Chapter 297 Waiting

The group moved forward again, and arrived at the Tianpu Lake in the third pass in an instant. Looking at the Tianpu Lake that fell from the sky in front of them, everyone's face showed different degrees of shock.

Hopps sighed: "The handwriting of the second-generation dean still makes people feel thrilled every time I look at it. This Tianpu Lake is really magical and majestic."

Dean James on the side laughed a long time ago: "Hahahaha, there is no one? Destroy the temple in one day, hahahaha, Hopps, Great Western State College, there has been such a thing in history people?"

"No." Team leader Hopps shook his head and said, "Don't say that there is no Daxi State, and the eight major states of the empire have never had such a thing. Fang Xingjian is the first."

James nodded in satisfaction, and said, "He must be learning the lightsaber in the fourth level now, let's not disturb him, just wait for him here."

As he said that, James took the lead and sat down beside Tianpu Lake, as if he had taken a fancy to the scenery of Tianpu Lake.

The many titled knights on the side looked at each other in blank dismay, and one of the men with a scar on his face frowned and said, "My lord, although Fang Xingjian is extremely talented and talented, it is not easy for so many of our senior teachers to wait for him here. Well, if the influence is not good, I'm afraid he will panic himself."

The translation of this sentence probably means that you are giving Fang Xingjian too much face. Waiting like this is giving him face, but where should we put our face.

It's a pity that Department Chief James didn't intend to lose face at all. Just kidding, he became the head of the swordsmanship department because he took a fancy to Fang Xingjian's talent in the final analysis, and he wanted to persuade Fang Xingjian to announce the seven mysteries of the Gods Monument to the State College.

What generation is James, the dean of the previous generation, at his age, it is impossible to make great progress in martial arts, what he pays attention to is the posthumous name, the future of the academy, and the future of the empire.

Now seeing Fang Xingjian's amazing performance again, the other party has become an incomparably delicious piece of fat in his eyes, and he couldn't help but have a thought in his mind, that is to escort Fang Xingjian.

So when he heard what the man with the scar said, he curled his lips and said, "If you destroy the Dharma Palace one day at a time, I will wait for you as much as you want me to."

Scarface was embarrassed by what he said, and couldn't help but retorted: "You can't judge the superiority by learning speed, right? There are so many seniors here, which level, strength, synchronization rate, fame, and status are not superior to him? ?” He wanted to pull other people to push him up.

But no one echoed what he said. Instead, Department Chief James sneered and said, "We all practice martial arts, so we don't compare ourselves to martial arts? Could it be that we are older and eat more?"

He sneered and said: "Why does the national selection happen? It is to be able to select only talents, and whoever is the most powerful will be selected.

Let me ask here, which one of you is half as good as Fang Xingjian at his age? A 17-year-old genius, he still has at least 20 or 30 years left in his high-speed growth period.

When he reaches your age, where will he be? "

Whether it was Scarface or the other teachers, there was nothing to say at this moment, because Fang Xingjian's current talent was so unreasonable.

Department Chief James, who unified his thinking, nodded in satisfaction. Although Fang Xingjian's talent is great, but in this world, everyone will listen to you and help you if you are not very talented.

Not to mention the best talent in the world, even if the previous pope was unparalleled in combat power and invincible across the continent, it was still impossible to unify the continent, let alone make everyone listen to him.

That's why James cherished his talents and wanted to escort Fang Xingjian.

Another teacher pointed to Holt and the others in the distance, and said, "Should we let them go?"

James glanced over there and said lightly, "It doesn't matter."

In the distance, they have been following James and others. Holt and Norman saw James and others stop, so they also stopped in the distance.

A student asked curiously, "Why did they stop here? What are they waiting for?"

Another student looked at the empty Tianpu Lake and said, "Could it be that Fang Xingjian has passed the third level?"

Thinking of this possibility, everyone present fell silent.

Norman glanced at Holt's frowning brows, and smiled awkwardly: "Don't you see, Lord James, they are all waiting here? What does this mean? It means that according to their judgment, Fang Xingjian has not passed this stage yet." off, that's why they're waiting here."

The more he spoke, the clearer his thoughts became, and the more confident his tone became.

He continued: "What is the level of Master James? What is the level of swordsmanship of Master Hopps? Since they are waiting here, it must be because Fang Xingjian has not passed the third level, so it is possible to wait here. "

His tone was full of certainty, and everyone present nodded in agreement after hearing it.

But at this moment, only one person whispered: "Maybe it's waiting for Fang Xingjian to come back from the fourth level? The last level of the Killing Palace is unguarded."

Norman gave the speaker a hard look, and said, "You talk about the previous dean, James. You talk about Hopps, the leader of the swordsmanship team, and there are so many teachers waiting here, waiting for Fang Xingjian to be a newcomer. ? Do you think it's possible?"

The person who spoke thought it was impossible, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

However, there was still a little haze on Holt's face. Hearing everyone's guesses, he couldn't help saying: "Okay, don't talk about it, just stay here and wait."

So everyone sat cross-legged one by one, and began to wait, waiting for the possibility that they didn't know the result.

Half an hour, an hour, about 1 hour and 15 minutes later, everyone's faces showed a trace of impatience. At this moment, four figures slowly walked towards the direction of a small road opposite Tianpu Lake.

It was Fang Xingjian, Luota, and the two students who led the way.

James laughed, and led the crowd to greet him, and asked with some expectation in his eyes: "Xingjian, have you passed the fourth level of the Temple of Death?"

Seeing a large group of people appearing suddenly and seeing serious teachers standing in front of them, the two students became nervous. They had never seen such a big battle before, almost half of the swordsmanship department The leaders stood in front of them together, what is the situation.

Especially the slovenly old man in front of him who was as old as a dry branch. As long as he participated in the state election and comprehended the stele of the gods, no one would know that he was the previous dean of the college.

And with so many people appearing here, there is only one possibility, and that is Fang Xingjian.

The two turned their eyes to Fang Xingjian, their eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

Especially Fang Xingjian's immature face of only 17 years old. What everyone sees on it now is not youth and immaturity, but a bright future that is shining brightly.