The old man who appeared next to Huang Lin was the dean of the Knight Academy.

The dean looked at the secret realm that was lightless and emitted bursts of holy light, and said lightly: "Can he succeed? You should know,

How much pressure did I put on for you to delay like this, so many resources, so much money, if he fails......"

Huang Lin's eyes were serious, and he said seriously: "He has completed all the requirements of the Storm Sword Hao, and it is impossible for him to fail." ”

At the same time, in the corners of the temple, figures continued to appear in the darkness of the night.

The dean smiled bitterly: "Storm Sword Hero...... Attracted the attention of too many people......"

"Whoever doesn't follow the rules, I will kill him. Huang Lin's words were like a sword, and there was a sound of gold and iron in the air.

Faintly, Kaunitz, Barbara, Ferdinand, as well as Jack, Anthony, and even Robert had other classes

The knights also rushed over after receiving the news, and they watched Fang Xingjian enter the secret realm, with disdain, surprise, and doubt in their eyes.

There is only one question on their minds now.

Fang Xingjian, can he succeed in taking up the position of Storm Sword Hao?

......

As soon as Fang Xingjian stepped into the realm of the Holy Hall, he could feel that there seemed to be something in the air that he didn't usually have.

As he got closer and closer to the sanctuary, the agitation in the air intensified, making him feel his heartbeat and blood flow seem to grow faster and faster in the agitation.

However, with Fang Xingjian's attributes at this time, as well as his control over the operation of his body, a mere restlessness could not stop him at all, and he took a few steps in a row and stepped directly into the gate of the Holy Hall.

It was this step that Fang Xingjian felt as if he had come to another world, the raging Aether Fan rippling wantonly in the air, and endless information was released at will in the shattered space.

Fang Xingjian's eyes saw endless, past and future, countless worlds.

Fang Xingjian's ears heard crying, shouting, screaming, countless voices of men, women, old people, and children.

Fang Xingjian's body seemed to be being pulled by countless people, as if he had entered hell, and countless little ghosts wanted to pull him towards Huangquan.

This is the broken void, this is the etheric fan.

Countless mini-black holes disappeared and reappeared in an instant, barely affecting any matter, but sending information in.

However, Fang Xingjian had already anticipated the situation that would appear in the secret realm, he was only slightly stunned, and then ignored these and continued to walk towards the inside of the Holy Hall.

The spatial structure in the secret realm was different from the ordinary space, Fang Xingjian looked like the Holy Hall was not big from the outside, but after coming to it, he could find that it was very large.

Fang Xingjian walked all the way towards the very center of the Holy Hall, that is, the area where the Aether Fan was most active, the more active the Aether Fan was, the higher the success rate of a turn.

Along the way, Xingjian felt that the restless power around him was getting stronger and stronger, obviously empty, but there was something that was constantly disturbing up and down his body like sea water, one would force forward, one would push him backward, one would push him behind, and one would block him in front.

However, Fang Xingjian's strength quality reached 48+4, a full 52 points, even if it was a truck in front of him, he could carry it away at will, not to mention some power disturbances.

Just like that, step by step, he came to the center of the Holy Hall, and Fang Xingjian sat down, controlling the rhythm of his breathing, blood flow, and running his ripples and mental methods with all his might.

Changing jobs in the secret realm is to use the ripples and mental methods with all your might, and find a way to use your own ripples and mental methods to make your life frequency close to the frequency of a certain aetheric fan around you, and use your own strength to pry the power of nature.

Fang Xingjian visualized the slightest fluctuation emanating from his body, constantly communicating with the etheric fans in the air around him.

If it was in the outside world, most of his efforts were in vain, but in the secret realm, the space was shattered, and the ether fan was more active than ever, Fang Xingjian felt that with the continuous operation of his ripples and mental methods, the entire Sanctuary and the entire space seemed to tremble violently.

But the ripple he was running now was not the Xilan Wind God Ripple that was supposed to be used by the Storm Sword Lord, but the ripple that he had just corrected and displayed on the panel, a new ripple.

Sonic Breath Ripple Level 1, Strength +1, Speed +2, Reaction +1, Endurance +1, Flexibility +1

This ripple is a stronger basic ripple than the Xilan Wind God Ripple, and unlike the special type of Xilan Wind God Ripple, you can have the ability to manipulate the wind in the future.

This sonic sword breath ripple sacrifices the ability to manipulate the wind, but in exchange for greater explosiveness and speed.

As a result, Fang Xingjian now surpassed the requirements of the Storm Sword Hao in terms of attributes and ripples, which made him constantly look forward to whether he could get a stronger profession than the Storm Sword Hao.

"Come on. ”

"Come on. ”

"Aether fan. ”

"Give me the strength I deserve!"

A trace of breeze blew up and down Fang Xingjian's body, and the next moment, the breeze turned into a violent wind, a storm, and countless air molecules directly swam around Fang Xingjian's body, wrapping his entire body.

On his panel, the value of his potential began to jump wildly, but unfortunately his potential was contributed to the practice every day, and there was not much left at all, and it was directly returned to zero after a few jumps. In fact, the consumption of potential when changing jobs is something that has never happened in history.

Because there has never been anyone in history who has Fang Xingjian so firmly on the foundation before the transfer, and his talent is as good as him.

The next moment, Fang Xingjian felt countless invisible forces directly burrowing into his body, constantly squeezing his flesh and bones, internal organs, blood vessels, and nerves.

With a pop, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

......

After two full hours, compared to the movement in the holy hall, Huang Lin and the others outside the holy hall could not see the slightest vision at all, which was determined by the particularity of the secret realm.

It was in Huang Lin's slightly nervous gaze.

Suddenly, a figure slowly stepped out, stumbling out of the sanctuary.

Huang Lin's face changed, and his figure flashed and rushed forward, directly grabbing Fang Xingjian's shoulder and supporting his body.

At this time, Fang Xingjian's face was gray, his mouth was spitting blood, and his whole body looked like he was seriously ill, only a pair of eyes were condensed, and he was extremely energetic.

Huang Lin said nervously: "What's going on, what's going on?"

Fang Xingjian looked at his panel, looked at the 'Wind Shadow Sword God' and the two extra specialties and skills on the panel, and laughed: "I'...... I succeeded......"

The next moment, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Huang Lin frowned, his face was gloomy, he didn't say anything, holding Fang Xingjian, he walked directly towards his room in a few steps.

The dean sighed, and the figure disappeared.

Kaunitz looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Success?" hahahaha, Barbara, have you ever heard of a successful career change, who vomited blood while coming out, and finally fainted?"

Barbara on the side smiled: "No, there is only one situation that meets the requirements, that is, the failure of the inauguration, and the ether fan is regurgitating in the body." ”

"Waste that didn't make a single turn. The corners of Kaunitz's mouth curled slightly, and he sneered: "Genius? I don't think there's going to be a duel tomorrow. ”

Jack and Anthony glanced at each other, sighed, and chased in the direction of Huang Lin's departure.