Chapter 271 Registration and Practice (Monthly Ticket 4266)

Leon is a member of Hopps' swordsmanship team and can be regarded as Hopps' disciple.

Being able to have this status naturally shows that his own swordsmanship level has surpassed most ordinary students.

But it wasn't Hopps who came here to review it in person. Naturally, it was because of Hopps' busy schedule.

A master of swordsmanship like Hopps doesn't know how many swordsmanship principles he needs to study, how many experiments he does, and how many documents he has to read every day. How can he have the time to help review the discoveries of each student.

Usually, it is reviewed by his students, and they will be submitted to him if they are particularly outstanding.

In fact, except for the first time after enrolling in the Zhenxi Bafa, most people have not seen a master like Hopps in those schools for a few years.

However, although Leon is also a member of the swordsmanship team, he is not as busy as Hopps. He still has time to care about the affairs of the outside world. Naturally, he also knows that Fang Xingjian is the state champion of this year, and he has comprehended the 7-fold Gods Monument Mystery man.

That's why he patiently glanced at the swordsmanship cheats written by the other party, but after a short glance, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he came to the same judgment as Zhou Xingwen.

This is a patchwork of things, borrowing from serious swordsmanship, he made such a judgment in his heart.

He straightened his face, looked at Fang Xingjian and said, "I have received this new sword technique, I will read it carefully in the next week or so, and check with the materials in the library. If there is no problem, I will register the sword technique for you.

However, if anyone has learned the new sword technique, or even purchased references, then I'm not sure. "

After speaking, he took a look at Fang Xingjian, and said subconsciously: "Young people, however, should keep their feet on the ground and practice step by step. It's not very meaningful to brush up the number of self-created sword skills."

After speaking, he left directly.

Fang Xingjian was stunned, but he was extremely confident in his reborn sword. Even if the reviewer didn't like it, as long as it entered the swordsmanship database, all the academies and some special forces in the entire empire would be notified.

That is to say, after each new skill appears, once it is included in the empire's database, it will first be seen by the principals of various colleges and leaders of some special departments, and decide whether to introduce and adopt it.

Fang Xingjian believes that there must be people who know the goods, and it is impossible for him to have time to grab the people who don't know the goods, and press the heads of each other to prove how powerful the Reborn Sword is.

Swordsmanship is inherently high-level, and you can never ask the public to understand the highest level of swordsmanship.

So he ignored Leon's attitude, and walked away with the caviar directly.

Returning to the villa, Fang Xingjian began to practice the Light Flow Tian Xiang Zhan, and saw that as he waved the wooden sword in his hand, large areas of white light shot up into the sky and turned into streams of light, almost flooding the entire cabin.

Just like a sun rising from the flat ground, sword lights shot up into the sky, Fang Xingjian's whole body was engulfed by every ray of light.

The 30-level Guangliu Tianxiang Slash was really launched with great momentum, which almost alarmed every other practitioner in the Holy Land.

But Fang Xingjian didn't care about these things, he had already penetrated into the deepest cultivation in a short time, and kept pushing Guangliu Tianxiang towards level 40.

The light seems to be getting stronger and stronger, and even colorful silk threads can be seen rising around the practice room. It is the shape of countless ether fans under the light of constantly changing frequencies, showing a little bit of shape.

On the other side of the valley, a man with silver hair and red lips who looked like a mountain elf looked up at the direction of the beam of light rising into the sky.

He only heard him say indifferently: "Glorious swordsmanship? No, something else was synthesized, refracting and controlling light, did it synthesize the Tailan wind sword? There should be no such people in the Holy Land. Which senior brother has newly learned swordsmanship?"

Shaking his head, he didn't seem to care about the mighty sword light, but turned his head to look towards the north of the mainland.

"There is still a year until the national election."

"Raylins in the Arctic State."

"Victor of Nanyan State."

"And the one from the imperial capital."

"Every one of them is amazingly talented. There is no such thing as a genius in a million. They are all talented people with strong foundations and luck. If they want to win the championship in one fell swoop, there are still many obstacles."

Speaking of this, a confident smile suddenly appeared on his face: "But I will eventually prove to the world that only I know the world, and I am the strongest."

As he said that, a strong sharp breath continued to spread from his body, centering on his body, the floor, walls, tables and chairs and other things in all directions began to crack and shatter.

On the other hand, Fang Xingjian was still immersed in his cultivation. He only felt that Guangliu Tianxiang Zhan was becoming more and more proficient. The beams of light were directed like arms, and he could even control the frequency of the light waves, and began to change into various colors. .

After practicing like this for two hours, it was finally time to eat.

Withdrawing the sword, the white sword light slowly dissipated, as if the sun had fallen into the surface of the earth, and the white world returned to normal.

Fang Xingjian walked towards the box of ice squirrel caviar, opened the box of caviar, and a gust of cold air rushed over his face. Looking at the caviar that was distinct and exuding round brilliance, Fang Xingjian suddenly felt that his mood seemed to improve Some, the exhaustion from practicing swordsmanship dissipated a little.

Carefully spread the caviar on the white bread. You must know that Fang Xingjian no longer eats bread, because the nutrition is too little, and the strength of the stomach will be wasted to digest.

But in order to match the caviar, he also specially found a piece of bread.

One bite, a refreshing, delicious taste exploded on Fang Xingjian's taste buds, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he finished the caviar bread in two or three bites.

Then I looked at the other ingredients, took out a large butter lobster, spread delicious caviar on it, mixed with some lemon juice and butter, directly combined the deliciousness of caviar with the tenderness of lobster .

Fang Xingjian wasn't much of a gourmet either, he just mixed caviar with it and kept trying one by one.

This time, he ate twice the usual amount of food. He looked at the food storage in the kitchen and found that he was almost done eating. He immediately hung a sign outside to replenish the food. Naturally, there would be guardian beasts or staff to deliver the food. .

It is naturally impossible for people who practice in the Holy Land to waste extra time on cooking, so the food here is prepared every day and put into the kitchen.

If you have any requirements for the dishes and portions, just write a message in the kitchen of the training room.

For example, Fang Xingjian requires a meal every two hours, ten dishes, and each dish must have herbal medicine and ferocious animals.

It can be said that even if the environment with 100 times the concentration of etheric particles is not counted, the food in the center of the Holy Land alone is already worth tens of thousands of gold.

After eating the caviar, Fang Xingjian stirred his internal organs to digest it a little, and then felt a trace of cold air spreading towards his skin, as if he was strengthening his cuticle bit by bit, increasing its strength and toughness.

He knew that this should be the effect of the ice shuttle caviar, but his epidermis was covered by the Tianyuan doomsday armor, and it seemed that the strength of the epidermis didn't matter.

After digesting the things, Fang Xingjian's expression became serious, and then he started to practice. In his spare time, he would also try to write a book, record some of his experience in swordsmanship, and the points that need to be paid attention to in basic swordsmanship, in preparation for selling books .

Time passed day by day like this, and two days later, his Light Flow Tianxiang Slash finally reached level 40, possessing the special effect of controlling light frequency.

And while he was practicing, a small matter was gradually fermenting in Hopps' swordsmanship laboratory in the southeast corner of the State College.