"Why?" Di Ke stood in the dean's office and said anxiously: "Fang Xingjian has no respect for his elders, is arrogant and arrogant, and beats people seriously in the academy. Such a student should be expelled immediately!"
"Hey, the young man is full of blood, so it's okay if he can't help but do it." The dean looked at the document in his hand and said without raising his head: "Ten days of confinement are enough. With such a good talent, isn't it Do you really want to expel him? Are you the dean, or am I the dean?"
At the end, the dean already had a serious look on his face, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction when he looked at Dicko.
Seeing this from the dean, Dicko felt cold sweat suddenly break out on his body, he lowered his head and said, "I was in a hurry, I'm sorry, dean."
Seeing Dicko exit the door, the dean snorted coldly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Old guy, you student is too capable of causing trouble. How many years has it been since no one in the academy dared to be so ruthless?"
"Is that cruel?" Huang Lin came out from the shadows, looked at the direction of Dicko's retreat, and murderous look flashed in his eyes: "If anyone dares to say that my parents are wrong, I will definitely screw his head off. drink."
"You!" Pointing at Huang Lin, the dean shook his head with a wry smile, "If it wasn't for your sake, I would definitely lock him up for three months this time."
Huang Lin said disdainfully: "Talents, geniuses, naturally have privileges. If they treat ordinary people equally, then there will be no empire today, let alone our colleges, and there will not be so many knights today. Titled knight, national knight."
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Ha ha ha ha!
In Kaunitz's villa, he lay on the sofa and laughed loudly. With a slight movement of his fingers, the red wine wrapped in the force field had been poured into his mouth.
"Fang Xingjian is an idiot. I just wanted to disturb his rhythm a little bit. I didn't expect him to be so stupid that he would attack directly. Now that he is locked up, such a delay will make it even more impossible for him to become a storm swordsman."
Barbara raised a pair of white and tender legs, looked at Kaunitz and the fine wine wrapped in the force field, with a look of jealousy and envy in her eyes, and said with a coquettish smile: "This kind of common people has a simple mind and well-developed limbs, so they know how to practice without thinking. .Aren’t you being played around by us now?”
Kaunitz said with a sneer: "He also said that he would teach me during the duel? Humph, I want to see who will teach whom when the time comes?"
While speaking, there were only crackling and popping sounds, and all the furniture and furnishings around Kaunitz's body ten meters away had been smashed to pieces by his force field.
"Come here, pack up and change everything."
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In the north of the college, in a pure stone house piled up with pieces of marble, there are no windows on all sides, and it is dark, only a palm-sized window on the roof casts a small beam of sunlight.
This is one of the confinement rooms of the college, which is specially used to detain all kinds of people who violated the school rules.
It's a pity that only Fang Xingjian lives here now.
However, although Fang Xingjian lived here, he practiced as usual every day, and Huang Lin ordered people to deliver all kinds of food and drink as usual. Except that there was no one to wash and clean, no soft beds and tight decorations, he practiced and cultivated here. Practicing outside makes almost no difference.
Of course, this is a relationship that Huang Lin took special care of.
And with Fang Xingjian's bad breath that day, he found his own way to cultivate the idea of the Ice Age Meditation. He has made rapid progress in the practice in the prison these days, and even the ripples have become much smoother. The ripples left are already seven or eight points similar.
"Very good, there is no one to disturb here, no external stimulation, I can practice more attentively."
"The confinement is only ten days in total. In these ten days, I have thoroughly learned the mind and ripples."
Fang Xingjian shook hands lightly, a confident smile flashed across his face, a long stream of air had spit out from his mouth, and he was practicing ripples again.
So during the next days of staying in the confinement room, Fang Xingjian completely and temporarily gave up the practice of swordsmanship just like the outside world, and devoted himself to running the ripples and mental techniques wholeheartedly.
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The ten-day confinement period expired, and that morning, an instructor walked towards the stone chamber.
Before they got close, they heard the crackling sound.
"This is?"
His eyes changed, and he walked up, the impact sound became clearer and crisper.
This is the sound of the airflow hitting the stone wall. But now the sound is as regular as the tide of the sea, which means that the waves of air hitting the wall are as stable as the tide.
"Is he breathing?"
"How is it possible? Even a knight who has been rotated for two or three years does not have such a great momentum when running ripples."
The instructor's face was extremely surprised. The movement in the stone room was like a prehistoric dragon sleeping. He hurriedly took the key to unlock the chain and pushed open the stone door.
Then he saw Fang Xingjian with his eyes closed, quietly crossing his knees in the center of the stone room. With every exhalation of his breath, there was a stream of air blowing away from him in all directions, like a strong wind sweeping across the ground, and finally It hit the wall hard.
"This is it!" The instructor watched this scene with wide eyes, breathing waves, as if bringing the whole room into a specific rhythm.
Xilan Fengshen Ripple can manipulate the air flow by communicating with ether fans.
Just when he was shocked by the ripples of Fang Xingjian, the other party had opened his eyes and stood up slowly.
Accompanied by this movement of his, all the strange phenomena just now disappeared, and a trace of cold light flashed from Fang Xingjian's eyes. He twisted his body slightly, and a series of clicking sounds sounded from his bones and joints. .
He hadn't moved for more than 24 hours, just running Xilan Fengshen Ripple and Ice Age Meditation at full capacity.
This also means that after more than ten days of study, and more than 20 hours of hard work every day in the last ten days in the stone room, he finally practiced Xilan Fengshen Ripples and Ice Age Meditation.
So there were two more skills in his skills.
Xilan Fengshen ripple level 1, as long as the ripple is running, all attributes +1.
Ice Age Meditation Level 1, when running Ice Age Meditation, increase insights, reactions, and judgments, and the whole person is infinitely close to absolute reason and calmness.
Ripple increases attributes as long as it is running. Don't underestimate this little attribute. You must know that when your power is 10, you will add 1 to it, and when your power is 100, it will still be +1. It's a big difference, and it takes more than 100,000 potential to increase it.
From here, it can be seen how against the sky the ripples are, because he has changed the essence of the cultivator and moved towards the direction of the etheric fan. Just like the waves in the water, it has a magnifying effect. The more, so the attribute can always be increased by the same value.
The Ice Age Meditation method is more beneficial in battle, but because Fang Xingjian practiced this method in a different way than ordinary people, his temper would look bad to outsiders, because he vented all his negative emotions , Try not to keep a little in your heart.