11 Illusory Martial Pagoda (1/2)
Number 1: Zhao Kai, 1250 points!
Number 2: Feng Lin, 1228 points!
Number 3: Du Zhiming, 987 points!
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In the end, Feng Lin got number 2.
In Interstellar Era, the examination emphasized more on the martial portion over the written one.
After all, the written exam only tested the knowledge and theories, while the martial exam tested the genes and cultivation.
The universe was limitless, with countless races and ethnicities.
This seemingly vast universe looked spacious but was filled with conflict.
The cruel law of the jungle made every race stay alert, including humans. Once a mistake was made, the race would probably be finished.
Only by continuous evolutions could one establish their dominance in this cruel universe.
In contrast to the pure theories, genetic cultivation involved the evolution of life's fundamental nature. It was obviously the main focus of the exam.
Similar to the written exam, there was no limit to the points one could get in the martial exam.
It was calculated with a fixed formula. Based on the vitality as its main factor, with the speed and strength as its secondary factor, it concatenated the two to produce the final result.
This implied that with a high vitality score, fast speed, and powerful strength, the final score was without limits.
It was set this way to encourage people to cultivate diligently and to break through as soon as they could to become the actual Interstellar cultivator.
Feng Lin obtained a transformation in a very short time by using the genetic equation ability to improve himself.
However, he was just an ordinary man. No matter how great the change was, he would not become a supreme expert instantly.
There was still a huge discrepancy between his vitality and Zhao Kai's who was the first in class.
In the second exam, he got 640 points which were far behind Zhao Kai's 1000 points. His total score was slightly less than Zhao Kai's.
Regardless, he was one of the only two candidates who scored more than 1000 points in the class.
Du Zhiming, who ranked the third, had been left far behind and did not belong to the same category anymore.
Temporary lagging behind was not a big deal.
Feng Lin knew very well that his previous foundation of cultivation was terrible. Therefore, he did not expect to reach the sky in a single leap.
With the genetic equation, through strengthening and points accumulation, how fast would his progress be?
Perhaps, by the next exam, he would far surpass Zhao Kai. This man would never be the target that he pursued!
Feng Lin was certain about that.
In every class, only the top three were eligible to cultivate in the Illusory Martial Pagoda. As for the rest, the rankings were not important.
The bottom ten students were all extremely sad; they looked depressed and lethargic.
They lost the opportunities to sit for the pre-college exam and could only get a high school graduation certificate. They had to struggle for a living in society.
In the Interstellar Era, cruel competitions were everywhere.
Not only humans but the same thing also happened to schools too.
Each school would fight for a good ranking in the pre-college exam to keep its good reputation and gain a good source of elite students.
To achieve that, besides producing a genius who got excellent results, the enrollment rate played a vital role as well.
Some people who were fated to be ineligible for college would lower the enrollment rate.
Hence, some low-grade students in each of the classes would not make it for the pre-college exam every year. Plus, those who dropped out could not repeat the year. There was no such thing in the Interstellar Era.
Initially, Feng Lin had been one of them. Now, with his own effort, he outshined the others and became the second in his class.
Although Feng Lin was usually calm, he was secretly overjoyed at that moment.
Feng Clan reckoned that Feng Lin could not enroll in a college. Thus, they sent him for an internship in the clan's factory.
Now that Feng Lin made a firm and strong step, as long as he persevered, he would have enough capital to negotiate with his clan soon and escape from his destiny of being manipulated.
”The rest, please be dismissed. The three of you, follow me!” The female head teacher announced and signaled Feng Lin, Zhao Kai, and Du Zhiming to come along.
Out of the classroom, they rode on the school's magnetic floating train and headed to the cultivation building.
Along the journey, Zhao Kai and Du Zhiming laughed and chatted, but none of them glanced at Feng Lin. They both had a scornful look on their faces.
Feng Lin was reluctant to bother with them too. He sat on his seat and adjusted his breaths to recover the energy consumed in the previous martial exam.
Meanwhile, the head teacher beside was quietly surveying him. She wanted to see through this student who had risen from a clear disadvantage.
Undeniably, she did not discover anything about Feng Lin, only a calmness and maturity that exceeded his age.
At such a young age, he had a mature character. If there were nothing unexpected he would surely have a bright future.
She nodded to herself; her regard for Feng Lin increased slightly more.
The train was fast, and they arrived at an imposingly grand building soon. A big group had gathered at the entrance and waited in silence.
As they saw Feng Lin and the rest, they waved and greeted Zhao Kai and Du Zhiming.
There were only a few graduating classes in a single batch of high school. Thus, all the top students from different classes knew each other.
”Eh, why isn't Fang Shan here? Isn't he the third in your class all this while? Who is this fella?”
”How come we have never seen this guy?”
”Look at where he is standing, he seems like the second of the class. Did he push Du Zhiming to number three?”
”Since when did someone like this appear in the 17th class?”
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The students from other classes looked at Feng Lin who showed up suddenly as they were greeting Zhao Kai and Du Zhiming.
The female head teacher was chatting with other head teachers too while pointing at Feng Lin from afar.
Feng Lin lowered his head and meditated without being bothered.