Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 448 - 449: Raising Gu (4th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Chapter 448: Chapter 449: Raising Gu (4th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Elder Su Ling who stood before them was much more powerful than anyone Chu Fengmian had encountered in his life.

Although Chu Fengmian had seen powerhouses like Flower Conqueror and the ancestors of the Xu family, who had reached the realm of Life and Death, he was not remotely a match for Elder Su Ling. A mere wave of Elder Su Ling’s hand would likely be enough to annihilate a Life and Death realm expert like the ancestor of the Xu family.

The gap between each level of the Life and Death realm was vast and not easily bridged.

By allowing Elder Su Ling to preside over this year’s examination, Beimang Academy was also showing a display of might.

Presiding over the examination was no easy task. Among the million martial artists present, nearly every one of them was a highly talented genius with enormous pride.

Among them were individuals like Yan Gu, whose strength approached the Life and Death realm.

If these disciple candidates initiated a conflict or revolted, without sufficient strength, it would be a fool’s dream to suppress them.

Elder Su Ling, with a cultivation level at the fifth tier of the Life and Death realm and astonishingly great strength, was the only type of person who could contain the arrogance and ambition of these geniuses.

"You all are here to participate in the Beimang Academy exam, and you should already know the rules. First, hand over your Beimang Tokens for inspection. Only those with Beimang Tokens are eligible to participate in the exam,"

Elder Su Ling stated coldly.

Following his instructions, thousands of martial artists appeared.

These martial artists were all dressed in blue and were disciples of Beimang Academy, each of them beginning to meticulously inspect the Beimang Tokens.

"You, without a token, are not qualified to participate in this year’s exam. Get out!"

Suddenly, there was commotion up ahead. A martial artist seemed to be without a Beimang Token and was summarily thrown out by one of the academy’s disciples without any opportunity for explanation.

Beimang Academy always acted with such domineering force.

When it was Chu Fengmian’s turn, he and Han Yueli handed over their prepared Beimang Tokens, and the academy disciple glanced at them before returning them to Chu Fengmian.

However, the backs of the returned tokens now bore two new numbers.

Han Yueli’s was one hundred and three, and Chu Fengmian’s was nine hundred sixty-one.

"All examining disciples, proceed in order, one by one, into the interior. Groups of one hundred will participate in the exam,"

yelled Elder Su Ling from above.

All of a sudden, the tokens in some martial artists’ hands began to flicker, showing the number one on them.

One hundred people in total walked out together and headed towards the inner part of the palace.

The first group, the second group, the third group.

These numbers on their tokens were for grouping.

The martial artists left quickly - as one group left, the next group was called out.

"The next group."

As Elder Su Ling spoke again,

Han Yueli’s token lit up.

"It’s my turn."

Looking back at Chu Fengmian, Han Yueli immediately walked out and left.

Although the examination of Beimang Academy was extremely tough, Chu Fengmian had no concerns for Han Yueli.

After all, among the new disciples he saw this year, very few could compete with Han Yueli.

In her group, the assessment would be a cakewalk for her.

With fewer and fewer martial artists remaining in the palace, the number on Chu Fengmian’s token also lit up.

Chu Fengmian stepped out from the crowd and proceeded with others toward the interior of the palace.

Inside the palace, following guidance, they arrived at an immensely large fighting platform.

A melee on the platform.

The examination of Beimang Academy was simple - a battle royale on the platform.

Whoever could defeat everyone among a hundred people could directly join Beimang Academy.

Here, all other factors were meaningless; only strength could be relied upon.

"There’s only one rule: stand on the platform, and only one victor will be able to join Beimang Academy. The rest will be eliminated,"

instructed a Beimang Academy disciple, explaining the rules.

Many in Chu Fengmian’s group were attending the academy’s examination for the first time, and hearing such a brutal rule made their faces slightly tense.

However, they soon calmed down.

Daring to attend Beimang Academy, they were all somewhat renowned geniuses. Though the rule was brutal, no one was afraid.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash, I advise you all to wisely concede now, lest you won’t even have the chance to surrender on the platform,"

a martial artist said coldly, his words rife with arrogance.

He was a young man, his eyes sweeping over Chu Fengmian’s group with disdain.

He seemed to be an extremely haughty individual.

"Tu Xiong, it’s him. We’re done."

Some martial artists seemed to recognize the identity of this young man, and each of their faces turned pale.

Yet many more people were apparently not aware of this man’s identity and began asking.

"Who is this person? He seems incredibly strong."

"This is Tu Xiong. Although he’s not a disciple from a major family, he’s said to have encountered quite a few fortunate opportunities and is very strong."

"He already participated in the last exam but was unlucky to encounter a super powerful individual close to the Life and Death realm. Only after a long fight did he lose. His strength is enough to annihilate a peak Saint."

"What? A person who can contend with a Life and Death realm expert?"

Hearing this, many faces in the crowd turned considerably paler.

Being grouped with such a fierce individual was an absolute misfortune.

In the crowd, many were of Divine Power realm, level one or two, how could they possibly compete with such a fierce person.

Tu Xiong, hearing the crowd’s conversations, snorted coldly.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash. Anyone who doesn’t want to die, just leave. Save me the time,"

A few martial artists, aware of Tu Xiong’s strength upon hearing his words, left, albeit with extreme reluctance.

Once on the platform, it truly became a matter of life and death. In the heat of battle, there was no guarantee one could surrender.

If you can’t cry out in time, you might just die.

"I surrender."

"I do too."

About eight people immediately surrendered and left.

They had participated in the previous exam and knew they couldn’t win, so they left directly.

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