At the entrance to the Martial Academy, the three exchanged smiles before Ren Ye slowly said, "Once we've passed, let's meet outside the Heavenly Lord Hall."
"Mm." Yin Tiger nodded solemnly.
With that, Ren Ye and Tan Pang left with Xiao Yuan.
Before the towering gates of the Martial Academy, Yin Tiger faced the cold wind and slowly raised his arm, pounding twice on the gates with his heavy, white-furred tiger paw.
Before long, a shout came from inside. "Who knocks?!"
Yin Tiger called out, "A recommended disciple, here for the Martial Academy's assessment."
Creak!
After a moment of silence inside, someone suddenly pulled open the heavy gates.
A middle-aged Taoist priest in yellow robes looked Yin Tiger up and down and asked with a smile, "Are you here for the assessment?"
"Yes." Yin Tiger nodded.
"Good, good."
The yellow-robed priest immediately stepped aside and invited him in. "Please enter."
Yin Tiger gave the yellow-robed priest only a cursory glance before striding inside, eyes straight ahead.
Creeeak... clang.
The heavy gates slowly closed. The yellow-robed priest stepped forward and reminded him in a kindly voice, "The Martial Academy's assessment is extremely difficult. Have you thought this through?"
Standing by the gates, Yin Tiger slowly looked into the courtyard.
In the spacious Martial Arts Training Ground, he saw at least thirty-odd Taoist priests practicing. Some were walking across wooden posts, some were holding horse stances, and others were displaying mystical abilities, using talismans and supernatural powers, and so on.
These priests came in all manner of bizarre appearances, and their powers and methods differed as well. But they had one thing in common: they were all third-grade experts.
Yin Tiger was extremely sensitive to auras. He extended his perception just slightly and detected that at least five of these third-grade experts