Chapter 292 (2/2)

Hoult smiled and said, “It’s fine. It’s good for me to read it by myself. This Thunderbolt Sword Technique is really profound, but I should be able to learn it within one or two days.”

“Amazing. I heard that the students from the Sword Arts Department would all need to take one to two weeks before they pick up this sword technique.”

“As expected of the student under the wings of a Divine level expert. Hoult, you should be the most powerful person in this generation in the Myriad Star Palace, right?”

Hearing the flattery of the others, Hoult smiled and accepted their compliments.

Hoult was truly proud of his own talent. However, for some reason, he thought of Fang Xingjian.

This opponent who had defeated him on the Regional Selection was still a thorn in his heart.

Hoult still needed to work hard and could not slack off.

After clearing the Killing Techniques Palace and synthesizing the four sword techniques, he would find a chance to have another showdown with Fang Xingjian.

As they spoke, the sounds of many footsteps rang out. Hoult and the others turned to see a few middle-aged and elderly Conferred Knights walking over.

“Is that true? Isn’t this too unbelievable?”

“Even if you just look at the fact that he has cleared two stages in a row, he has already broken the records with that.”

“Since the founding of the Empire two hundred years ago, such a thing has been unheard of.”

Hoult and the others heard the faint sound of conversing voices coming toward them. When they saw the two old men who were leading the group, they froze up.

Standing before them was the pillar of the academy’s Sword Arts Department, Hoppes, who had led a sword arts team by himself. Next to him was a hunchbacked old man with wrinkles all over his face.

This old man was even older, but his status was also higher than Hoppes.

He was James, the Governor from two generations ago. James was the old man who had been guarding the Pantheon Monument previously and had seen Fang Xingjian break through all seven levels of mysteries to the Pantheon Monument.

When Hoult saw that James had brought Hoppes and a few other Conferred Knights into the hall, his expression turned solemn. He then asked, “Teachers, why have you come?

“Lord James, you’re here too?”

James, the Governor from two generations ago, waved his hand and said, “I’m not guarding the Pantheon Monument anymore. However, Devitt, that lad, still insists that I do something. There’s no other way about it. Since I’m trained in swords, I’ve pushed Hoppes off, and I’m replacing him as the Head of Department of the Sword Arts Department.”

The Head of Department for the Sword Arts Department was naturally the person who managed the entire department in the academy.

This position was previously held by the sword arts expert, Hoppes, who had invented many sword arts Killing techniques and led the academy’s sword arts team.

However, with James’ ident.i.ty, status, and experience, Hoppes could only give up his position. Moreover, he had primarily focused on researching sword arts and was not too interested in executive position.

Hoult smiled and said, “I’ve also just arrived here to learn the Thunderbolt Sword Technique.”

Norman added on tactfully, “Hoult has just completed the second transition yesterday. He attained Heaven’s Perception within a month and transitioned into his second transition job, Astral Sword Saint.

“Hoult will probably be able to clear the Killing Techniques Palace within one to two months.”

The corners of Hoult’s lips curled up slightly, and there was a hint of pride on his face. Putting aside the fact that he had spent very little time and was very fast in accomplis.h.i.+ng these, there had not been many people who had transitioned into the Astral Sword Saint. Moreover, his grandmaster, the Divine level expert and Astral Ancestor, had also been an Astral Sword Saint for his second transition.

Additionally, the fact the Astral Sword Saint controlled various powers, including astral powers, light rays, and tempest, must not be forgotten. It had powerful battle and destructive prowess.

Seeing as everyone was chiming in here and there, the Headmaster from two generations ago, James, nodded and said, “Not bad, not bad.” However, there was a hint of impatience reflected in his eyes.

Hoppes, on the other hand, was not as patient. He went straight to the point, “Alright, did you see where Fang Xingjian went?”