Chapter 213 (2/2)

“And don’t forget, your families are in our hands.”

Hearing his words, the two Knights exchanged a glance, then nodded helplessly.

David looked at Fang Xingjian coldly and thought viciously, ‘You can stay arrogant for now, but not for long. I’ll get you well and truly eliminated when tomorrow comes.’

He then turned to look at Kirst’s City Lord and Lilia who were on the stands, more hatred growing in his heart, ‘Just you guys wait, you’ll regret this, all of you. No one can remain unscathed after offending me.’

With that, the first stage ended with Fang Xingjian in the first position, Hoult in second, and Anderson in third. Only those in the top one hundred remained. They would stay in the Regional Academy for a day, and move on to the second stage tomorrow.

The remaining four hundred and twelve people were all eliminated, overcome by grief.

Some people dropped to their knees, falling on the floor with a thump. Others broke down in tears as they pleaded with the examiners.

There were also people who broke into laughter, taking a whole bag of money with the intention to flaunt it all through the night.

And people who quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Examinee number one walked up to his children in disappointment, touched their heads and said, “I’m sorry. To think that daddy couldn’t even make it past the first stage. I’m really getting increasingly useless with age.”

“That’s not true, daddy.” The young lady hugged the middle-aged man in tears and said, “In our eyes, you’re the strongest!”

The young man said, “Father, don’t worry. I’ll participate next time around. I’ll definitely make it past the Regional Selection.”

The middle-aged man smiled and said, “Alright, alright, alright. Let’s go back to the inn. Your mother must be getting anxious.”

Four hundred and twelve people left dejectedly as the remaining one hundred people excitedly entered the building that the academy had prepared for them.

There was a total of three stories in the building, with the accommodations on the second and third stories. There was a total of fifty rooms, and two people would be sharing each room.

The first level was the bathroom and dining hall. Three meals would be provided each day.

Manny, Rota and the others all followed behind Fang Xingjian. Manny smiled and poked Fang Xingjian’s chest, asking, “Dude, how did you do that? Don’t tell me that you’ve started skill syntheses when your Heaven’s Perception is only at a 10% ether synchronization rate?”

Fang Xingjian had long prepared his reply for such questions and said, “I did try a bit, got lucky and succeeded in a few.”

Hearing Fang Xingjian’s words, Manny and the others were all stunned. If they were in his shoes, with a mere 10% success rate, they would find it impossible to risk using the skills they had been cultivating for many years to go through skill syntheses.

Manny stuck up his thumb at Fang Xingjian and replied, “You’re good.”

When they reached the dormitory’s entrance, Manny said, “Let’s go and get some food. This is the Regional Academy’s dining hall. Each of their dishes is made from ferocious beasts.”

Hearing about food, Fang Xingjian’s eyes lit up. His interest was piqued and he nodded, saying, “Then we’ll have to taste them carefully.”

Rota looked at Fang Xingjian, feeling weird. She could not see him as one who would have a desire for delicacies. She had always seen Fang Xingjian as a cultivating rock. She felt that in his life, there was nothing else but cultivating and killing for him.

[1] Comes from a chinese saying which translates into: “the mother-in-law looks at the son-in-law, the more she looks at him, the more satisfied she feels about him.”