The next day.
Early morning.
Strands of dawn light pierced through the clouds and shone upon the ancient city walls.
The originally quiet Dongling City also began to grow lively.
The East City Avenue, extending in all directions, was filled with clamor and cries of vendors.
Today was the once-a-year day when the Martial Academy opened for enrollment.
For any household with descendants of the appropriate age, this was a matter of the utmost importance.
Joining the Martial Academy meant possessing a great road that pointed straight to the heavens.
Martial Academy → Academy → Dao Palace.
The three great training institutions under Martial Saint Manor.
As long as one's Martial Talent was outstanding enough, one could step by step obtain the qualifications to become a Martial Grandmaster.
Students who could graduate from the Dao Palace were all grandmaster reserves, only one step away from being grandmasters.
Among them, there was even no lack of peerless prodigies who had achieved the rank of grandmaster.
Joining the Martial Academy meant possessing the qualifications to step onto this path.
Therefore, the importance of the Martial Academy's enrollment needed no saying.
If any clan had one descendant pass the assessment and obtain the qualification to enroll, that alone was enough for them to set up a grand Flowing Water Banquet and entertain the villagers within ten li for three days.
This was both making it known far and wide, a kind of display, and also a way to let everyone in all directions know that this clan had boundless possibilities in the future, and that they had to give them three parts of face and could not provoke them lightly.
As for the Martial Academy's enrollment, as long as one met the age requirement, had reached fifteen years old, and paid a certain