Set Up?! Chengtian Prefecture Academy, First Martial Arena!!!
After a round of inspections, Chen An and Shen Qinglan entered the venue for the academy's freshman assessment together.
"That's Chen An!"
"Gasp! A monster like him is taking the assessment too?!"
"If I end up facing him, I think it'd be better to just admit defeat!"
"He really comprehended blade intent, something only Grandmaster-level experts can grasp?!"
The moment he entered the martial arena, countless gazes fell upon Chen An. Many still remembered the miracle he had created yesterday, and their eyes were filled with reverence, curiosity, and shock.
As for jealousy, wariness, and suspicion, those emotions had long since vanished after they saw and heard that Chen An had defeated a fifth-stage Postnatal senior student without even moving a finger.
When someone was only a little better than the average person, others might be jealous.
But when you far surpassed everyone else, they would instead envy you, revere you, and perhaps even worship you!
Thus, wherever Chen An and Shen Qinglan passed, the nearby students involuntarily retreated several steps, automatically making way for him through a broad passage.
Chen An remained as calm as ever in response.
He swept his gaze across the entire martial arena and found that quite a few people already stood on the spectator stands to either side. On the high platform ahead stood many academy teachers and professors; even Beigong Mo, the academy head, was present.
In addition, there were exactly ten fighting rings in the martial arena.
"Looks like it really is a practical combat assessment!" Shen Qinglan said beside him after spotting the ten fighting rings as well.
"Mhm." Chen An gave a faint nod.
Chen An was not surprised by this.
Martial artists could only grow through battles of life and death.