Chapter 61 (2/2)

“How many years has it been since there’s been a battle in the academy?”

“I thought that this battle had long been cancelled, what with Fang Xingjian failing his job transition and all. I never would have thought that he had such guts.”

“Guts? I’d say it’s foolishness. One who has yet to complete the job transition challenging one who has already gone through the first transition… He’s simply courting death.”

As Fang Xingjian and the others gradually walked towards the arena, more than ten Knights were already there. Instructors, students and members of staff were coming as well.

And when those who had arrived saw Fang Xingjian and Kaunitz, their gazes were filled with varied emotions.

“Didn’t Fang Xingjian fail his job transition? He’s still looking for a battle with Kaunitz?”

“Is this fellow crazy?”

“It’s such a pity for Fang Xingjian. If not for the fact that he’d insisted on choosing the Windstorm Sword Hero, he wouldn’t be in such a pathetic state.”

“This is what’s called biting off more than one can chew.”

There were only about one to two hundred students and instructors in Kirst Royal Academy. Counting maids, chefs, craftsmen and other members of staff, the personnel would definitely not exceed one thousand people. There weren’t really that many people, so the news that Fang Xingjian and Kaunitz were going to continue with their battle spread very quickly throughout the entire academy.

Fang Xingjian did not pay them any heed. After arriving at the arena, he sat down cross-legged on the floor, and closed his eyes as he started his cultivation.

He started circulating his sword arts again and again, throughout his whole body. Under his Knight attire, his veins, muscles and bones were trembling endlessly, entangling, twisting as he circulated the sword techniques and Waves.

More and more people rushed over, including instructors like Dick. Even Hogan from the City Guards Institution came to the arena.

Seeing Hogan walk over, Jack’s gaze flickered as he asked, “Boss, why are you here?”

“Of course, to teach a class. Although it’s merely in name, I am still the academy’s instructor and have to come a few times every month.” Hogan said as he took a glance at Fang Xingjian, who was cultivating with his eyes closed.

He had thought well of this person since the Prefectural Selection, and had even had a bet with Dick, winning 100 gold. He tried to advise, “Fang Xingjian, cultivation is not a matter of speed. Do you want me to go have a talk with Kaunitz and the others? You can focus on your recuperation first, and then battle it out with him after completing your job transition. Don’t act on impulse.”

Anthony followed, saying, “That’s right, Xingjian. We can bring up the battle at a later date. Why do you need to rush into it? Even if you’re in a rush, you should still allow yourself time to recuperate from yesterday’s injuries.” They had seen for themselves how Fang Xingjian had spewed a few big mouthfuls of blood the previous day.

“It doesn’t matter.”

Fang Xingjian suddenly open his eyes wide, giving this simple answer before he headed up to the arena, saying, “Kaunitz, come up. Let’s not waste the time.”

He shook all the muscles over his body, releasing a series of crackling sounds, and taking big steps up the arena.

His display of strength was extremely violent and raging, but his mind was calm as he analyzed all of Kaunitz’s actions in his mind, continuously simulating what would be happening during the course of battle later.

Kaunitz frowned slightly. It had only been half an hour. But although it was not exactly what he had planned, taking a look at the more than one hundred people below the arena, he was not willing to step back either. With a light tap of one of his legs, he cut across the air in a beautiful arch, and appeared on the arena.

He was wearing his blue Knight attire, with three longswords attached to each side of his waist. His golden hair fluttered in the wind as he broke into a cold smile.

Looking at Fang Xingjian, he said, “Today, we’ll fight it out. I’ll let everyone know… who is the real genius in this year’s Prefectural Selection…”