Xingjian continues to grow at an unprecedented speed, becoming stronger and stronger.

Of course, during this process, Huang Lin and the Dean strictly protected Fang Xingjian from being disturbed at all, and did not give him the opportunity to kill any monsters, preventing him from upgrading too early and getting professional growth and wasting potential.

...

A month later, at the moment when Fang Xingjian made rapid progress day by day.

On a hillside on the west coast of the empire, a long-haired man in a knight's suit was looking at a small town thousands of meters away.

Suddenly, he turned around and looked at the adjutant beside him and said, "What did you say? Storm Sword Master?"
Chapter completed!