All the disciples who had passed the assessment stood outside their own courtyards, waiting for people from the various peaks to come and choose them.
Soon, three figures appeared before everyone.
Of the three, the leader was a middle-aged man, while the other two were young men standing to his left and right. Each of them moved like an unsheathed sword, their sharpness fully on display.
Their clothes were all embroidered with a towering mountain that pierced the clouds like a sharp sword.
The distinctive emblem of Solitary Peak.
Quite a few people straightened their backs, looking toward the three from Solitary Peak and hoping they would invite them into the top-ranked Solitary Peak.
The three merely glanced at the courtyard where Song Zhong was, then passed by Song Zhong's Number One Courtyard and went straight to the entrance of Number Two Courtyard.
The leader glanced at the great axe beside Hetu and asked, "Would you be willing to switch to swordsmanship?"
"Give up my great axe? I would rather die." Hetu clenched the great axe at his side tightly.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly at those words without saying anything further. He turned and walked toward the back, directly passing Fan Meier, Qi Xuan, and Bao Dating in third through fifth place before arriving before the sixth-ranked disciple.
Those three were clearly not suited for Solitary Peak either, and neither was Song Zhong, who had taken first place.
He knew Hetu was not suited for Solitary Peak, but Hetu's talent was simply too good, so he had asked.
Of course, it had only been a question. Since the other party was unwilling to practice the sword, there was no need to say more.
High-grade Aptitude was indeed rare, but Solitary Peak was not without disciples possessing High-grade Aptitude.
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