Chapter 13 (1/2)

Chapter 13: I Am God-Like, I’ll Carry the Team

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The next day

As the e evaporated

Fang Lang sat cross-legged on the bed Scattered around hiy drained dry

It was the result of one sleepless night

His eyes opened After following Ni Wen’s suggestion to alter the spiritual energy flow, Fang Lang saw i at the crown of his head

The spiritual energy in his body flared but he was unable to reach the sixth grade sword rade advancehs would be all the more tedious

Based on his estirade within such a short tirade spirit crystals

If he did not achieve the ninth grade before the Imperial Examination, it would be difficult to stand out as a candidate and be selected by the elite sects

The pressure was on

Fang Lang had aeniuses who had their picks of top-tier sects, not just an average student who hoped to be chosen

After a night of cultivation, his spiritual sense and physical body were at their li fresh air to revitalize the cells in his body

He walked toward thehi and Old Zhao were in thewas surprised to see Zhao Wuji but he kept a save the boy a lookover as he put on a reluctant s and Zhao Wuji was noticeable Old Fang periodically glanced between the two but said nothing

After breakfast, Fang Lang bade his father goodbye and left the Fang Manor He stepped onto Chang Street to get to Luojiang Acade walked up to the second floor of the Mentors’ Office The wooden flooring ,plans in hand They were surprised to see Fang Lang there but no one approached hihth roo arrived, there was already a crowd inside

The tiny roo’s arrival made it even more cra Mentor Wen One of them was an old man hite hair and a white beard He sat on a chair with a wise and gentle expression

The two reirl

The boy wore a green acadeht the boy’s attention After a cursory glance, the boy looked away

The boy was graceful and exuded the confidence of a genius

The girl had a veil over her face, showing off nothing but her eyes She had a slender figure and attractive eyes

Jiang Linglong looked at Fang Lang and her eyes betrayed no e felt a certain fairl

The oldfelt a shi+ver up his spine He bowed and greeted, “Headmaster Cui”

The oldAcademy Rumor had it he was a fourth-class spell master ell-versed in forbidden spells A inable powers

“You’re Fang Lang? I’ve heard good things about you”

Headmaster Cui nodded and smiled

He was there under thetrees of the practice grounds when Fang Lang delivered the breathtaking sword strike The boy had left an impression in the old man’s mind

Mentor Wen stood respectfully beside Headmaster Cui A flash of surprised crossed Mentor Wen’s eyes when he heard the compliment from the headmaster

“Headmaster, these two students areof Swords

“This is Liu Bubai frorade sword disciple and seventh-ranking on the honor roll

“This is Fang Lang A fifth-grade sword disciple from the seventh study block”

Mentor Wen continued the introduction “Then, we have the head Pei The three of you will represent Luojiang Academy in the competition”

The old man rested his palms on his knees Wrinkles stretched across his face as he smiled kindly

“The Sword Guild invites participants fro Dynasty In the past, Luojiang Acade of Swords but the recent years have been tough on us Most candidates can’t even get through the first stage I hope you work hard andand Liu Bubai

The headenius, Liu Bubai He gave the old —as using the alias, Jiang Pei—only gave a slight nod of acknowledgement

The headmaster smiled and rose froive Fang Lang a pat on the shoulder