"This was not betrayal. A peaceful parting was sothing the Noel Clan could accept, and it was good news for you as well. With people leaving, more vacancies opened up. Currently, the Noel Clan still had 12 openings for warriors. Therefore, this test lasted 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, the 12 people remaining standing here would be the winners of this test."
The elder spoke as he picked up the teacup on the table and took a gentle sip of tea.
"Begin."
Upon hearing this, everyone present imdiately understood the Noel Clan elder’s selection rules. They quickly dispersed and beca alert.
Several obvious clansn quickly gathered together to form small teams.
"You brat! Get lost!"
Seeing Fang Heng alone, a mber covered in mutated scale armor sneaked up from behind and threw a punch toward Fang Heng.
"Hmph! What!"
The alien’s pupils shrank.
Bang!
It was impossible to see how Fang Heng moved. The young man spat a mouthful of blood and was heavily struck, flying back and hitting the wall, losing consciousness.
"Hmm?"
The Noel Clan elder noticed sothing, raised his head, and fixed his gaze on Fang Heng, his eyes showing a few hints of appraisal.
Fang Heng stood firm in place.
Several warriors nearby, seeing the alien who had just been blasted away, imdiately realized Fang Heng was not to be trifled with and hurriedly kept their distance.
In a short mont, the arena divided into several small teams.
Everyone was wary of one another, afraid that rash moves would lead to being surrounded.
The elder put down his teacup and said calmly, "Five minutes remain. If at the end of the ti more than 12 people are still on the stage, everyone will fail the test."
As soon as he finished speaking, chaos erupted.
Fang Heng remained standing in a corner of the hall.
Anyone who ca close would imdiately spit blood and be knocked flying.
After several tis, no one dared to approach Fang Heng anymore, leaving a safe zone around him, while fighting continued elsewhere.
Fang Heng glanced around and found there was no need for him to act. He simply stood there doing nothing.
When the 10 minutes ended, including Fang Heng, 10 people remained on the field.
The Noel Clan elder stood up and scanned the crowd.
Except for Fang Heng, the others’ strength was only average.
Let it be for now.
"Welco, everyone, to beco warriors of my Noel Clan."
The Noel Clan had recruited more than five hundred cooperating foreign warriors.
Besides normal competitive arena fights, sotis the Noel Clan had special missions requiring warrior participation.
The warriors needed only to fight without worrying about anything else.
Once they joined as Noel Clan warriors, they received a substantial monthly inco. As their levels rose, the inco would improve significantly.
"Mr. Fang Heng, I am An Qian, your assistant. I will help arrange your schedule and take care of your daily needs. If you need anything, you can always find ."
An Qian smiled sweetly and gestured to Fang Heng.
The Noel Clan provided every warrior with a personal assistant.
Fang Heng asked, "I heard cultivation in the Noel Clan is provided for free?"
"Yes, Mr. Fang Heng." An Qian kept a ritualistic smile and respectfully nodded. "The Noel Clan provides internal one-on-one cultivation courses. We will arrange the best instructors for you. You can also hire external cultivation instructors, but fees will apply."
"Not bad..." Fang Heng said lightly. "Is there a spatial science instructor? I want to cultivate spatial science."
"All right, I will register and make the appointnt imdiately. What level of instructor do you require?"
"Grandmaster level."
Fang Heng’s spatial science cultivation had been stuck at master level for a long ti.
Spatial science was very rare. On the Federation side, there was only one mission line for grandmaster-level spatial science advancent, and it was uncertain whether it yielded rewards. Even so, that mission would take Fang Heng about one to two months to complete.
He wanted to see if he could break through starting from the Seven Realms Martial Capital.
"I have already registered you in the Noel Clan internal system. We will arrange it as soon as possible."
Not bad.
Fang Heng nodded lightly and said, "Arrange it quickly."
"Yes."
An Qian withdrew her gaze from Fang Heng.
Spatial elent, huh...
It seed this warrior was a martial arts fanatic.
An Qian thought to herself.
They were the closest people to the warriors. Assigned by the Noel Clan, they needed to monitor all warrior movents.
...
In less than half an hour, An Qian was still showing Fang Heng around several locations in the Noel Clan building. The spatial science instructor had already been arranged.
"Mr. Fang Heng, the one-on-one course instructor you requested is arranged and currently available. Shall I take you there now?"
"All right, now is fine."
Fang Heng silently praised the Noel Clan’s efficiency.
Along the way, An Qian noticed he was not very talkative, so she tried to disturb him as little as possible, leading him to a large training room on the sixth floor.
"The instructor is already waiting inside. Mr. Fang Heng, I will wait for you at the door."
An Qian said this respectfully and stepped aside.
Fang Heng entered the room and saw a middle-aged man sitting on a ditation cushion, looking at him with so boredom.
He was a Noel Clan mber.
Fang Heng judged the man’s race from his appearance.
"You must be Fang Heng, the new warrior in the Noel Clan? My na is Gaspar, certified grandmaster-level spatial science scholar. Let’s not waste ti. Shall we start?"
Teaching was charged by the minute.
For Gaspar, he had a fixed monthly teaching quota.
"All right."
Fang Heng agreed and walked toward Gaspar.
"Whoosh!"
Fang Heng narrowed his eyes.
Gaspar’s figure rapidly slipped into a secondary space projection.
Appearing again, Gaspar was already at Fang Heng’s right side.
"What level are you at now?"
"Peak master level spatial science, currently unable to find a way to break through."
"All right, show ."
Fang Heng nodded lightly and quickly rged into a secondary space projection.
Gaspar frowned, watching Fang Heng’s performance.
Good grief, how did rging into a spatial projection create such a huge ripple?
This young man...
It was way too strange.
His strength looked roughly like an early master level, but in reality, his understanding of spatial science was barely better than a beginner’s.
How on earth had he co this far?
Fang Heng walked out of the space.
"Please instruct , instructor."
Gaspar shook his head.
"You lack too many of the fundantals. To break through to grandmaster level, you need to start from scratch."
Fang Heng had no objection.
"I understand. Might as well start from the beginning."
"All right, agreed. But after class, you owe a good review."
Gaspar didn’t care.
It was charged by ti anyway.
Starting from the foundation was more convenient.
"Perceiving spatial strength is the entry to spatial science. After entry level, we need to gather external spatial strength... At higher stages, we must continuously improve adaptability to spatial ability and gradually acclimate to spatial energy..."
"As for your current bottleneck, the problem actually lies in your comprehension of the external spatial strength rules. If you could understand these rules, breaking through wouldn’t be difficult."
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