Chapter 39 (1/2)

Chapter 39: Enrolment

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations  Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

Fang Xingjian ignored the astonishment of those present as he was short on time, and so was not able to care about such things concerning his reputation.

Therefore, he continued to act as if nothing had happened. He went into the canteen, collected the milk, salad and black bread from the kitchen helper and started eating. These were considered quite a spread for him now.

It had also been a long time since Kyle had eaten at the canteen. He collected a set of food and sat in front of Fang Xingjian. Seeing how the other party was engrossed in his food, he smiled and said,”Say… when you have practiced in the school previously, you’ve held back, haven’t you?”

Fang Xingjian did not even raise his head and replied, “Yes.”

Kyle continued to ask, “Then can you tell me what level your Grizzly Bear Sword Technique is at now?”

After this issue, everyone would definitely gradually learn the truth, and Fang Xingjian had no intention of hiding it. He answered straightforwardly, “Level 15. I’ve perfected it.”

Pssst. Kyle took in a sharp breath of cold air. What was the concept of someone having reached level 15 in the Grizzly Bear Sword Technique? This was a genius amongst geniuses, and in the Empire, only one would appear in decades or even centuries. He had never expected to encounter such a person.

Kyle said, “It’s no wonder. With your talent, the Regional Selection would be no problem for you. However, you must still be careful during the National Selection.”

Fang Xingjian had not that even thought that with the talent he had displayed, Kyle would still warn him to be careful during the National Selection. He asked in surprise, “Is the National Selection so tough?”

Kyle shook his head and replied bitterly, “Do you know how many people in the Empire have been training without a sense of day or night? Thousands of people enters the Prefectural Selection and ten of them are chosen to be Knights; about one to two hundred Knights enters the Regional Selection, and the top ten are chosen again.

“And even if those who passed the Regional Selection are not comparable to you, the difference wouldn’t be too big.

“There are even old monsters who have been training for decades or centuries, freaks whose talent are no weaker than yours, and aristocrats from reputable backgrounds with access to resources that are hundreds or thousands of times more than yours.

Putting these people together to compete for the top ten spots, how intense do you think the competition would be? Moreover, the National Selection is held only once every three years, but only the top ten are selected. There are many strong people who are left behind to compete in the next National Selection.”

Kyle sighed and said, “That is the stage which belongs to the people at the pinnacle of each generation.”

Fang Xingjian nodded and finished the last bit of his bread, before he raised his head and said, “I’ll be attending Kirst Royal Knight Academy and will probably not be able to continue helping out with the matters in The School of Sword Arts.”

What rubbish are you talking about? After going there, how could you still bother yourself with the insignificant work here?” Kyle grinned and said, “I had thought of pulling you to join The School of Sword Arts, but never thought that you would suddenly soar up into the skies, progressing even faster than I’d imagined.”

Fang Xingjian said seriously, “No matter what, you are the one who brought me true enlightenment on my path of swordsmanship. I’m very thankful.”

“Why are you being so serious?” Kyle made nothing of it and said, “You paid the money, I teach you stuff, it’s just so simple. Hehe, do you know that I accept tens of students each year, but there are less than five who still come back to visit me?”

“That’s true.” Fang Xingjian said, “Then I’ll be taking my leave.”

“Don’t forget to report at the academy tomorrow.”

Kyle looked at Fang Xingjian’s departing back view, inclined his head and thought to himself, ‘I keep getting the feeling that something’s off about this guy’s character.’

Half an hour later, another member of staff from the Royal Academy came to The School of Sword Arts to look for Kyle.

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Kirst Royal Academy, archives.