Chapter 86 Blurred Specialty

Chapter 86 Blurred Specialty
With Robert running off to take over their opponent's fortress, the instructors who were acting as referees announced the end of the competition, Fang Xingjian's Class 256 being the winner.
On the cliff, Class 252's members fell into a strange silence. Everyone seemed to be recalling the scene where Fang Xingjian was like the autumn's wind sweeping through the fallen leaves, utterly crushing Clash 253.
Renault took in a deep breath, staring at Fang Xingjian, who sat cross-legged, silently cultivating, and suddenly said, "This Fang Xingjian is really strong."
"The Windstorm Sword Hero is naturally strong," Xiu Yi's gaze shone with a cold gleam, "It's just that I never thought that he’d be so powerful."
At that moment, strong killing intent filled the two's hearts in an instant. Looking at the youngster who had merely transitioned a month before, but was able to easily defeat strong Knights who had been cultivating for three years after they had completed their transition, how could they not be jealous? How could they not be furious? Flames of jealousy were burning in their hearts, with a strong urge to replace Fang Xingjian.
'Such talent, such talent... Why is it not on me?!' Xiu Yi's eyes glared at Fang Xingjian, revealing a greedy gaze like a snake's.
But the next moment, they hid their killing intent. At least for now, at least in the academy, it was impossible for them to attack Fang Xingjian.
"The others in Class 256 are nothing to be afraid of. The crux lies with Fang Xingjian. If we want to defeat them, we just need to defeat Fang Xingjian," Renault said, licking his lips.
"Maybe there's no need to defeat him," said Xiu Yi, his eyes narrowing, "Maybe we just need to hold him back.
"And in this world, it's not like with speed, one is invincible."
"That's right." Renault broke into a wide grin. "As a matter of fact, I love opponents who specialize in speed, hehehehe."
At that moment, a commoner Knight from their class ran over to Xiu Yi and said, "Young Master Xiu Yi, someone from your clan came by, saying that they have something to pass on to you."
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Seeing the referee announcing their victory, Fang Xingjian gradually stood up. Anthony and Jack were the first to run up to him, saying excitedly, "Won, we've won!"
"Xingjian, you're too awesome. You...You defeated all ten of them by yourself!"
Ferdinand, as well as Carter and Zhou Yong who were behind them, had recovered their strength and were standing up. However, their expressions were extremely grim.
Although they had won the competition, on the battleground, they had not performed at all, simply being treated like clowns. To be wiped out by Fang Xingjian alone before so many important characters... it was really too embarrassing.
Ferdinand's expression was also extremely grim. He took a long look at Fang Xingjian, and then turned to leave.
Class 253's Claude was still sitting on the ground, panting, as he looked at Fang Xingjian and said, "This time, it's your win. Next time, I definitely won’t lose."
Fang Xingjian threw him a side glance, not bothering to reply to him. Amongst ordinary people, Claude was already considered a monster. However, when faced with Fang Xingjian's talent, once he was overtaken, there would be no way that he could catch up in his whole life.
Seeing how much Fang Xingjian was looking down on him, Claude snorted coldly, with defiance, but did not say anything else. He only made up his mind to put more effort into his training when he went back.
'Seems like it's time to make a trip back to Netherworld Valley. Even if it means that I have to train to get the Hundred Toxin Battle Physique, I must definitely defeat this fellow at least once.'
Jack said, "Let's go have a feast to celebrate."
Fang Xingjian shook his head, "You guys go ahead. It's on me."
Boris smiled. Coming from the Shadow Moon Academy, he had spent his life living in the forests, spending his days hunting and roasting.
Their academy worshipped the strong, and worshipped powers.
He had initially thought that Kaunitz, Barbara, Ferdinand and himself were the strongest in this batch of Knights, but ever since Fang Xingjian had defeated Kaunitz, and now having seen him defeat ten Knights, his gaze towards Fang Xingjian was brimming with feelings of admiration.
"Xingjian, let's have a get together at my villa. I've brought our academy's roasted ferocious beasts. This is our Shadow Moon's speciality, you must definitely try it."
Fang Xingjian shook his head. His mind was filled with the new sword techniques he had picked up today, and was simply not interested in having a get together with them.
The next moment, ignoring the others, Fang Xingjian's body swayed slightly and he dashed off. From afar, it looked like a black line was cutting through the sky, in the direction of the academy.
But just as his silhouette was about to disappear, a voice rang out from faraway, reaching their ears.
"Send a portion of the roast meat to my villa."
Jack blinked, saying, "Recently, Xingjian seems to have taken a liking to food."
Anthony smiled, "It's probably because the Headmaster is stuffing him with too many delicacies, so his appetite has increased."
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Fang Xingjian turned into many afterimages, and within a few minutes, he created gusts of strong gales and dashed into his training room.
All the servants he passed by bowed and greeted him. With a loud sound, the door to the training room was slammed shut.
In the room, Fang Xingjian turned into myriad sword shadows, displaying the sword techniques he had secretly picked up without holding back.
Today, he had learnt a total of ten sets of Nurturing techniques. Fang Xingjian first simulated the training in his mind, so his training speed was much faster than ordinary people. As such, when he demonstrated the techniques physically, sword shadows flourished, as if hundreds of flowers had bloomed at the same time, spreading out countless brilliant sword lights.
These ten sets of sword techniques he had just picked up were leveling up at an incredible speed, which could be seen by the naked eye.
His current experience and level of cultivation in sword arts far exceeded what it had been in the past. His talents in sword arts were displayed to a greater degree, and within a short five hours, he had already brought half of the sword techniques up to level 10.
Thereafter, he took a short break, and had the dinner sent by the academy before resuming his training.
Another three hours passed, and all ten sword techniques were now at level 10.
However, only two of the sword techniques provided him an additional attribute increase. It meant that these two sets of sword techniques did not overlap with the effects of his other Nurturing techniques, and could provide him additional potential.
A ratio of two to ten. With the increase in the number of Nurturing techniques he picked up, the number of effective Nurturing techniques he picked up would diminish increasingly.
Wiping the perspiration off his forehead, Fang Xingjian saw that a maid had dozed off while she was waiting.
Next to the maid was a small push cart.
Fang Xingjian walked to her, opened up the lid to the small push cart, and saw that there was a big bowl of roasted meat.
It was a pity that quite a lot of time had passed, and the roasted meat had already turned cold.
However, he did not care about this, and directly tore off a big piece of meat and started eating.
At that moment, the maid woke up, and seeing Fang Xingjian's actions, she got a shock and said loudly, "So… Sorry... Let me go heat it up for you."
"No need." Fang Xingjian waved off the maid, and neatly stuffed down the whole piece of roasted meat down his throat, adding to his physical strength. He did not take note of the over ten potential points increase, but merely slowly appreciated the taste of the roasted meat.
"Not bad." After eating the last bit, Fang Xingjian snapped his fingers, and a maid walked over to him.
"Tell the chefs to learn how to make this roasted meat. I want to eat it tomorrow as well."
"Yes." The maid seemed to be used to this, nodding as she took her leave.
Fang Xingjian headed towards the room, meanwhile looking at his Specialties Window. There were a few blurred words trying to form, but still unable to do so at all.
This was something which had happened after he had brought all ten sets of Nurturing techniques he had picked up today to level 10.
Fang Xingjian looked at this scene curiously, thinking to himself, 'What speciality is it?"
'Am I still short of something before I can get it?
'Could it be that I'll need to cultivate even more Nurturing techniques?'