77 Drawing Lots

At Anthony's reminder, Fang Xingjian nodded and said, "I know. Count me in for this inter-class competition."

He had just finished speaking when a strong gust of wind swept by. Fang Xingjian's silhouette started fading, dissipating right in front of everyone.

Jack swallowed and said, "Xingjian's speed has gotten increasingly swift and elusive."

Anthony smiled and said, "Isn't that even better? Although Kaunitz hasn’t come this time, with Xingjian around, we should be able to hang on for a few more rounds, right?"

Both knew that Fang Xingjian was very strong, that his Windstorm Sword Hero job was overwhelming, and that his talent was even stronger. However, they did not even think of the possibility that Fang Xingjian would be able to defeat those Knights who were at the pinnacle after having trained in the academy for five to six years, or maybe even seven to eight years.