"For this year’s enrollnt selection, not only is it more stringent than before, but the thods used are also different. You all have seen these ten giant swords. This sword is called the Heart Enlightennt Sword, which contains the utmost Sword Technique. Whether you can join our Long Yan Academy depends on how much insight you can gain from that Sword Technique," said Gong Hongru.
"The Heart Enlightennt Sword, this is the Heart Enlightennt Sword, the academy treasure of Long Yan Academy!" As Gong Hongru’s words fell, an uproar of exclamations erupted in the square.
The Heart Enlightennt Sword is said to be the foremost treasure of Long Yan Academy, also known as the academy treasure. Not to ntion ordinary people, even the family heads of various aristocratic families, and even the academy’s instructors have never seen it.
No one expected that today, the Heart Enlightennt Sword would be placed openly in the square, becoming the criterion for the enrollnt selection.
Although Han Yan did not join Long Yan Academy in a previous life, he had heard of the legend of the Heart Enlightennt Sword and similarly did not anticipate that the assessnt criterion for this enrollnt selection would be the insight into the Heart Enlightennt Sword.
First, Gong Hongru was in charge of overseeing the selection, and then the academy treasure was presented. Does this enrollnt selection hold so special aning?
On the distant spectators’ stand, Mu Beichen gazed at the ten giant swords, stroking his beardless chin with a solemn face, thinking to himself: It seems I guessed right, indeed it is for that matter. Otherwise, Long Yan Academy wouldn’t have brought out this old monster Gong Hongru, let alone the Heart Enlightennt Sword.
"Moreover, this selection assessnt is sowhat dangerous compared to the past. Do not push yourselves. If you lack strength, it’s best to withdraw ahead of ti," Gong Hongru continued.
The crowd below remained silent, with no one withdrawing.
To prepare for today’s selection, many people have waited for years. Missing this opportunity would an there won’t be another. Furthermore, these candidates are either the elite of the elite from various noble families or civilians embarking on a do-or-die path for a better future. Many have been honing their skills since their teenage years, so how could they be scared off by the word "danger"?
"In that case, I hereby announce the official start of the Long Yan Academy enrollnt selection," Gong Hongru announced with a faint, barely noticeable smile.
As soon as his words ended, the sound of a horn echoed once again.
The sound of the horn was so desolate, so far-reaching, it was as if it transcended ti and space, transporting people back to the ancient battlefield of thousands of troops and horses. Be they young swordsn prepared for selection, curious onlookers, or aristocratic family heads in the spectators’ stand, all felt a jolt in their hearts.
The square resonated with thunderous cheers.
Soon, a new batch of Long Yan Academy disciples would be born, the elite among the elite of various aristocratic families, and possibly among them would erge a legendary figure famous for generations. Everyone was brim with anticipation.
Quickly, the ten young swordsn at the front of the line entered the selection field.
"Each of you has seven and a half minutes to comprehend the Sword’s Profound aning. Once the ti is up, use the swordsmanship you’ve comprehended to attack the Trial Stele next to the Heart Enlightennt Sword," announced a ntor in a Holy Dragon Sword Robe.
The rules were simple, and Gong Hongru had already explained them once. If they couldn’t even understand this, they had no reason to be here for the selection.
Soon, the ten Sword Light Swordsn approached the Heart Enlightennt Sword, gazed montarily, and then closed their eyes in deep thought.
Ten ntors stood beside them, watching intently, while forming an invisible Barrier to shield them from any strong individuals who might use Gathering Qi Transmission to secretly convey insights to them.
However, their precaution seed unnecessary. With Gong Hongru’s earlier warning, which was more like a threat, who would dare to risk it?
Moreover, with Long Yan Academy bringing out the Heart Enlightennt Sword, it showed the significance they placed on this enrollnt selection, compounded by Gong Hongru’s intimidation. Who would dare have such audacity?
Seven and a half minutes was not long, but under the watchful eyes of the crowd, it beca unexpectedly slow.
Gradually, the faces of the ten young swordsn turned strained, their faces flushing red, then gradually becoming pale.
"Ah!" Suddenly, a young swordsman clutched his head and let out a piercing scream, his whole being seemingly collapsing.
A ntor beside him struck him on the head, knocking him unconscious.
Soon, a few young disciples stepped forward and carried him off the field.
"Pfft!" Before the crowd outside could understand what was happening, another young swordsman suddenly spat a mouthful of blood and fainted to the ground.
Soon, this young swordsman was also carried off the field.
Subsequently, seven young swordsn either collapsed in ntal breakdowns, screaming and shouting, or fainted on the spot from vomiting blood, leaving only one struggling to hold on. However, despite risking his life, he couldn’t make it to the end. Just before the seven and a half minutes were up, with a furious roar, he spat out blood and also collapsed to the ground.
Outside the field, everyone was shocked, their eyes widened in disbelief.
Only then did they realize Gong Hongru’s earlier words were not re alarmist talk; this enrollnt selection was far more perilous than before.
The Sword Technique within the Heart Enlightennt Sword was evidently too profound, causing these ten swordsn to suffer ntal breakdowns or severe injuries, forcing them to leave early.
Although these nine, once off the field, received prompt treatnt and consud Elixirs, remaining out of life-threatening danger, it’s likely that recovery would take three to five months.
Seeing this, so people’s faces turned pale, quietly leaving the queue. Unlike the aristocratic family sons who left earlier, these individuals were clearly of civilian descent.
Han Yan sighed softly. If they were noble families’ sons, it wouldn’t matter if they were injured and needed to recuperate for three to five months, as they would have enough Spirit Pills and Elixirs, allowing for so delay. But for civilian children, it’s different. They are in their pri cultivation age, and missing these precious three to five months could lead to lifelong regret.
To Han Yan’s relief, Tang Bufan did not give up. His eyes shone even more brightly.
It seed that his previous judgnt of Tang Bufan was too biased, as he hadn’t realized how resolute his will was in pivotal monts. Han Yan once again saw the determined look in Tang Bufan’s eyes before his death in his past life and made up his mind that regardless of whether Tang Bufan was accepted this ti, she would help him beco a true powerful figure.
Soon, another ten young swordsn entered the selection field, their expressions no longer brimming with youthful arrogance, but steady and firm.
"Begin," the ntor, having already recited the rules, wasted no words, directly announcing the start.
The ten young swordsn imdiately focused their minds, delving into comprehending the Sword’s Profound aning. Evidently, they were much more cautious than the previous ten, exerting their full effort from the start. Unfortunately, there are things that can’t be accomplished through effort alone.
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