Chapter 15
: Relaxed and carefree, rising in rank!
The entire academy was plunged into shock.
Gu Lin bent over and lifted the tripod with great force.
In just ten breaths, he lifted the cauldron ten times without any effort.
At this moment, countless prominent figures in Shiyang looked astonished, their eyes filled with disbelief.
The chief bodyguard of Tongxing Escort Agency looked at his subordinates, his voice filled with disbelief:
"Changchuan's son is a genius!"
"To deliberately feign ignorance and endure over a decade of ridicule—what a terrifying mental fortitude that requires!"
"The best achievement of a student at the Heavenly Rank Academy, who is at the third level of the Qi Condensation Realm, is lifting the cauldron ten times."
"Gu Lin has done it thirteen times now..."
The bodyguards looked bitter, and a hint of jealousy welled up in their eyes.
They often teased Gu Changchuan.
After today, who in the escort agency won't envy Gu Changchuan?
As Gu Lin continued lifting the tripod, Li Qingwu's emotions nearly exploded. This spineless coward she despised was now so dazzling, and his talent far surpassed that of his peers.
In the center of the high platform, the blood and qi gradually faded.
The nineteenth time lifting the tripod.
The academy's elites felt a tightness in their throats, and their expressions grew increasingly dejected.
When the useless students from the Wasteland Education Bureau appeared, they felt nothing but disdain, and even a sense of humiliation. Did the Wasteland Education Bureau even deserve to compete with them?
Perhaps in Gu Jingming's eyes, they were the most ridiculous.
Li Qingwu's heart pounded, her limbs went numb and stiff, and her shocked and angry expression turned into one of fear.
The twenty-first time.
Twenty-two times.
Twenty-three times.
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Until the twenty-sixth attempt, I was exhausted!
Li Qingwu lowered her head, her fingers quietly digging into her palm from under her sleeves; the intense stinging pain was nothing compared to the agony in her heart.
I am at the fifth level of Qi Condensation Realm, and I can only lift the cauldron twenty-five times.
This is tantamount to slapping her hard in public!
The assistants from the four major government offices exchanged glances, their eyes revealing a rare look of amazement.
Is this Gu Lin very talented?
No.
In their eyes, the third level of Qi Condensation Realm was nothing special.
But the sheer volume of his internal energy was terrifying!
Not to mention crushing his peers at Shiyang Academy, he would be considered an outstanding individual even in the vast Chu Prefecture.
Unfortunately, he lacked talent and couldn't improve his cultivation level.
In the dead silence, Gu Lin returned to his position expressionlessly.
He was actually very disappointed.
But ultimately, he only had the cultivation level of the third level of Qi Condensation Realm. He had done his best, and the only way to achieve good results was to succeed in the remaining two levels.
"Gu Lin!"
"Gu Lin!"
Suddenly, Zhao, the instructor in the square, raised his fist and cheered. A sharp and abrupt voice rang out.
Although I did not play any guiding role in Gu Jingming's cultivation, I was nominally an instructor at the Huangzi School.
I am honored to be here at this moment!
Even the worthless trash from the Desolate School can trample the elites of the Heavenly School underfoot!
"Gu Jingming is mighty! Gu Jingming is domineering!!" Little Fatty Wang Mu also shouted excitedly.
Although his friend's success made him feel uncomfortable, Jingming's silent humiliation of the elites of the Tianzi Academy excited him greatly.
On the high platform, the ghostwriter continued calling out names:
"Zhu Yuting".
Countless onlookers recovered from the shock of Gu Lin lifting the tripod and adjusted their emotions to focus on the high platform.
Originally, it seemed that the two clowns were trying to disrupt the order and gain fame.
Since Gu Lin has been keeping a low profile and has been lying low for a long time.
Is Zhu Yuting of the Yellow-branded school administration as simple as he appears on the surface?
Could he also have the cultivation level of the third stage of Qi Condensation Realm?
As the gaunt young man silently approached the bronze cauldron, all the acupoints in his body opened, and his internal energy circulated in a highly orderly manner through a small cycle.
All was silent!
It's absolutely terrifying!
Dean Yan of the academy's eyes trembled violently, and even the Kirin Prince Zhao Yao was extremely surprised.
Qi Condensation Realm, Seventh Level!
Everyone except the ghostwriter was numb, their hearts filled with turbulent waves, one after another.
The shock Gu Lin brought them was far less than that of Zhu Yuting.
Zhu Yuting easily lifted the tripod thirty-six times.
Yan Shouxu, known as the "Tomb Tiger Prince," was deathly pale, as if all his strength had been drained from his body.
"Young Master Tora, do you even deserve to be called one?"
Amidst much anticipation, Zhu Yuting's final score was fifty-one.
Both being at the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Realm, he lifted the cauldron fifteen more times than Yan Shouxu.
Yan Shouxu is the eldest grandson of the academy's dean, which means he enjoyed the best resources for cultivation.
And what about Zhu Yuting?
An unknown student at the Fourth School District, he made it all through his own hard work!
Zhu Yuting remained calm throughout, and in the eyes of all the spectators, Zhu Tianjiao truly embodied the spirit of remaining unmoved even when mountains crumble before one's eyes!
"Well hidden." After a brief moment of surprise, Young Master Zhao Yao regained his composure.
No matter how strong others are, it has nothing to do with him.
No one in the entire Shiyang Academy was qualified to be treated as an equal by him; he could only look down from a high place!
The ghostwriter continued calling out names.
Half an hour later, the first selection process came to an end.
The swordsman from the Heavenly Mystery Guard strode forward, holding a sheet of Xuan paper, and said in a resounding voice:
"Final rankings".
"First, Zhao Yao."
"Second, Zhu Yuting."
Third, strictly adhere to order.
"Wu Tong, Yan Zhengzhao, Li Jiuzhi, Liu Si, Wei Yuan."
"Ninth, Gu Lin."
"Tenth, Li Qingwu."
"Eleventh, Wei Xuan."
"Twelfth, Lin Yan'er."
"........."
The entire academy listened attentively.
If it weren't for the sudden emergence of two "lurking" players, their ranking would have been as they had predicted before the competition.
Gu Lin was one thing, but Zhu Yuting was truly outrageous!
Li Qingwu stared intently at Gu Lin in the distance.
However, Gu Lin didn't look at her once from beginning to end.
She was so angry that the coldness in her eyes almost froze into ice; that kind of disregard was a form of humiliation!
I'm actually ranked one place lower than that guy surnamed Gu!
This deeply hurt her self-esteem!
She must win the remaining two; she cannot accept that her former despicable lackeys, the spineless cowards she once despised, are now standing above her, swaggering around!
After the ghostwriter finished announcing the rankings, he said in a clear and decisive voice:
"The second test is to assess the practitioner's ability to react and judge when faced with danger."
"Holding the sacred ritual implements!"
Upon hearing the words "sacred site artifact," the entire audience held their breath.
As you can tell from its name, this is an artifact unique to the four holy sites.
Amidst countless expectant gazes, the knife-wielder brought in a jade disc, eight feet long and five feet wide, its surface riddled with holes, and a pair of footprints on the front.
The ghostwriter's words were concise and to the point:
"This wall can launch arrows, and the number of arrows increases and the speed increases."
"Participants must stand in front and cannot move; the final score is determined by the number of arrows they dodge."
Before the contestants could even think, the ghostwriter immediately called out names according to the first ranking:
"Zhao Yao!"
Zhao Yao strolled leisurely toward the jade disc.
When he stepped onto those footprints, his thighs felt as if they were filled with lead and he couldn't move, but his internal energy was unaffected; only a strong pressure enveloped the surrounding area.
"Begin!" the swordsman commanded, activating the magical artifact.
call out--
Countless onlookers were still in shock.
An arrow shot out of the jade disc, heading straight for Zhao Yao's forehead.
Zhao Yao flicked his fingertips, snapping the arrow in two.
shhhhh--
In the next instant, five arrows were at close range, but Zhao Yao dealt with them calmly.
Then ten arrows enveloped all parts of his body, but Zhao Yao remained focused.
Eighteen breaths later, a barrage of arrows rained down, and Zhao Yao's internal energy defenses broke down. An inconspicuous arrow pierced Zhao Yao's shoulder.
There was no pain or blood; the arrow fell off on its own.
The man who had been holding the knife spoke in a booming voice:
"Zhao Yao, two hundred and eight arrows!"
Zhao Yao remained as dashing as ever, lightly flicking his sleeves as he left with his head held high.
County Magistrate Zhao quickly looked at the swordsman in the Martial Peak Hall and respectfully inquired:
"How is my son?"
The latter nodded with a smile:
"Stunning!"
The two-word evaluation alone tells you just how remarkable this achievement is.
Next up was Zhu Yuting.
This is the most watched prodigy besides the Qilin Prince, and everyone in Shiyang County wants to know how well he is hiding his true identity.
Zhu Yuting's final score was 115 arrows!
When Yan Shouxu's name was called, this young master of the tomb was obviously extremely nervous. Without comparison, there is no gap. His cultivation level was about the same as Zhu Yuting's, and in this aspect, his performance absolutely could not be worse than Zhu Yuting's!
However, not only was he greatly disappointed, but even the academy's dean sighed in despair.
Strictly adhere to the order, seventy-eight arrows!
At this moment, the square was filled with noise and discussion:
How much more surprises can Zhu Yuting bring to Shiyang County?
"It seems Young Master Yan is about to step down and give way to more capable individuals; the young masters are truly the second greatest talents of the academy!!"
After this battle, Zhu Yuting's name will be known throughout the streets and alleys.
Then Wu Tong, Yan Zhengzhao, and Li Jiuzhi took the stage, scoring 45, 43, and 42 respectively.
After Wei Yuan, it was Gu Lin's turn.
When the ghostwriter read out Gu Lin's name, everyone focused intently.
In fact, many onlookers, including the academy's higher-ups, believed that Gu Lin's success in the first test was purely by chance, probably due to his cultivation of a special technique to enhance his internal energy.
If you are truly talented, why are you only at the third level of Qi Condensation?
If Gu Lin's performance in this area is mediocre, he may risk falling out of the top twenty!
Whether it's genuine skill or just taking shortcuts, it's easy to tell at a glance!
Gu Lin stood on the jade wall, closing his eyes to rest and focusing his mind.
Unable to move his feet meant he couldn't use the Lingbo Weibu technique, thus defeating his greatest trump card.
But he knew the moves of Lingbo Weibu like the back of his hand, including how to store power in each acupoint. With such a solid foundation, he was very confident in this skill.
Sure enough, he dealt with the first fifty arrows with ease.
But when this scene was witnessed by everyone present, they felt as if they were being choked and unable to breathe, and their emotions surged like a tidal wave!
Gu Lin's grades actually surpassed those of the four outstanding students from the academy: Wu, Yan, Li, and Wei.
And it's effortless and relaxing!
Li Qingwu was struck dumb, and dared not even look at the jade disc anymore. The dazzling moment that she thought belonged to her had been completely stolen by the man surnamed Gu.
What angered her most was that he was the good-for-nothing she despised the most!
The exclamations of admiration inside and outside the square were like sharp blades, deeply piercing Li Qingwu's heart and causing her blood and qi to become disordered.
As Gu Lin's score approached seventy-five arrows, the academy's senior officials, county government officials, and even the noble ghostwriter all stood up solemnly.
Seventy-eight...
Seventy-nine...
eighty.......
He surpassed Yan Shouxu, the young master of the Tomb Tiger, with his Qi Condensation Realm Level 3!
The Wasteland Academy, known as the Land of Bookworms, the most crippled and incompetent school, gave the Heavenly Academy a severe slap in the face!
Gu Lin's final score was one hundred arrows!
When he turned around, the air around him seemed to freeze.
Everyone was watching this calm and composed young man.
Despite being at the third level of the Qi Condensation Realm, he possessed an astonishingly high level of reaction and judgment!
At this moment, Young Master Zhao Yao, the Qilin Prince, also began to examine the former "Desolate" parasites.
Zhu Yuting looked Gu Lin up and down. He was just unknown and had not been talked about, but Gu Lin lived in the midst of ridicule and sarcasm and remained calm. Such mentality was really scary!
The ghostwriters exchanged glances, and without exception, their colleagues were all horrified.
If Zhao Yao's achievements were outstanding, then Gu Lin's were exceptional!
"Li Qingwu." The swordsman calmed himself and continued calling out the name.
When it was Li Qingwu's turn, she subconsciously looked at her former lackey.
There is still no investment or attention.
She preferred to see the other person's smug and arrogant expression, refusing to even look at them; it was a silent humiliation!
Li Qingwu struggled to compose herself before stepping onto the jade wall to face the arrows.
She knew she relied on her secret leg abilities to enhance her reflexes, but she longed to outmaneuver the man surnamed Gu.
As she wished, her final score was forty-seven arrows.
Yes, she actually surpassed her classmates Wu Yan and Li Wei.
However, compared to Gu Lin, they are less than half.
If it weren't for that person surnamed Gu, I could be holding my head high and receiving praise from the entire Shiyang County. But compared to such a splendid person, my own achievements pale in comparison.
The assessment continues.
The person in charge of calling out names kept calling out names, and contestants kept stepping onto the jade wall.
However, aside from the participants' parents, relatives, and friends, people inside and outside the academy were no longer paying much attention; they were still quietly discussing two names—
Zhu Yuting and Gu Lin.
In this project, Gu Lin's impact on them far surpassed that of Zhu Yuting.
After all, Gu Lin only has the cultivation level of the third stage of Qi Condensation!
An hour later, the assessment finally ended.
The Heavenly Guard, clad in an orange flying fish robe, cleared his throat and slowly announced the rankings:
"First, Zhao Yao."
"Second, Zhu Yuting."
Third, Gu Lin.
Fourth, strictly adhere to order.
Fifth, Liu Si.
"Sixth, Li Qingwu."
"........."
Seeing Li Qingwu's dejected and lost appearance with her head down, the elite member of the top-tier academy beside her couldn't help but remind her:
"Qingwu, why let your former lackeys disturb your peace of mind? Your grades are basically guaranteed to put you in the top twenty. Then it will be a real combat competition. How much fighting power do you think Gu Lin has?"
Upon hearing this, Li Qingwu suddenly realized something, as if struck by a thunderbolt.
If someone surnamed Gu has high talent, how come he's only at the third level of Qi Condensation?
Low talent means a slow pace of learning martial arts techniques and a low level of proficiency.
The ten seeded spots will ultimately be decided on the dueling stage!
Gu Lin stood on the high platform, unconcerned about the gazes around him.
After the two tests, my overall score should be in the range of fourth to sixth. Even if I rank forty or fifty in the third test, I can still squeeze into the top twenty.
He wasn't worried about the academy selection competition at all; the hellish Holy Land selection competition was his ultimate goal!
For him, failing to join the Holy Land was a failure, and becoming a noble ghostwriter was also a failure!
Now, he is still far behind Zhao Yao. Compared to Song Shiwei, the pride of Youxi County, what is Zhao Yao?
Just as I was pondering this, the ghostwriter announced the final test.
Gu Lin bent over and lifted the tripod with great force.
In just ten breaths, he lifted the cauldron ten times without any effort.
At this moment, countless prominent figures in Shiyang looked astonished, their eyes filled with disbelief.
The chief bodyguard of Tongxing Escort Agency looked at his subordinates, his voice filled with disbelief:
"Changchuan's son is a genius!"
"To deliberately feign ignorance and endure over a decade of ridicule—what a terrifying mental fortitude that requires!"
"The best achievement of a student at the Heavenly Rank Academy, who is at the third level of the Qi Condensation Realm, is lifting the cauldron ten times."
"Gu Lin has done it thirteen times now..."
The bodyguards looked bitter, and a hint of jealousy welled up in their eyes.
They often teased Gu Changchuan.
After today, who in the escort agency won't envy Gu Changchuan?
As Gu Lin continued lifting the tripod, Li Qingwu's emotions nearly exploded. This spineless coward she despised was now so dazzling, and his talent far surpassed that of his peers.
In the center of the high platform, the blood and qi gradually faded.
The nineteenth time lifting the tripod.
The academy's elites felt a tightness in their throats, and their expressions grew increasingly dejected.
When the useless students from the Wasteland Education Bureau appeared, they felt nothing but disdain, and even a sense of humiliation. Did the Wasteland Education Bureau even deserve to compete with them?
Perhaps in Gu Jingming's eyes, they were the most ridiculous.
Li Qingwu's heart pounded, her limbs went numb and stiff, and her shocked and angry expression turned into one of fear.
The twenty-first time.
Twenty-two times.
Twenty-three times.
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Until the twenty-sixth attempt, I was exhausted!
Li Qingwu lowered her head, her fingers quietly digging into her palm from under her sleeves; the intense stinging pain was nothing compared to the agony in her heart.
I am at the fifth level of Qi Condensation Realm, and I can only lift the cauldron twenty-five times.
This is tantamount to slapping her hard in public!
The assistants from the four major government offices exchanged glances, their eyes revealing a rare look of amazement.
Is this Gu Lin very talented?
No.
In their eyes, the third level of Qi Condensation Realm was nothing special.
But the sheer volume of his internal energy was terrifying!
Not to mention crushing his peers at Shiyang Academy, he would be considered an outstanding individual even in the vast Chu Prefecture.
Unfortunately, he lacked talent and couldn't improve his cultivation level.
In the dead silence, Gu Lin returned to his position expressionlessly.
He was actually very disappointed.
But ultimately, he only had the cultivation level of the third level of Qi Condensation Realm. He had done his best, and the only way to achieve good results was to succeed in the remaining two levels.
"Gu Lin!"
"Gu Lin!"
Suddenly, Zhao, the instructor in the square, raised his fist and cheered. A sharp and abrupt voice rang out.
Although I did not play any guiding role in Gu Jingming's cultivation, I was nominally an instructor at the Huangzi School.
I am honored to be here at this moment!
Even the worthless trash from the Desolate School can trample the elites of the Heavenly School underfoot!
"Gu Jingming is mighty! Gu Jingming is domineering!!" Little Fatty Wang Mu also shouted excitedly.
Although his friend's success made him feel uncomfortable, Jingming's silent humiliation of the elites of the Tianzi Academy excited him greatly.
On the high platform, the ghostwriter continued calling out names:
"Zhu Yuting".
Countless onlookers recovered from the shock of Gu Lin lifting the tripod and adjusted their emotions to focus on the high platform.
Originally, it seemed that the two clowns were trying to disrupt the order and gain fame.
Since Gu Lin has been keeping a low profile and has been lying low for a long time.
Is Zhu Yuting of the Yellow-branded school administration as simple as he appears on the surface?
Could he also have the cultivation level of the third stage of Qi Condensation Realm?
As the gaunt young man silently approached the bronze cauldron, all the acupoints in his body opened, and his internal energy circulated in a highly orderly manner through a small cycle.
All was silent!
It's absolutely terrifying!
Dean Yan of the academy's eyes trembled violently, and even the Kirin Prince Zhao Yao was extremely surprised.
Qi Condensation Realm, Seventh Level!
Everyone except the ghostwriter was numb, their hearts filled with turbulent waves, one after another.
The shock Gu Lin brought them was far less than that of Zhu Yuting.
Zhu Yuting easily lifted the tripod thirty-six times.
Yan Shouxu, known as the "Tomb Tiger Prince," was deathly pale, as if all his strength had been drained from his body.
"Young Master Tora, do you even deserve to be called one?"
Amidst much anticipation, Zhu Yuting's final score was fifty-one.
Both being at the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Realm, he lifted the cauldron fifteen more times than Yan Shouxu.
Yan Shouxu is the eldest grandson of the academy's dean, which means he enjoyed the best resources for cultivation.
And what about Zhu Yuting?
An unknown student at the Fourth School District, he made it all through his own hard work!
Zhu Yuting remained calm throughout, and in the eyes of all the spectators, Zhu Tianjiao truly embodied the spirit of remaining unmoved even when mountains crumble before one's eyes!
"Well hidden." After a brief moment of surprise, Young Master Zhao Yao regained his composure.
No matter how strong others are, it has nothing to do with him.
No one in the entire Shiyang Academy was qualified to be treated as an equal by him; he could only look down from a high place!
The ghostwriter continued calling out names.
Half an hour later, the first selection process came to an end.
The swordsman from the Heavenly Mystery Guard strode forward, holding a sheet of Xuan paper, and said in a resounding voice:
"Final rankings".
"First, Zhao Yao."
"Second, Zhu Yuting."
Third, strictly adhere to order.
"Wu Tong, Yan Zhengzhao, Li Jiuzhi, Liu Si, Wei Yuan."
"Ninth, Gu Lin."
"Tenth, Li Qingwu."
"Eleventh, Wei Xuan."
"Twelfth, Lin Yan'er."
"........."
The entire academy listened attentively.
If it weren't for the sudden emergence of two "lurking" players, their ranking would have been as they had predicted before the competition.
Gu Lin was one thing, but Zhu Yuting was truly outrageous!
Li Qingwu stared intently at Gu Lin in the distance.
However, Gu Lin didn't look at her once from beginning to end.
She was so angry that the coldness in her eyes almost froze into ice; that kind of disregard was a form of humiliation!
I'm actually ranked one place lower than that guy surnamed Gu!
This deeply hurt her self-esteem!
She must win the remaining two; she cannot accept that her former despicable lackeys, the spineless cowards she once despised, are now standing above her, swaggering around!
After the ghostwriter finished announcing the rankings, he said in a clear and decisive voice:
"The second test is to assess the practitioner's ability to react and judge when faced with danger."
"Holding the sacred ritual implements!"
Upon hearing the words "sacred site artifact," the entire audience held their breath.
As you can tell from its name, this is an artifact unique to the four holy sites.
Amidst countless expectant gazes, the knife-wielder brought in a jade disc, eight feet long and five feet wide, its surface riddled with holes, and a pair of footprints on the front.
The ghostwriter's words were concise and to the point:
"This wall can launch arrows, and the number of arrows increases and the speed increases."
"Participants must stand in front and cannot move; the final score is determined by the number of arrows they dodge."
Before the contestants could even think, the ghostwriter immediately called out names according to the first ranking:
"Zhao Yao!"
Zhao Yao strolled leisurely toward the jade disc.
When he stepped onto those footprints, his thighs felt as if they were filled with lead and he couldn't move, but his internal energy was unaffected; only a strong pressure enveloped the surrounding area.
"Begin!" the swordsman commanded, activating the magical artifact.
call out--
Countless onlookers were still in shock.
An arrow shot out of the jade disc, heading straight for Zhao Yao's forehead.
Zhao Yao flicked his fingertips, snapping the arrow in two.
shhhhh--
In the next instant, five arrows were at close range, but Zhao Yao dealt with them calmly.
Then ten arrows enveloped all parts of his body, but Zhao Yao remained focused.
Eighteen breaths later, a barrage of arrows rained down, and Zhao Yao's internal energy defenses broke down. An inconspicuous arrow pierced Zhao Yao's shoulder.
There was no pain or blood; the arrow fell off on its own.
The man who had been holding the knife spoke in a booming voice:
"Zhao Yao, two hundred and eight arrows!"
Zhao Yao remained as dashing as ever, lightly flicking his sleeves as he left with his head held high.
County Magistrate Zhao quickly looked at the swordsman in the Martial Peak Hall and respectfully inquired:
"How is my son?"
The latter nodded with a smile:
"Stunning!"
The two-word evaluation alone tells you just how remarkable this achievement is.
Next up was Zhu Yuting.
This is the most watched prodigy besides the Qilin Prince, and everyone in Shiyang County wants to know how well he is hiding his true identity.
Zhu Yuting's final score was 115 arrows!
When Yan Shouxu's name was called, this young master of the tomb was obviously extremely nervous. Without comparison, there is no gap. His cultivation level was about the same as Zhu Yuting's, and in this aspect, his performance absolutely could not be worse than Zhu Yuting's!
However, not only was he greatly disappointed, but even the academy's dean sighed in despair.
Strictly adhere to the order, seventy-eight arrows!
At this moment, the square was filled with noise and discussion:
How much more surprises can Zhu Yuting bring to Shiyang County?
"It seems Young Master Yan is about to step down and give way to more capable individuals; the young masters are truly the second greatest talents of the academy!!"
After this battle, Zhu Yuting's name will be known throughout the streets and alleys.
Then Wu Tong, Yan Zhengzhao, and Li Jiuzhi took the stage, scoring 45, 43, and 42 respectively.
After Wei Yuan, it was Gu Lin's turn.
When the ghostwriter read out Gu Lin's name, everyone focused intently.
In fact, many onlookers, including the academy's higher-ups, believed that Gu Lin's success in the first test was purely by chance, probably due to his cultivation of a special technique to enhance his internal energy.
If you are truly talented, why are you only at the third level of Qi Condensation?
If Gu Lin's performance in this area is mediocre, he may risk falling out of the top twenty!
Whether it's genuine skill or just taking shortcuts, it's easy to tell at a glance!
Gu Lin stood on the jade wall, closing his eyes to rest and focusing his mind.
Unable to move his feet meant he couldn't use the Lingbo Weibu technique, thus defeating his greatest trump card.
But he knew the moves of Lingbo Weibu like the back of his hand, including how to store power in each acupoint. With such a solid foundation, he was very confident in this skill.
Sure enough, he dealt with the first fifty arrows with ease.
But when this scene was witnessed by everyone present, they felt as if they were being choked and unable to breathe, and their emotions surged like a tidal wave!
Gu Lin's grades actually surpassed those of the four outstanding students from the academy: Wu, Yan, Li, and Wei.
And it's effortless and relaxing!
Li Qingwu was struck dumb, and dared not even look at the jade disc anymore. The dazzling moment that she thought belonged to her had been completely stolen by the man surnamed Gu.
What angered her most was that he was the good-for-nothing she despised the most!
The exclamations of admiration inside and outside the square were like sharp blades, deeply piercing Li Qingwu's heart and causing her blood and qi to become disordered.
As Gu Lin's score approached seventy-five arrows, the academy's senior officials, county government officials, and even the noble ghostwriter all stood up solemnly.
Seventy-eight...
Seventy-nine...
eighty.......
He surpassed Yan Shouxu, the young master of the Tomb Tiger, with his Qi Condensation Realm Level 3!
The Wasteland Academy, known as the Land of Bookworms, the most crippled and incompetent school, gave the Heavenly Academy a severe slap in the face!
Gu Lin's final score was one hundred arrows!
When he turned around, the air around him seemed to freeze.
Everyone was watching this calm and composed young man.
Despite being at the third level of the Qi Condensation Realm, he possessed an astonishingly high level of reaction and judgment!
At this moment, Young Master Zhao Yao, the Qilin Prince, also began to examine the former "Desolate" parasites.
Zhu Yuting looked Gu Lin up and down. He was just unknown and had not been talked about, but Gu Lin lived in the midst of ridicule and sarcasm and remained calm. Such mentality was really scary!
The ghostwriters exchanged glances, and without exception, their colleagues were all horrified.
If Zhao Yao's achievements were outstanding, then Gu Lin's were exceptional!
"Li Qingwu." The swordsman calmed himself and continued calling out the name.
When it was Li Qingwu's turn, she subconsciously looked at her former lackey.
There is still no investment or attention.
She preferred to see the other person's smug and arrogant expression, refusing to even look at them; it was a silent humiliation!
Li Qingwu struggled to compose herself before stepping onto the jade wall to face the arrows.
She knew she relied on her secret leg abilities to enhance her reflexes, but she longed to outmaneuver the man surnamed Gu.
As she wished, her final score was forty-seven arrows.
Yes, she actually surpassed her classmates Wu Yan and Li Wei.
However, compared to Gu Lin, they are less than half.
If it weren't for that person surnamed Gu, I could be holding my head high and receiving praise from the entire Shiyang County. But compared to such a splendid person, my own achievements pale in comparison.
The assessment continues.
The person in charge of calling out names kept calling out names, and contestants kept stepping onto the jade wall.
However, aside from the participants' parents, relatives, and friends, people inside and outside the academy were no longer paying much attention; they were still quietly discussing two names—
Zhu Yuting and Gu Lin.
In this project, Gu Lin's impact on them far surpassed that of Zhu Yuting.
After all, Gu Lin only has the cultivation level of the third stage of Qi Condensation!
An hour later, the assessment finally ended.
The Heavenly Guard, clad in an orange flying fish robe, cleared his throat and slowly announced the rankings:
"First, Zhao Yao."
"Second, Zhu Yuting."
Third, Gu Lin.
Fourth, strictly adhere to order.
Fifth, Liu Si.
"Sixth, Li Qingwu."
"........."
Seeing Li Qingwu's dejected and lost appearance with her head down, the elite member of the top-tier academy beside her couldn't help but remind her:
"Qingwu, why let your former lackeys disturb your peace of mind? Your grades are basically guaranteed to put you in the top twenty. Then it will be a real combat competition. How much fighting power do you think Gu Lin has?"
Upon hearing this, Li Qingwu suddenly realized something, as if struck by a thunderbolt.
If someone surnamed Gu has high talent, how come he's only at the third level of Qi Condensation?
Low talent means a slow pace of learning martial arts techniques and a low level of proficiency.
The ten seeded spots will ultimately be decided on the dueling stage!
Gu Lin stood on the high platform, unconcerned about the gazes around him.
After the two tests, my overall score should be in the range of fourth to sixth. Even if I rank forty or fifty in the third test, I can still squeeze into the top twenty.
He wasn't worried about the academy selection competition at all; the hellish Holy Land selection competition was his ultimate goal!
For him, failing to join the Holy Land was a failure, and becoming a noble ghostwriter was also a failure!
Now, he is still far behind Zhao Yao. Compared to Song Shiwei, the pride of Youxi County, what is Zhao Yao?
Just as I was pondering this, the ghostwriter announced the final test.