Hearing Wu He's words, Lin Bai glanced at him, fell silent, and ignored him.
Instead, Lin Bai turned his gaze toward the third person.
The third person was an old man in his twilight years.
An old man? How could an old man be taking part in the Eastern Continent Academy's entrance examination?
Lin Bai frowned. According to the Eastern Continent Academy's rules for accepting disciples, it only took martial artists under thirty years old by bone age. Yet this old man looked well over a hundred.
How could a martial artist over a hundred years old possibly participate in the Eastern Continent Academy's entrance examination?
In other words, there were mostly young men in Nine Heavens Primordial Ancestor Mountain. Even youths of fifteen or sixteen, like Yin Jiuling, were exceedingly rare. For an old man to participate made him the first of his kind throughout history.
However, when Lin Bai looked at the old man, a spark of insight suddenly flashed through his mind. His eyes lit up as he said, "It's him! The Old Eccentric?"
Lin Bai looked at the old man again, his gaze strange. Feng Wenjun had previously mentioned that there was a dark horse prodigy among the examination participants—a wizened old man whose bone age was indeed under thirty. It was an extremely strange matter.
"Hehe, greetings, brother." When the old man saw Lin Bai looking at him, he clasped his fists slightly and spoke. His voice was hoarse, just like that of an old man.
Lin Bai returned the gesture with a smile.
Then Lin Bai looked toward the fourth person.
Lin Bai knew this fourth person. It was Feng Wenjun.
When Feng Wenjun saw Lin Bai descend onto White Jade Plaza on his sword, he smiled and walked over. "Brother Lin, you're finally