"Refusing to take the Yanhuang University exam isn't surprising."
The principal smiled faintly at Xia Ping. "Every year, plenty of students who have reached the eighth heaven of the Martial Apprentice Realm, or even the Martial Artist Realm, choose to give up on the Yanhuang University exam."
"Because the death rate is too high—more than fifty percent. Even Martial Artist Realm experts who take the exam may not make it out alive."
"If they give up, those excellent students can safely attend other top universities and continue pursuing the Martial Dao Ultimate Realm without putting their lives at risk."
"A fifty-percent death rate is too high. It's enough to make countless students hesitate."
He explained to Xia Ping that two hundred million students took the College Entrance Exam each year, and only two million met Yanhuang University's admission requirements—a one-percent pass rate.
But only ninety thousand were willing to take the exam, meaning there were only about ten thousand willing students on each continent.
There was no doubt that these willing students were all elite talents, geniuses brimming with confidence and boundless potential. Yet even among them, more than half would die!
That figure alone was enough to scare countless students away and make their blood run cold.
"You can take some time to think it over."
The principal spoke gravely. "Even if you don't go to Yanhuang University, you can choose another top university. Some universities even have training facilities on par with Yanhuang University's."
"Every now and then, other universities also produce a few King Realm experts. Their graduates still have bright futures."
"There's no need to take such an extremely dangerous exam."
He looked at Xia Ping and waited.
"No need to think it over. Sign me up." Xia Ping waved a hand, his tone resolute.
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