Entering the Academy and Bone Assessment, Shocking the Academy Head

Two taels of silver!

Wang Yuan's heart tightened.

This was almost the last bit of money he had borrowed from the Interest Upon Interest bank.

But without the slightest hesitation, when the disciple in charge of registration from the Fist Academy looked over, he silently took out the remaining two taels of broken silver from his robes and handed it over.

The disciple weighed it and noted his name.

"Wang Yuan of Bluestone Alley."

The richly dressed youths beside him paid no mind to this; two taels of silver were nothing more than pocket money to them.

From the commoner side, however, a suppressed commotion and gasps arose.

Clearly, this sum was a heavy burden for many families.

Zheng Shan's voice rang out again:

"Once the silver is paid, line up to have your bone structure tested."

"Bone structure is the foundation of martial arts. The strength of your meridians and bones, and the potential for carrying Blood Essence, all lie here."

"Comprehension is formless, but bone structure has substance."

"Our Panshi Fist Academy only keeps those with potential."

"Within three months, if you cannot grasp the basics of 'Panshi Fist,' you will leave on your own accord. Even with a thousand pieces of gold, we will not keep you."

These words struck many hearts like heavy hammers.

Three months was the first threshold to test one's aptitude.

The method for testing bone structure did not involve external tools but was personally carried out by Zheng Shan's direct disciples.

Men were handled by the senior disciple, Shi Long, while women were attended to by Zheng Shan's own daughter, a second senior disciple named Zheng Ying, who possessed a clear and beautiful appearance and a capable demeanor.

By touching the bone joints and grasping the large tendons, they sensed their resilience, strength, and the faint potential of Blood Essence within to determine the grade of the bone structure.

The queue began to move forward slowly. The wealthy young masters went first for testing.

Shi Long's large hands, like iron clamps, squeezed and pressed the shoulder, arm, and back of a brocade-clad youth.

The youth grimaced but dared not resist.

After a moment, Shi Long rumbled:

"Supple tendons, strong bones, passable Blood Essence. Medium-low grade bone structure. Passed."

The brocade-clad youth breathed a sigh of relief and proudly stepped aside.

The others cast envious glances.

This was a medium grade bone structure.

Then came another. After Shi Long's examination, he frowned slightly:

"Soft tendons and bones, weak Blood Essence. Low grade bone structure. Barely passed."

At this moment, among the group of wealthy disciples practicing martial arts in the courtyard.

A youth with a somewhat pale face but a restless glint in his eyes nudged a beautiful and cool-tempered young woman beside him with his elbow.

He then looked at another proud-looking, burly youth with his arms crossed and chuckled:

"Junior Disciple Sister Jiang, Senior Disciple Brother Liu, how many medium grade bone structures do you think will emerge from this batch of new 'mud legs'?"

The young woman called Junior Disciple Sister Jiang glanced at the commoner queue, her expression indifferent, and softly uttered two words:

"Hard to say."

The Senior Disciple Brother Liu scoffed, his voice booming like a bell:

"Junior Disciple Brother Liu, you think too highly of them.

"The poor study literature, the rich practice martial arts. They might not even have enough to eat, their Blood Essence is depleted. It's good if they can even manage a low grade bone structure to barely practice martial arts. Medium grade bone structure?"

"I think it's doubtful! If we get one or two, we'll be incredibly lucky."

Their conversation was not intentionally hushed and clearly reached the commoner queue.

This caused many to show anger, but they dared not speak out.

These were already established martial artists; how could these newcomers dare to provoke them?

Wang Yuan stood at the back of the commoner queue, his expression calm, as if he hadn't heard the discussions.

His gaze fell upon the wealthy disciples undergoing testing.

Soon, it was the commoner queue's turn.

As Shi Long had said, most of the test results were unsatisfactory.

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"Weak tendons, brittle bones, low-low grade. Observation."

"Passable tendons and bones, but Blood Essence is too depleted. Low grade bone structure. Passed."

Seven or eight people went one after another. The best among them were merely the cream of the crop of Low Grade Bone Structure, and not a single one even showed clear signs of Medium Grade Bone Structure.

Shi Long's voice grew increasingly impatient, while low chuckles could be heard from the wealthy disciples' side from time to time.

Finally, it was Wang Yuan's turn.

He walked up to Shi Long.

Shi Long glanced at him, still in his usual nonchalant manner. He placed his large hand directly on Wang Yuan's shoulder, then traced down his spine, and squeezed his arm bones.

"Hmm?"

As soon as he touched Wang Yuan, Shi Long let out a soft exclamation, his casual expression fading slightly.

He increased the pressure, his fingers like iron hooks, carefully feeling the tendons and bones beneath Wang Yuan's skin.

However, the more he felt, the tighter his brow furrowed.

He felt the tendons beneath his fingers were exceptionally tough and long, like cowhide ropes, containing extreme elasticity.

And the bones were incredibly hard to the touch, far surpassing ordinary people, even comparable to his own, who had cultivated external martial arts for many years.

Even more peculiar was that he could faintly sense a powerful, scorching Blood Essence lurking beneath this slender body, like a volcano about to erupt.

Yet, it remained dormant, making it difficult for him to accurately determine its Bone Structure grade.

He had tested no less than eighty or ninety youths.

Low Grade Bone Structure youths had weak tendons and bones. Medium Grade Bone Structure youths had strong tendons and bones with abundant Blood Essence. High Grade Bone Structure youths even had tendons and bones that resonated, with Blood Essence surging on its own; all had traceable signs.

But this kid in front of him seemed to have extremely high "quality" in his tendons and bones, yet it was somewhat beyond his experience.

Shi Long withdrew his hand, scratched his head, and turned to report to Zheng Shan, who was seated in the grand tutor's chair, in a deep voice:

"Teacher, this kid... is a bit peculiar."

"His tendons and bones are very unusual, with immense toughness and strength. Disciple... disciple can't quite figure it out, I can't distinguish what grade of Bone Structure it is."

As soon as these words were spoken, the previously noisy open space instantly quieted down considerably.

Everyone's gaze simultaneously shifted to the seemingly ordinary Wang Yuan.

How experienced was Shi Long, the Senior Disciple Brother, in testing Bone Structures?

Even he couldn't figure it out?

The Young Man surnamed Liu, who had been chatting and laughing earlier, froze with a smile on his face and curiously sized up Wang Yuan.

The Woman surnamed Jiang and that Senior Disciple Brother Liu also became interested.

The cool and aloof Zheng Ying also stopped what she was doing, her beautiful eyes looking over with a hint of surprise.

Zheng Shan, who was sitting upright, suddenly opened his half-closed eyes, a sharp glint shooting out.

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze falling on Wang Yuan like a tangible force.

Bone Structure that Shi Long couldn't detect?

With Shi Long's experience, unless the special characteristics of the tendons and bones far surpassed ordinary High Grade Bone Structure, containing potential he couldn't comprehend, it would be impossible!

"Kid, come forward."

Zheng Shan's voice carried a subtle tremor.

Wang Yuan complied and calmly walked in front of Zheng Shan.

Zheng Shan slowly stood up, extending his lean palm and placing it on Wang Yuan's shoulder with a seemingly light touch.

Then, a gentle yet extremely penetrating force flowed like mercury through Wang Yuan's entire body, instantly permeating his tendons and bones.

In an instant, Zheng Shan's hand trembled slightly!

He clearly "saw."

Hidden beneath the slender body were tendons as thick and tough as coiled dragons, seemingly containing infinite power.

Bones as dense and hard as refined steel, resonating with the thunderous sounds of tigers and leopards.

And a vast, pure Blood Essence, scorching like lava, surged and flowed within these Dragon Tendon Tiger Bones, dormant yet already revealing astonishing potential.

"This... this is..."

Even with Zheng Shan's composure and experience, he couldn't help but gasp in shock.

His face was filled with shock and elation, his voice trembling slightly as he murmured, "Tendons like coiled dragons, bones like refined steel, Blood Essence like a furnace..."

"No mistake! No mistake."

"This is Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone, a once-in-a-century rarity!"