Chapter Ninety-Three: Victory

Huang Lin let out a deep breath, although he had been training with Fang Xingjian almost every day, he deeply understood how fast the other party's progress was.

He had already overestimated Fang Xingjian's strength as much as possible, but the first time he saw the other party perform a body technique beyond the sound, his eyes were still full of shock.

Beyond the speed of sound, in terms of absolute strength, it is not the top, 80% of the titled knights can do this, and a few top first-turn knights can also do it in a short time, like some top instructors in the academy can also do it.

But how old were they, how many years had they been cultivating, and how long had Fang Xingjian been cultivating?

After changing jobs for more than a month, he was able to surpass the sound barrier with his physical body, what a terrible talent this is.

He and Dean Jackson beside him glanced at each other, happy and appreciative, but the depths of their eyes, unconsciously, also seemed to carry a touch of fear.

This student of theirs seems to be a little too powerful.

......

Just as Renault was knocked away by a sword and Fang Xingjian fell to the ground, the City Lord of Theresia stood up suddenly, and the chair under his seat shattered inch by inch and turned into a cloud of dust, which showed how shocked he was by the scene in front of him.

"Sixteen years old beyond the speed of sound?"

He turned his head to look at the subordinates on the side and asked, "Are there any other storm sword heroes in history who are so strong?"

"After those three were inaugurated as Storm Sword Heroes, when they encountered enemies of the same level, they were all invincible and invincible, but it was not clear how fast they were. ”

Lord Koster pondered for a long time, and finally said, "Bring a pen and paper." ”

As a knight with a title, Koster is also the patriarch of a family, and his strength can naturally surpass the speed of sound, but how long did he cultivate to reach this point? He remembered that after a turn, he had to cultivate for six years before he could physically break through the sound barrier, how long was Fang Xingjian?

He quickly wrote down a long list of materials he had collected over the years in order to create divine weapons from his bones.

He handed the list of materials to the subordinate beside him, and said, "You will get my sign in a while, go to the mansion and order all the materials, and send it to Fang Xingjian tomorrow as Lilia's apprenticeship." ”

The servants on the side calmly took the list and retreated to the rear, while the other servants had already cleaned the floor and re-brought chairs for the Lord of Coster to sit down.

Although there is still one Xiu Yi left in the 252 class who has not fallen, the mind of the city lord of Coster has long been out of the game.

Originally, the materials he had collected were of little use because the bones were given away, but as soon as he saw Fang Xingjian's amazing performance, he immediately planned to find a reason to give them to the other party to consolidate the relationship between the two parties.

None of them.

At the age of sixteen, he surpassed the voice, and after a month of changing jobs, he almost passed the speed of sound, such a young man is really promising.

"I'm afraid his strength is already in the top five among all the students, and in a year or two, I'm afraid Koster will soon be unable to tolerate him. ”

In the entire Knight Academy, the strongest now are of course the dean and Huang Lin, the two knights with titles, but among the other knights, of course, they are also hierarchical.

The senior instructors who have been cultivating for decades are considered the strongest batch.

Next are the geniuses who have been transferred for seven or eight years and some ordinary instructors.

Then there are the talented students like Renault, Claude who have been transferred for a short period of time, and those who have been transferred for seven or eight years.

Then there are the ordinary students who have been cultivating for three to four years.

The last and weakest group are the knights who have just changed jobs in the last two years.

There must also be a gap between knights with the same level of strength.

But no matter what, how long has Fang Xingjian been cultivating, but the strength he has shown is already comparable to that of the second tier, those genius students who have been cultivating for seven or eight years.

In the next game, even if he lost to those classes that had been cultivating for seven or eight years because of the numerical disadvantage, Fang Xingjian's personal performance was already impeccable.

Many people felt that it was impossible for Fang Xingjian to defeat the two strongest classes in the future, after all, no matter how powerful Fang Xingjian was, there was only one person, how many senior knights did the other party have?

But even so, they couldn't lower their evaluation of the other star sword, because this talent was too powerful.

A sigh sounded, and it seemed to exhaust the thoughts of countless people on the cliff.

......

Vivien looked around at a loss, and the elders, instructors, mentors, and knights who were usually invincible were all shocked at the moment, and they kept discussing it loudly.

But she didn't understand what was going on.

She could only see vaguely, the sword light flickered, the wind swept away, and then mixed with vague figures, she couldn't see the battle in the field at all, she could only see that after everything was still, eight knights fell to the ground, Renault vomited blood and fell to the ground, leaving Xiui alone to stand there at a loss.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why is this the end?"

"Are those knights all rubbish?

"What the hell are you surprised about?"

But no matter how much she screams in her heart, it's useless, this is strength, this is strength, and the weak don't even have the ability to know the truth. They and the strong seem to live in the same world, but they live in two dimensions.

In the front row of Terexia's house, the face of the head of the family became more and more bitter, as if it condensed countless sorrows and difficulties, and the evil Rebecca on the side opened her eyes fiercely, and her eyes were full of fierceness and viciousness.

'This little brute ......'

The next moment, her eyes were fixed on Xiuyi, as if expecting something to happen.

On the field, Xiu Yi held a sword in both hands, the steel field was open, countless force field shields floated in front of him, coupled with the knightly dress he was wearing, Xiu Yi's defense power could be said to be first-class in a turn.

But even this could not make him feel the slightest sense of security.

Fang Xingjian in front of him was full of cyclones, surrounded by sword qi, holding him an inch off the ground, looking at him coldly like a storm god, he didn't do anything, but Xiu Yi definitely stood in front of the other party like a **** sheep.

His skills, expertise, attributes, and equipment seem to be extremely vulnerable in front of the opponent's extreme speed.

He can only keep comforting himself in his heart.

'It's okay, I have the Thunderer's Ring. ’

'I've opened the ring whenever his sword touches mine, or slashes at my knight's dress. ’

'As long as I win the current him......'

Huey looked at the knights who had fallen to the ground, and at Renault, who had not been able to get up until now, and his eyes were shining with a blazing light.

'As long as he wins......'

"Hey. Fang Xingjian looked at Xiu Yi in front of him and suddenly spoke: "Are you from the Teresia family?" ”

Xiu Yi was stunned, but immediately nodded and said: "Yes, I am Kaunitz's senior brother, Fang Xingjian, if you insult my master, I will ...... today."

It's a pity that Fang Xingjian didn't listen to him at all, after he heard that the other party belonged to the Theresia Academy, he had already lost interest in the other party.

Because of the speed battle just now, even Fang Xingjian didn't have time to save his hand, and directly put down the eight knights of class 252, which made it impossible for him to learn swordsmanship from them.

And the knight of the Teresian Academy in front of him...... He had already stolen all of Theresia's cultivation swordsmanship from Kaunitz and Zhou Yong.

So the tin can in front of him was hard and thick, and it was not attractive to him in the slightest.

So he didn't listen to Xiuyi, and didn't even bother to look at him, his figure flashed, the wind rolled upside down, and the whole person turned into a tornado and rushed into the fortress.

In the class competition, the capture of the fortress is used as the criterion for winning or losing.

And how could Xiu Yi chase the star sword above.

So he just watched Fang Xingjian rush into the fortress, and watched the referee directly announce that Class 256 had won.

And what made him vomit blood even more was the reaction of the audience.

"Cut, why don't you kill the last knight by the way?"

"Why let him go?"

"Could it be that this guy knows Fang Xingjian?"

"Oh, did Star Sword let that knight go?" said Lambert of the Sword Pavilion shrugged his shoulders and said, "That knight is lucky, the supersonic attack hurts to think about." ”

On the cliff, Hogan of the guard shook his head and smiled: "Xiu Yi is lucky." "He is also an instructor of the academy, so he naturally knows the students among them.

Among the soldiers of the guard, Ogden analyzed: "This is called face, how can Teresia say that it is also our famous family of Koster, although the star sword is powerful, but it always has to give them some face, so I let the last knight go."

I say to you, there is a deep doorway here......

The face of the head of the Teresia family seemed to look a little better, and he had to start thinking about whether Fang Xingjian had any hints of easing relations with them.

Rebecca, on the other side, turned red with anger, stood up suddenly, shook off the table and left.

"Rubbish!"

"It's all a bunch of rubbish. ”

And Xiu Yi in the field was even more depressed to the extreme, he was defeated without a fight, he would rather Fang Xingjian defeat him with his own hands than like now.

Then even if he said so, even if he explained that he was sure to defeat Fang Xingjian, no one would believe it at all.

It made him want to vomit blood.

"Fang Xingjian, you come back for me!"

Of course, his roar was regarded by everyone as the wail of the loser.