The War God Academy's admissions had now come to an end. The new students this year were far better qualified than those of previous years, and several outstanding talents had emerged among them, such as Guke, Luo Yanxue, and Hu San. Their talent and practical combat ability were all first-rate.
As for Chen Yun, hardly anyone remembered him. Most people had probably forgotten about the boy altogether. After all, Chen Yun's talent was unknown.
The War God Academy's grades were divided very simply. The entire War God Academy had three grades. Anyone at the Third Order or below was assigned to the first grade, those at the Fourth Order were placed in the second grade, and the third grade was for those at the Fifth Order or above. As for anyone who reached the Sixth Order War Emperor realm, he could graduate.
Therefore, the War God Academy had no so-called academic-year system. Everything depended solely on strength. Once your strength reached the required level, you could study in the corresponding grade, graduate, or even gain access to certain other special opportunities.
However, all students could study there for at most fifteen years. Once that time was up, if they still failed to meet the minimum graduation requirements, they would be expelled and publicly announced across the continent!
If that happened, your entire life would be over.
That was because those who could graduate from the academy were generally the targets that all kinds of factions desperately tried to recruit. Those born into poverty could use it to soar to the heavens, while those born into noble families could rely on their talent and strength to win greater benefits for themselves within their lineages!
But how could true experts ever allow wealth and glory to bind them?
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