Before long, the first round of the Comprehension Gate came to an end.
Apart from three Yang City geniuses who made it into the Top Five, the rankings of the other geniuses were similar to usual.
"Ji Baichuan only achieved such a high ranking because of Jiang Ping. Now that he needs to truly comprehend the Artistic Conception of the art, it will be purely a matter of comprehension. He should go back to where he was before," Wei Rou said in a low voice, glancing at the somewhat smug Ji Baichuan.
"However, with such a high ranking in the first round, his overall score in the Comprehension Gate will definitely not be low. I'll have a better chance of winning one or two more matches than him in the Strength Measurement Test." Song Yuanshan raised an eyebrow.
The number of people admitted to the Martial Examination and the Martial Academy in Changping Prefecture was the same, which was twelve.
However, since the top three will compete for the Martial Scholar, even if they fail, they can still find better opportunities.
Some young geniuses, in their pursuit of becoming Martial Scholar, treat it merely as a training ground, and even if they achieve fame and success, they will not go to the Martial Academy.
Therefore, after the top twelve are determined each time, the actual number of students that the Martial Academy can admit is often less than twelve.
At this time, in order to fill the vacancies in the Martial Academy, the Prefecture City would Supplementary Admission the geniuses who came later.
In short, the number of people is fixed at twelve, but in most cases a few more will be Supplementary Admission.
Geniuses from small towns like Song Yuanshan are actually eyeing the Supplementary Admission slots. Even if they don't rank in the top twelve, they still have a chance to gain admission to the Martial Academy.
Of course, you need to be ranked very high. Even though there are many spots available for Supplementary Admission and many talented students, the competition is still fierce.
Knock knock!
The drums and gongs sounded again.
The second round of the Comprehension Gate began, and officials started lighting incense and keeping track of the time.
This round is very simple; it's a pure test of comprehension. Everyone needs to comprehend the Domain Level technique they just learned within two hours, and the one with the best skill will win.
Two hours later, the results came out.
Cao Qingzhi remains in first place, possessing Super First-rate in the Comprehension Gate.
The second is the Bai Ji.
Jiang Ping came in third, much to everyone's surprise.
Even the Elegant Middle-aged Man at the Martial Academy felt a pang of regret:
"He's been practicing martial arts for a little over three years, less than four years. His perspective is still relatively narrow, and he hasn't been exposed to the art of martial arts for very long, yet he managed to break into the top three. He's purely relying on talent."
"If he were trained from a young age, he would probably be slightly inferior to Little Cao, while the others would be left far behind."
The Changping Prefect also said.
"This Mud Leg really showed his talent; even my father was lamenting it," Jin Tao said in a low voice.
The opponent's comprehension is indeed astonishing; he broke into the top three, which is even more remarkable than the Rank Three place on the Martial Examination Ranking.
However, he always felt that Jiang Ping should know his place and shouldn't be here; no matter how talented he was, it wouldn't change the outcome.
"His fame was fleeting; now he'll be a competent audience member."
Chen An smiled.
He ranked in the top twelve in the second round, so he figured there would be no problem with the Martial Examination, and the Martial Academy was just around the corner.
In the corridor.
Jiang Ping approached Escort Huang) and the Chief Escort). The Comprehension Gate was over, and everyone would rest briefly before proceeding to the next round.
The group assignments were announced shortly afterward.
There were 24 people in total, divided into three groups. Members in each group competed in a single round-robin tournament, with the ranking determined by the number of wins. The bottom two in each group were eliminated.
Of course, to ensure fairness, the examiners will shuffle the exceptionally talented candidates and distribute them evenly among each group.
"Jiang Ping, I'm in Group A with you."
Ji Baichuan walked over with the team roster in his hand, a look of joy on his face.
Two people are eliminated from each group, and Jiang Ping is definitely one of them. In other words, only one truly capable person was eliminated from their group.
This is a good thing for him; it will greatly reduce his stress.
Jiang Ping took the list and glanced at it briefly.
Besides him and Ji Baichuan, there are two formidable individuals in this group of eight: Cao Qingzhi, who is Number One on the Ranking, and the Number Five on the Ranking individual.
Moreover, his first opponent was the Number One on the Ranking player.
Escort Huang, approached, glanced at the list, and said worriedly, "Little Jiang, you've already shown your talent. Why don't you just withdraw from the Martial Examination?"
Jiang Ping shook his head, determined to participate.
Ji Baichuan, who was listening from the side, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If the other party had withdrawn, his pressure would have increased significantly.
"Retire. There's no need to hurt yourself. Everyone has already seen your talent."
Even Qing Yan's Uncle, who was not far away, couldn't help but offer a word of advice, looking at Jiang Ping with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
What a quick learner!
The Chief then said, "If we withdraw, shouldn't the examiners reassign the training sessions?"
Juren Chen glanced briefly at the leader of the Escort Agency, paused for a moment, and then said:
"Yes, if an ordinary person were to withdraw halfway through, the examiners would certainly be displeased and reject the application. However, Jiang Ping's talent is undeniable, and given that current circumstances are hindering his future, I believe the examiners will not refuse him."
He then looked at Jiang Ping, thinking that it was most appropriate for the other party to step down now. He had already shone brightly, and if he continued, he would only make a fool of himself.
However, the latter insisted on participating.
Knock knock knock!
The familiar sound of gongs and drums rang out again, instantly making the resting geniuses feel a sense of urgency.
The most important test has begun!
The group began to move to the back of the Government Office.
This is a sparring match between Sixth Grade fighters. The Training Ground is a bit small, and they need more space to practice freely.
Soon.
The group arrived at an extremely wide, flat area.
On the high platform beside the flat ground sat a group of prominent figures from prominent families, elders taking the exam, and several examiners.
The Man in Armor among the examiners, who was also the Changping Prefecture Lord, suddenly pointed a finger downwards.
An inexplicable fluctuation emerged, causing many powerful figures in aristocratic families to express deep apprehension.
"This is a Supernatural power technique. No wonder he was a formidable figure who almost stormed into the National Academy back then. His strength far surpasses ours, reaching the Fourth Grade, the Martial Dao Golden Core," Jin Ze's Father said in a low voice, his face solemn.
Boom!
Below, the geniuses who were preparing for battle on the flat ground suddenly felt the earth shake and a pressure far exceeding their own surged forth.
"Look!" someone pointed to the flat ground ahead.
The vast flat land was divided into three parts and suddenly rose up, as if lifted by some force, half a meter off the ground.
Like three natural arenas, enveloped by a faint light curtain.
A genius tried to test the strength of the light barrier, but couldn't budge it even slightly.
"This is the power of Fourth Grade Golden Core. Don't try it. Once you enter the arena, you will not be disturbed."
Not far away, several officials in charge of supervising the examination walked over.
"The final test will assess your overall abilities. To ensure fairness, it will last for several days, giving you all a chance to showcase your talents."
One of the examiners said.
Without further ado, the examiners called out the six geniuses for the first round of the three groups.
"With three groups running at the same time, I'll get overwhelmed." One genius scoffed, mainly because running them simultaneously makes it difficult to gather information on all the opponents.
"Right now, we just need to analyze the strength of our opponents in the group and advance to the second round first." Some people were also watching the first match in the group intently.
Ji Baichuan and several other geniuses said listlessly, "We also want to analyze the records, but unfortunately we can't."
Because their first match was against two players who were Number One on the Ranking.
In the late afternoon, sunlight shone through the clouds and illuminated the earth.
The shadows of the two outstanding young men on the stage were elongated, each standing on one side.
"Hurry up and make your move."
Cao Qingzhi looked at his opponent with a cold expression.
I surrender.
Jiang Ping clasped his hands in a fist salute.
Even if he uses his full strength, he probably still can't win.
"Just admit defeat?" Everyone looked at the two from Group A, raised their eyebrows slightly, and then understood.
That's true, there's no way to fight him. Apart from Bai Ji, who is very likely to be able to match the strength of the number Number One on the Ranking, which other genius would have to admit defeat to Cao Qingzhi, and who could guarantee they wouldn't get injured?