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Chapter seven hundred and seventy fifth disciple

After Morrod retreated, Charlotte was still in a state of shock.

What an incredible thing to be reborn, and now he may encounter it.

"Is it really... reborn?" Charlotte's eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a maturity that a 14-year-old boy could hardly have: "If it is really reborn, then the master will soon..."

Just as he was thinking this, a sword light flashed through the void, and the Fang Xing Sword had already appeared in front of him.

‘It’s really here. After Morodah bullied me and insulted me, the master came over. It’s really like that.’

At this moment, Charlotte was so excited that he had never seen before. The memories of the following year kept flowing in his chest, and the humiliation and hatred were about to explode like a bomb.

Regardless of the royal family, the Wizard Society, or the Truth Holy See, they are all enemies. Even his grandfather Alexander regarded him as an enemy of life and death, and did not hesitate to attack him several times. Even his mother, his uncle and many other relatives died at the hands of each other.

He still remembers the scene when the entire family turned into powder under that blow.

For these people, Charlotte only has hatred that is hard to swallow from all over the world.

And his life was always saved by Fang Xingjian, just because of his father's kindness to Fang Xingjian. He kept hiding behind Fang Xingjian silently and watching the other party shelter him from the wind and rain.

Not only that, he was also accepted as a disciple by Fang Xingjian, taught sword skills, and granted magical artifacts, possessing powers that were unimaginable in the past.

But all this was still shattered by Alexander and the others.

‘Since I am really reborn, I must change my life, change my teacher’s life, and make all those who bully us pay the price.’

Opposite Charlotte, Fang Xingjian frowned slightly, and couldn't figure out why Charlotte in front of him looked so excited, but just asked lightly: "Do you know me?"

Charlotte's expression frightened, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind. He began to consider whether to tell Fang Xingjian about rebirth. After all, this is risky. Once Fang Xingjian doesn't believe his words, it will have a negative effect on what he will do in the future.

However, when he thought of his master's methods, talent and personality, Charlotte's expression relaxed. He knew that confession was the best way to treat his master.

Then he saw him kneeling on his knees: "Master is here, please be bowed by my disciple."

Fang Xingjian frowned, his body flashed, and he had already avoided Charlotte's bow and came behind Charlotte: "Don't worship me, there is no one in this world that deserves a worship. There is no difference between me and you in essence.

And I'm not your master either."

Charlotte smiled. The other party was exactly the same as the character he remembered. Thinking of this, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes: "It's great to be reborn."

Then he saw Charlotte's expression condensed and said, "Master, what I said next may be very unimaginable, but it may be a fact.

Actually, I come from a year later, and you sent me to this era one year later to reverse the inevitable situation of failure in the future.”

"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Fang Xingjian's eyes. Obviously, with his extensive experience, he did not expect the other party to say such a thing.

“Continue.”

Charlotte said seriously: "Master, not long after you came to the Emperor, you accepted me as your disciple and taught me sword skills. But whether it was Alexander, the Four Witch Kings, and many Dharma Kings of the Truth Church were unfathomable.

In the year after the Evil God Ritual, we were suppressed by many parties at the same time and were enemies from all sides. Teacher, although you are talented and have unparalleled swordsmanship, you have not been able to block them all..."

Charlotte's words were earnest, and his tone was filled with a hint of sincerity.

After more than a year of experience, what he felt most deeply was the feeling of enemies everywhere, and there were dense enemies everywhere. Even though Fang Xing Jian had unparalleled sword skills in the world, he could not stop the dense enemies that looked like hornets' nests.

So the first thing he did after he was reborn was to persuade Fang Xingjian not to make enemies everywhere, but instead contact the forces of a certain side. In this way, with Fang Xingjian's sword skills, he had enough time and space to practice, and it would not be difficult to reach the peak of the world in the future.

This is his first priority to think about it and avoid future tragedies.

Hearing Charlotte's advice, Fang Xingjian refused to answer, but asked, "How do I believe what you said is true or false?"

Charlotte said confidently: "Teacher, your own sword technique is called Zhuxian Sword Technique, and the strongest move is called Zhuxian Sword Formation, right?"

Fang Xingjian said lightly: "These news can be found in Daxizhou State College, which is not worthy of making a decision."

Charlotte was more confident when he heard this, because he knew that he had no idea about this before. His understanding of Fang Xingjian sword skills all came from memories a year later. At this moment, he had already confirmed nine points about his rebirth.

Then he heard him say again: "Then according to my original memory, teacher, you will help me participate in the royal monthly competition tomorrow, help me defeat other princes and win the first place. I can predict tomorrow's arrangements and results now."

"Monthly Little Race?" Fang Xingjian asked.

Charlotte explained that the so-called monthly competition refers to an assessment of the royal family. The Creek royal family comes from the ancient hell path and has never given up on the practice of the royal family since its establishment.

The monthly small comparison is an assessment of all royal children every month. Different rankings will receive different rewards, which is considered an urge to the royal children in their practice.

Fang Xingjian nodded: "Then you participate in the monthly competition tomorrow, and you can predict the outcome of the competition at that time." Naturally, he would not believe this kind of thing so easily, and more confirmation is needed.

"Okay." Charlotte nodded and agreed. After all, rebirth is of great importance, and he did not expect Fang Xingjian to believe so easily. He even felt a bit like a dream and the smallest day of the month tomorrow is just used to confirm his memory.

However, after he agreed, he reminded: "But my qualification for participation should have been cancelled by Morrod. This evil slave bullied me at a young age. Not only did he embezzle the property in the mansion, but he also reported to the Knights Association today and asked for leave."

Fang Xingjian asked casually: "Where did this Morodo come from?" As he spoke, his martial arts will had swept the entire second prince's palace and said slightly surprised: "Is this person actually a god-level powerhouse?"
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