Yanhuang University's gates.
At that moment, many students had gathered at the entrance. They were all at least at the Eighth Heaven of Martial Artist Realm, packed together in a crowd of over ten thousand.
They were all planning to enter the Cloud Mist Mountain Range. They stood in groups of two or three, each forming its own little circle as they chatted.
"What a sight. I never expected so many students to be planning to enter the Cloud Mist Mountain Range."
"That's only natural. After all, this is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. If we miss it, we'll never get another chance."
"Exactly. Every student strong enough is taking part. I heard some powerful new students, like Su Ji and Xiao Yixuan, have reached the Eighth Heaven of Martial Artist Realm and are planning to join in too."
"I wonder if Xia Ping, the guy who's been causing a stir all over Yanhuang University, will participate?"
"Isn't that obvious? He'd be an idiot not to."
"Look, that bastard Xia Ping is here."
The crowd buzzed with conversation. They soon noticed Xia Ping running over from a distance, and before long he had reached Yanhuang University's gates.
But some sharp-eyed students noticed that something seemed off about Xia Ping's aura. It was no longer as powerful as before. Instead, it was unbelievably weak, as though he had suffered a devastating injury.
"What happened? Xia Ping's aura is so weak, he's not even as strong as a student who's just entered the Martial Artist Realm. What could have happened?" A student's eyes flickered with curiosity.
Someone nearby speculated, "Could he have gotten beaten up?"
"Who could beat him? He's already swept through all the students at Yanhuang University. It would have to be an Elite Student."
"That's very possible. That kid's been causing