Three days later, in the practice room, Fang Xingjian turned into a blurry gray shadow, flickering and cruising throughout.
And just where he passed, strands of thin black light crossed the space and directly inserted into the ground.
It was a ox hair needle that Huang Lin borrowed from the military, a standard ordnance with extremely fast speed and great lethality.
As the last thousand hair needles were fired, Fang Xingjian also stopped completely, pulled out the earplugs in both ears, and then touched his eyes.
Jack and Anthony on the other side put down the needle case in their hands, stuck out their tongues and said.
"This thing is really powerful. If you shoot at close range, even if you are not careful at the knight level, you may get hit."
Anthony said: "This was originally developed by the military to allow ordinary soldiers to contain knight-level enemies, but as long as the knight-level is prepared, they can't pass the half-half force field at all. But if they fire in turn, it is enough to consume a lot of energy. "
Jack looked in the direction of Fang Xingjian, and asked with concern: "How is it, Xingjian, did you succeed?"
"Um."
Fang Xingjian lowered his hands from his eye sockets, and he already has one more specialty, high-sensitivity dynamic vision, which improves the transmission speed of the optic nerve and strengthens the practitioner's dynamic vision.
With a sufficiently high attribute, he has been exercising crazily these days, and quickly completed 10,000 0.1-second reflexes and 10,000 high-speed attack dodges, and then gained high-sensitivity dynamic vision and extremely fast reflexes.
In fact, these two specialties are more difficult for fighters before the first turn to obtain.
For strong enough first-rank fighters, and even most second-rank fighters, extreme reflexes and high-sensitivity dynamic vision are compulsory courses.
Only fighters who haven't turned yet have insufficient attributes, so it is more difficult to obtain this kind of specialty.
But Fang Xingjian was obviously not a problem. He looked at his specialties, and felt that the muscles all over his body were constantly emitting bursts of heat, constantly breaking through the limit during exercise after exercise.
"Perfect Muscle... almost done."
Jack asked from the side: "Star Sword, is it in time? You have won the duel once, how sure are you?"
"It's just a trivial matter, don't worry about it." Fang Xingjian's eyes were blank, as if his mind was wandering: "You guys go, I'm going to practice swords."
Jack and Anthony glanced at each other, then slowly backed out.
Jack let out a breath and said, "Did you feel it? Star Sword is putting more and more pressure on people."
"Yeah." Anthony nodded approvingly: "I feel more pressure from him than when I met a few instructors."
In the training room, Fang Xingjian suddenly started to walk. He kept walking around the training room, faster and faster, and turned into countless afterimages in a blink of an eye.
Just walking like this, the muscles and bones of Fang Xingjian's whole body can be easily circulated according to the way of swordsmanship, which is equivalent to practicing swordsmanship all the time.
Dozens of sword techniques were constantly revolving in his mind. Fang Xingjian spent nine months completing what others had practiced for decades. As far as swordsmanship is concerned, he can already be regarded as a master of a generation.
But now, he also encountered the troubles that only grandmasters would encounter.
"Using swordsmanship to move the body all the time, bless the ripples..."
"Ripple worked perfectly..."
"But between the transitions of the sword moves, I only felt imperfections."
Fang Xingjian's eyes froze, and there was a slight change in the power movement of his whole body.
His breathing seemed to be a little bit lighter, and the blood flow in his right elbow and shoulder slowed down a little bit.
With such a slight change, Fang Xingjian saw a slight blur in the words Xilan Fengshen Ripple on the panel, as if it would change into something else in the next moment.
"According to my own feeling, it feels more natural and smooth between the power and movement."
"But the ripples also change in breathing and blood flow due to changes in force..."
What Fang Xingjian didn't expect was that when he wanted to change, it wasn't that the ripples would stop, but it seemed that Xilan Fengshen's ripples would become another kind of ripples.
"What are you going to do?"
"Follow your own feelings, practice the new ripples? Maybe even affect a turn?"
"Or just practice Xilan Fengshen Ripples honestly and become a Storm Swordsman?"
Fang Xingjian was instantly caught in a dilemma.
Because everyone can only cultivate one kind of ripple forever, and if they change their cultivation, they will often have to go all the way to darkness.
Because it is impossible for a person's life frequency to change suddenly, it will take a long time for the body to re-adapt to the new ripples and return to the original rhythm of the ripples.
Time passed day by day, and it was the day before the duel in a blink of an eye.
The rumors about Fang Xingjian in the academy became more and more unfavorable, because until this day, Fang Xingjian still hadn't entered the secret realm and changed jobs.
In the eyes of most people, he has completely lost hope of changing jobs.
Fang Xingjian stood in the training room, looking at his panel, he had another specialty, perfect muscles, which could not only possess strong endurance like a marathon champion, but also possess strong explosive power like a sprint champion. Let the cultivator's strength attribute and speed attribute get one-tenth of the endurance bonus.
And the way of integrating swordsmanship into life in this world, and the way of practicing swordsmanship 24 hours a day, made Fang Xingjian's practice swordsmanship that is not at the full level perfect one by one.
Coupled with the daily cultivation and practice of swordsmanship and swordsmanship in the body, tempering the attributes of the body, Fang Xingjian's current attributes have become:
Name: Fang Xingjian Age: 16
Occupation: Warrior Servant
Grade: 9
Strength quality: 48+4
Speed quality: 61+4
Reaction quality: 47
Stamina Quality: 41
Flexibility: 41
(The above attributes are in the state of running Xilan Fengshen Ripple)
(+4 from the one-tenth stamina bonus of the Perfect Muscle feat)
31 sets of Yangfa swordsmanship
4 sets of practice swordsmanship
Expertise: Swordsmanship Genius, Elementary Survival Instinct, Internal Healing, Internal Training, Swordsmanship Expert, Highly Sensitive Dynamic Vision, Extreme Reflexes, Perfect Muscle
Potential: increasing 8500 points every day
Ripple: Xilan Fengshen Ripple Level 1
Mental Method: Ice Age Meditation Level 1
At this time, he has higher requirements than the Storm Swordsman in terms of attributes and expertise. If he changes jobs in a secret realm, there is a 99% chance that he can become a Storm Swordsman.
But he was still staring at the panel, thinking about the six big characters Xilan Fengshen Ripples that were sometimes vague and sometimes clear.
He is still hesitating.
Fang Xingjian couldn't help thinking of the experience of the three of them being dominated by the storm in Fang Xingjian's mind.
"Compared to their time, the three of them faced the brothers who were learning swords with them, watched other people upgrade, learn skills, practice specialties, and change jobs step by step, but it took them more than 20 years. How much time will they have to learn basic swordsmanship, integrate ripples into swordsmanship, and swordsmanship into their flesh, how hesitant and helpless will they be in this process? How many white eyes and secret ridicules have they suffered?"
It is very difficult for a person to stick to one thing for more than twenty years.
What's more rare is that they don't even know whether what they insist on is right or wrong, whether it will succeed or fail.
"What is it that keeps you going?"
Fang Xingjian's mind was reminded of those monstrous figures of the previous generation of geniuses in the empire.
Fang Xingjian didn't know why they persisted in creating new ripples, new methods and even new professions.
But he knew that the reason why he hesitated was because his swordsmanship was high enough, and he had enough confidence in his grasp of how the swordsmanship worked.
"I believe that as long as I modify it according to my ideas, my body will be strengthened more. I believe that the sword technique I modified will be stronger. After changing the sword technique, the ripples performed by sword technique should also be more suitable for my sword technique. My sword technique Body. Because my swordsmanship talent is number one in the world."
Bursts of self-confidence lit up from Fang Xingjian's eyes, and he started to exercise again, practicing swordsmanship and running ripples.
At midnight that day, Fang Xingjian and Huang Lin appeared in front of the secret realm west of the academy.
It was a white stone palace more than 30 meters high. The thick stone pillars and broken marble all showed the ancientness of this palace.
Huang Lin said indifferently: "At midnight today, among the seven secret realms of the academy, the etheric fan in the holy hall is the most active. Are you ready?"
Fang Xingjian sighed, and there seemed to be a sword light in his eyes: "I have been waiting for this moment for too long."
Seeing Fang Xingjian slowly stepping into the pure white palace, Huang Lin's face showed a trace of nervousness.
Not long after Fang Xingjian entered the palace, beside Huang Lin, a white-haired old man slowly appeared.