After the eighth round, some of the elderly Metropolitan Graduates sighed softly. However powerful their Lip Spear and Tongue Sword or war poetry might be, they had grown old, and anything could happen in battle. Moreover, the Demon Realm would surely spare no effort in this year's Three Valleys Battle. The three Demon Generals, three Demon Marshals, and three Demon Marquises would at least be children of Great Sages, and might even form a formidable lineup drawn entirely from the Ancestral God Clan.
Members of the Ancestral God Clan all carried the bloodlines of Ancestral Gods. Since Demon Barbarians possessed a powerful innate ability to awaken their ancestors' bloodlines, the Ancestral God Clan was exceptionally strong.
But the human race had never admitted defeat!
The Ancestral God Clan was powerful by birth. Humans might initially fall short of them, or even of ordinary members of the demon race at the same rank, but through constant learning and relentless tempering, they could ultimately gain strength that equaled or even surpassed the Ancestral God Clan!
The two elderly men who possessed fourth-realm war poetry had precisely that strength!
Throughout the history of the human race, there had always been people who were not considered geniuses, yet shone brilliantly after years of effort.
Ma Rong and Luo Ke, who possessed fourth-realm war poetry, were both over eighty years old. Both had scored below fifty in the eighth round!
Grand Academician Guo sighed softly and said, "Anyone who scored below fifty, please leave the drill ground."
Several elderly gentlemen left.
After eight rounds of competition, only ninety-one people remained on the drill ground.
However, Ma Rong strode toward He Qionghai, a Great Scholar of the War Hall. No one knew what he said, but He Qionghai summoned Grand Academician Guo. Soon afterward, Grand Academician