Alex continued selecting students as though nothing unusual had occurred earlier.
The revelation regarding Leon’s bloodline, the tension surrounding the Light God Temple, and the panic among the observing elders did not affect him in the slightest. His expression remained calm while he walked through the plaza with steady steps, occasionally stopping before certain students before either accepting or rejecting them.
Ti slowly passed.
The sun gradually descended lower across the horizon while shadows stretched across the academy grounds.
Three full hours later, the selection finally ended.
Fifty students now stood behind Alex in complete silence.
So ca from supre clans possessing ancient inheritances stretching back thousands of years. Others were ordinary commoners who had clawed their way upward through talent and determination alone.
Yet despite their different backgrounds, all fifty shared one common point.
Alex had personally chosen them.
The surrounding students looked toward the selected group with complicated emotions.
So felt envy.
So felt admiration.
Others silently wondered what kind of terrifying standards this mysterious teacher truly possessed.
Alex slowly turned around and faced the fifty disciples.
His gaze calmly swept across every face present.
Then he spoke.
"I am asking you this for the first and final ti."
His voice was not loud.
Yet every person in the plaza heard him clearly.
"If you follow , endless troubles will inevitably arrive."
"The Light God Temple is rely the beginning."
His eyes slowly narrowed afterward.
"You must decide here and now whether you are willing to step into this chaotic storm."
"I will not force anyone."
Silence descended afterward.
The fifty students quietly looked at each other.
Many of them clearly understood the danger involved already. Alex had openly accepted a descendant of the Demonic Sword Clan and publicly challenged the authority of the Light God Temple itself.
Following him ant stepping onto a battlefield far beyond ordinary students.
So of them ca from powerful clans.
So carried the hopes of their entire families.
Others possessed comfortable futures that could easily disappear if they beca enemies of the temple.
Yet despite all of that, not a single person stepped backward.
Instead, their eyes slowly began shining with determination.
Leon himself quietly clenched his fists.
Even he had not expected these people to remain.
At that mont, one young man suddenly stepped forward.
"Teacher Alex!"
His voice echoed loudly throughout the plaza.
"We are willing to follow you until the end of eternity!"
The surrounding students imdiately beca startled.
The speaker possessed handso features and sharp eyes filled with excitent rather than fear.
"Please guide us!"
The remaining disciples imdiately straightened afterward.
"We are willing!"
"Please instruct us, Teacher!"
"We will not retreat!"
Their voices rged together across the plaza.
The surrounding observers felt their hearts shake slightly.
Even the supre elders hidden within the towers beca silent.
Alex quietly observed the fifty disciples for several monts.
Then a faint smile finally appeared on his face.
"Very well."
The atmosphere imdiately changed afterward.
"Your training begins today."
The students instantly beca excited.
However, Alex’s next words surprised them.
"I will not teach you theory."
The disciples blinked slightly.
Alex continued calmly.
"The academy already possesses enough teachers capable of explaining ordinary cultivation principles."
"You will continue attending your regular theoretical classes."
"After those classes end each day, you will gather at the central plaza."
The disciples imdiately nodded seriously.
None of them dared question his thods.
Then Alex slowly turned his gaze toward the observing towers where the supre elders remained hidden.
His calm voice echoed throughout the academy grounds once again.
"I understand what all of you are thinking."
The expressions of the hidden elders changed slightly.
Alex continued indifferently.
"Playing safe is the natural choice for ancient clans."
"I will not bla you for that."
His eyes quietly swept toward the distant towers.
"However, understand this clearly."
"If you choose to betray this matter and side with the Light God Temple, then you will permanently lose my support."
Several elders felt their hearts tighten imdiately.
Alex’s voice remained calm.
"But if you choose to stand against the temple..."
A terrifying pressure suddenly flashed briefly across the plaza.
"...then I will protect you."
Complete silence followed afterward.
Many elders unconsciously narrowed their eyes.
The choice had now been placed directly before them.
Alex was forcing them to choose sides openly.
The Light God Temple.
Or him.
Neither option was easy.
Alex no longer cared about their reactions afterward.
Instead, he turned back toward the fifty students.
"Your task today is simple."
"You will learn each other’s nas, strengths, weaknesses, and personalities."
"From this mont onward, your backgrounds no longer matter."
His gaze slowly landed upon several noble disciples.
"The children of noble clans possess arrogance deep within their bones."
"You must erase that arrogance."
Several noble disciples imdiately lowered their heads slightly.
Alex’s eyes calmly swept across all fifty disciples afterward.
"You fifty will beco the ultimate force of this world soday."
The mont those words appeared, the hearts of the students shook violently.
Ultimate force of the world.
Such words sounded unbelievably grand.
Yet strangely enough, when Alex said them, nobody felt he was exaggerating.
Instead, every disciple instinctively felt excitent rising inside their hearts.
It was as though Alex could already see a future none of them could currently imagine.
"You carry trendous responsibility from this day onward," Alex said calmly.
"So prepare yourselves properly."
The disciples imdiately bowed deeply.
"Yes, Master!"
The synchronized response echoed loudly throughout the plaza.
Alex paused briefly afterward.
Then a faint smile appeared on his face again.
"Master, huh?"
"Not bad."
However, he never looked backward while speaking.
Instead, he simply walked toward the direction of the academy library with calm steps before gradually disappearing into the distance.
anwhile, the fifty disciples slowly began looking at each other awkwardly.
Earlier, many of them had viewed one another as rivals.
Now they suddenly belonged to the sa faction.
Several monts of silence passed before one young man stepped forward confidently.
"Hello everyone."
The disciples imdiately turned toward him.
The young man smiled slightly before introducing himself.
"My na is George Clooney."
"I co from the Thunder Beast Clan."
"I am level thirty."
As he spoke, a massive beast spirit suddenly appeared behind him.
Boom.
Lightning exploded outward instantly.
The martial spirit resembled a gigantic rhinoceros covered in dark tallic armor. Four enormous horns extended from its head while violent lightning continuously coursed across its body.
Its aura was extrely oppressive.
Several disciples imdiately recognized it.
"The Four Horned Thunder Beast..."
George smiled calmly.
"It is nice eting all of you."
"I hope we can grow stronger together under Master’s guidance."
Another disciple stepped forward afterward.
This ti, it was a beautiful young girl radiating cold aura throughout her surroundings.
Frost slowly gathered beneath her feet.
"I am lissa Frost."
"I am level twenty nine."
Her voice sounded naturally cold.
The mont she released her martial spirit, a massive white flood dragon appeared beside her.
The creature emitted freezing energy powerful enough to lower the surrounding temperature instantly.
Several students inhaled sharply afterward.
The Frost Clan was among the strongest ancient clans inside the empire.
Soon afterward, more disciples began introducing themselves one after another.
So possessed terrifying beast spirits.
Others carried weapon spirits or elental abilities.
Several commoner disciples surprisingly possessed equally powerful martial souls despite lacking noble backgrounds.
One thin young man controlled shadow chains.
A quiet girl possessed spiritual eyes capable of seeing weak points.
Another disciple carried an ancient tree spirit overflowing with vitality.
At the sa ti, several students possessed seemingly ordinary spirits.
Yet nobody dared underestimate them.
If Alex had chosen them personally, then it ant they undoubtedly possessed sothing extraordinary.
More importantly, none of the noble disciples mocked the commoners.
Alex’s earlier words still echoed clearly inside their minds.
They were no longer competitors.
They were companions walking the sa path.
Finally, Leon stepped forward quietly.
"My na is Leon Astor."
The atmosphere instantly beca slightly tense afterward.
Everyone already knew his identity.
However, Leon calmly continued speaking.
"I specialize in sword combat and close range attacks."
Then he lowered his head slightly.
"I hope we can beco reliable comrades."
To his surprise, nobody stepped away from him.
Instead, George imdiately laughed loudly.
"Of course!"
lissa nodded calmly as well.
"We are already in the sa storm now."
Leon froze briefly.
Then a faint emotion slowly appeared inside his eyes.
For the first ti in many years, he no longer felt isolated.
A mont later, one disciple suddenly spoke excitedly.
"Let’s head toward the arena."
"We need to understand each other’s abilities properly."
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