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In the heyday of the human race, the stars were shining!

Tianyun City, Shenwu Academy.

As the spring rains come to an end, summer is quietly coming.

The abundant sunlight makes the land lush and vibrant. The weather was a little hot, so there were a lot fewer pedestrians on the streets, but the Shenwu Academy was an extremely shocking scene at this time.

"Wow, so many people..."

Countless figures gathered in the wide square of the Shenwu Academy at this time, looking from afar, like a long dragon, densely packed, there were tens of thousands of people. These people are all students who come here, they are not very old, and they are all teenagers.

As one of the four major academies in the mainland, Shenwu Academy has a far-reaching reputation, and in the past years, it has cultivated dozens of strong people who are important in the entire continent, which can be described as a peach and plum all over the world.

The academy has a long history and has countless top-level exercises, as countless people say, entering the Shenwu Academy is like ascending to the sky in one step.

Today is the day when Shenwu Academy recruits new students, and it is already crowded, including many princes' children, and other sects and families will also send descendants.

It's just that the assessment of the Shenwu Academy is also extremely strict, and it doesn't take long for hundreds of teenagers to come out dejected, looking depressed and lonely.

In the center of the square is a tall stone monument that shines when each teenager touches it with his or her hand, and the examiner uses this as evidence to determine whether the requirements are met.

In ancient times, demons and evil were raging, and the great power of the human race and the sages observed the heavenly monument and realized the law, creating countless magical powers. He has used a series of cultivation systems to this day. The Shenwu Academy uses martial arts to enter the Dao, and this test stele can tap the maximum potential of these teenagers.

In order to thank the heavens for the nine stone tablets that were sent down from the sky, the sages of the human race named the ranks after the nine stars.

"Six-star martial power, medium, pass!"

Looking at the slightly dazzling light on the test stele, a middle-aged man announced it with an expressionless face, which immediately caused a commotion, and the crowd resounded with admiration and envy.

"The power of the six-star martial arts, it's terrifying. ”

"It's really amazing, I'm afraid that in two years at most, he will be able to become a real martial artist. ”

Compared with the cheers of the teenagers who passed the assessment, the tone of the middle-aged man was very indifferent, and he didn't even have too much emotion. Because there are too many monsters in the Divine Martial Academy, this kind of potential can only be inferior here.

The morning was spent in this mechanical busyness, thousands of people were assessed, but few passed, and those above the ninth floor were all defeated, and the elimination rate was staggeringly high.

It was already lunch time, and the figures in the square had dispersed a lot, and the middle-aged man sorted out the scrolls in his hands, which was his task to send people with genius potential to the cabinet alone to be the key training objects.

"Alas..." Silently, he stopped the movement in his hand and sighed deeply: "There are only two teenagers with the power of nine-star martial arts, and there are too few geniuses this year. ”

"Compared to him, are these people still geniuses?"

Looking deep into the depths of the college, a large complex of buildings can be faintly seen in the leafy woods, surrounded by stone monuments, and in the center, there are several tall statues, these are people who have made great contributions to the college, and the college has cast stone statues in honor of them for future generations to admire.

Among the many statues, there is one that is very special, because the others are old people with long beards and fairy bones, only this one has such a young face, even immature, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, confident and free, standing out among these statues, extremely eye-catching.

The middle-aged man sobered up from his contemplation, a hint of worry flashed in his indifferent eyes, and he muttered, "I don't know what happened to Lin Fan? Those villains will definitely not let go of the opportunity to hit him." ”

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In an indoor practice ground of the Shenwu Academy, although it was time to eat, it was still crowded, and the atmosphere was extremely hot, and bursts of cheers broke out from time to time in the field.

Today is also an annual assessment for old students.

Compared to here, the admission of new students is like a small thing. The assessment here is more rigorous, more severe. Don't think that you can sit back and relax when you enter the Shenwu Academy, if you waste time, don't know how to make progress, and if you don't pass the assessment, you will be demoted and punished, or even drop out, and it is this kind of benign system that makes the academy stronger and stronger.

These people are all in the prime of seventeen or eighteen years old, and the slightly immature faces of these teenagers are full of confidence and vitality. The girls have also shown their beauty and charm, although they are wearing monotonous school uniforms, they can hardly hide their delicate figures.

One by one, the students stepped forward in an orderly manner, and the larger test stele continued to shine, and a powerful middle-aged teacher announced them one by one, and immediately, the sound of discussion spread like a tide.

"Next, Lin Fan. ”

The middle-aged man shouted. The tone was indifferent, and as his voice fell, the audience fell silent for a moment, and everyone looked to a corner, and all kinds of complicated eyes were concentrated on the face of a thin young man.

The young man's body trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his head, revealing a slightly pale and delicate face under the black hair, he ignored everyone's gaze and walked towards the stage.

"Hey, hey...finally waited for this shit..."

"Pretend to be tall on weekdays, see how he makes a fool of himself..."

Lin Fan was very close to the test stele, only a few dozen steps, but he walked very slowly, listening to the undisguised ridicule in the crowd, and even some girls retreated in disgust, as if they were afraid of getting too close to him and getting contaminated with bad luck.

"Wait a minute!"

When Lin Fan's palm was about to touch the test stele, the middle-aged man on the side stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Lin Fan's voice was hoarse, his tone was indifferent, and his clear eyes clearly captured the disdain that flashed in the former's eyes.

The middle-aged man showed a hypocritical smile and said, "Lin Fan, don't blame me for not reminding you, last time you didn't pass the test, in view of the 'micro-end' contribution you have made to the academy, the dean takes special care, if you can't complete the assessment today, you will be given a month of grace, if you still don't make progress, you can only be withdrawn." ”

"It's useless for you to give him another ten years..."

"yes, it's good that he doesn't regress..."

The disdainful ridicule from around him was like a sharp thorn piercing his heart, making the young man's breathing slightly short.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, touched his palm on the rough stone tablet, and slowly closed his eyes. A moment later, the yellow-colored stele suddenly lit up, and the eyes of everyone in the audience were staring at it.

"Three-star warrior. Level: Low. Failed. ”

Looking at the shiny and even somewhat dazzling numbers on the stone stele, Lin Fan's face was expressionless, and the sharp nails of his clenched palms were deeply embedded in the flesh and blood because of the force, bringing a sense of pain that pierced his heart.

The middle-aged man on the side seemed to have expected that he would proudly announce the results, and as soon as he blurted out his words, it was not surprising that there was a commotion of ridicule in the crowded square.

"Three-star martial artist, hehe...do you still have the face to stay in the Shenwu Academy?"

"It's really a shame for the academy..."

"If it weren't for the elders to protect him, he would have gotten out a long time ago..."

"Alas, the once genius demon has now fallen to such a point..."

In the ridicule and regretful sighs, the self-deprecation at the corners of Lin Fan's mouth became even more bitter, and his dark eyes swept over these mocking classmates.

"People are warm and cold, maybe because they once couldn't reach their heights, and now they want to enjoy the feeling of trampling on genius. ”

Turning around lonely, he quietly returned to the last row of the line, a lonely figure, somewhat out of place with the world around him.

"Next, Yunmeng!"

In the noisy crowd, the middle-aged man's voice sounded again.

As this somewhat elegant name sounded, the crowd suddenly quieted down, and all eyes suddenly shifted.

The convergence of sight is a slim girl, with a cold and indifferent temperament, like the first bloom of a clear lotus, at such an age, he already has a refined temperament, I dare not imagine how he will be in the future.

Yun Menglian moved slightly, the air flowed with the fragrance of orchid and musk, and when she walked in front of the stone tablet, her white palm as white as jade poked out, and she was silent for a moment, and the dazzling light bloomed.

"Seven-Star Martial Artist, Advanced!"

The middle-aged man's voice trembled, and the audience fell silent.

Lin Fan in the distance also raised his head, and a sincere smile rose on the corner of his mouth. Yun Meng on the stage seemed to be aware of it, and as soon as the eyes of the two made contact, Lin Fan dodged away.

"Seven-star martial artist, it's terrifying..."

"The first master of the third grade is none other than Miss Yunmeng"

Many people swallowed involuntarily, their eyes full of awe.

A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he said with a slight restraint: "Yunmeng, congratulations, you have a different talent, and you have entered the ranks of seven-star martial artists at the age of seventeen, and you are the second person in the Divine Martial Academy. ”

As soon as his words fell, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Fan again.

Yes, Yunmeng is the second person, and the first person is Lin Fan, who was once revered as a god, but now he has suffered endless ridicule.

No matter how jealous and disdainful these people were, they had to admit that Lin Fan was so high-spirited three years ago, known as a generation of Tianjiao, and at the age of sixteen, he had already entered the ranks of seven-star martial artists, with immeasurable potential and unlimited scenery.

It's just that the road of genius is tortuous, because of an incident three years ago, Lin Fan suffered the most cruel blow, and it was after that day that he fell off the altar.

A thing that many people may have forgotten or tried to forget, but among the countless parties, only Lin Fan can no longer remember half of it, and the memory of that moment seems to have been wiped out and turned into a blank. It's so weird that even the people who have been in contact with it can't really tell it, and this is also a memory that those people don't want to mention.

After that day, Lin Fan had undergone a drastic change, and it seemed that he had really lost too much.