C70 (1/2)

At a corner teahouse in the Crimson Nimbus Martial School.

”Hehe, this year's children's willpower is quite good. Fifteen minutes have passed and there are still nearly three thousand people holding on. Several years ago, there weren't even two thousand people left.” The white-bearded old man from the Sword Arts Department smiled as he stroked his beard and said.

It's not like three years ago, when not only did Ouyang Yaojuan, a little girl with a sixth-grade martial talent, appear, but also a demon genius whose talent is not comparable to Ouyang Yaojuan's, but her battle prowess is one level higher than Ouyang Yaojuan's. Jiang Bo, two peerless geniuses appeared in the Crimson Nimbus Martial University's freshmen assessment together, which caused a huge sensation at that time.

The domineering old man shook his head, then looked at the old man wearing a black bamboo hat without revealing any emotion. ”What a pity, this Jiang Bo chose arcane skills, it really makes us envious.”

”Yes, this Jiang Bo is indeed a genius. He has already broken the record for the first round of the freshmen assessment that the Crimson Nimbus Martial School has never done for more than ten years, and now, after three years, he has grown up to become the number one person of the younger generation. In a few years, he will probably reach the Houtian realm and become the youngest Houtian martial artist in the Southern Reaches.”

An old man with white sideburns and thick eyebrows and big eyes spoke in a rough voice. His rough face carried a trace of admiration.

”Elder Diao, that's not necessarily true. In terms of training talent, our family's Ouyang Yaojuan is second, but no one is wrong. It's true that Jiang Bo's battle prowess surpasses those of the same level, but Ouyang Yaojuan is not bad either. If anyone wants to break through to the Houtian realm first, it must be Ouyang Yaojuan.”

When the white moustached old man from the Sword Arts Department heard the elder's words, he became a little displeased and immediately opened his mouth to argue.

The Axe Division's Old Shou Jie smiled and no longer argued. In any case, those two disciples were not his. There was no point in speaking any further.

Speaking of the records, I'm afraid that no one else in this batch of freshmen will be able to break them. Pan Xing, I think we're still far off from the record for the first stage. The records for the first stage are still around the same level as the records for the first stage.

The blade-like domineering old man pretended to inadvertently glance at the white moustached old man from the Sword Arts Department. His face was full of smiles as he spoke, but there was a hint of intention within his smile.

”Humph!” The white bearded old man from the Sword Arts Department gave a cold snort. He was very angry in his heart, but he had no way to refute him. That was the truth.