A month after Xiao Wu returned, Capital City Academy's Selection Tournament finally came to an end. Just as Chu Xin had expected, most of the top ten contestants were fifth- or sixth-year students.
There was no denying how strong those upperclassmen were. Even Chu Xin, whose strength was considerable, had only placed near the bottom of the top hundred. Even so, he was the only lower-year student to make it that far. Eighty percent of the top hundred contestants were fifth- and sixth-year students.
Chu Xin sighed helplessly. There was really no avoiding this. After all, those fifth- and sixth-year students had two or three more years of training than he did. Talent alone could not bridge a gap that large.
Still, Chu Xin did not let it discourage him. He knew his own strength quite well, after all. There was another year until the next Selection Tournament. He would spend that year quietly building himself up, then go toe-to-toe with the upperclassmen next year. Next time, he would definitely make the top ten!
Although Chu Xin had confidence in his potential, he still could not help feeling a little disappointed as he looked at the final ranking displayed on his Badge.
What a shame. I could have climbed higher, but this was all I ended up with.
In truth, Chu Xin could accept this ranking. After all, midway through the Selection Tournament, he had pulled Xiao Wu, one of his main battlers, out of the competition and sent him to Dragon Valley with Aier for special training. To help Xiao Wu evolve into Dragonite, Chu Xin had given up a month and a half of opportunities to earn points. He had prepared himself for this when he made that decision, but now that he saw the ranking on his