Mi Zu Fan narrowed his eyes and observed from far. He knocked the folded fan against his palm:
Eight Young Master is indeed injured. From the way he walks, it should be his knees that are wounded.
Ye Qing Luo nodded her head slightly.
She was the one who did the dressing for her brother. With the bandage on the knees, it would be inconvenient when he walked.
Mu Zi Fan could detect….. What….About the others?
If others could tell that he had injuries on his legs, and deliberately attacked on his knees…
Even though Ye Feng Yu was not feeling the pain now, it could be the exact reason that he could have made a hash of things.
Once the drug effect was over, these legs would probably be scrapped too!
The true fact was to each its own, who would take advantage of the situation?
The ability assessment was executed in the most primitive way—Arena Battle.
The participants were grouped based on their comprehensive abilities where they will be allocating comparable strengths in the same batch for battles.
Then three prestigious masters on the main stage would determine if they got eliminated or passed by raising their placard.
The eliminated students would still have an opportunity to challenge those who had passed the assessment.
Of course, the students had the right to reject.
But should the challenge was successful; you would be directed into the Academy.
The challenged person was extended to the next group to continue the tournament.
This continued till the student had lost in the challenge qualifications.
Such stringent arrangement was customed to stimulate the potential ability of apprentice in order to select the cream of the crop.
No wonder the reputation of the Heavenly Academy remained firmly as top one for the longest time ever.
Ahem, Ye Qing Luo felt that this was more of a déjà vu for a monkey show.
With the sound of the gong, the master stood by the main stage announced the assessment had officially started.
All students who held their forms in the waiting area began to head towards the centre of the square.
Surrounding the square, four masters sprang out of nowhere simultaneously.
The people looked up and saw a palm sized pyramid positioned in the centre of the four masters emitted a golden ray.
In a blink of an eye, every single one of the students vanished into thin air.
At once, the pyramid grew larger in an instant and landed firmly on the ground with a loud bam.
It was the treasure of the Heavenly Academy—the Heavenly Pagoda.
Based on the user’s thoughts, The Heavenly Pagoda could split various zones and was able to contain any creatures from the six paths.
[Six paths refers to the six paths of reincarnation; in the cycle of reincarnation it is possible to be reborn as either: (1) Deva (2) Asura (3) human (4) Animal (5) hungry ghost (6) a tormented in hell]
Admission Assessment and ability assessment were all entered into the Heavenly Pagoda and divided into different zones for testing.
The Heavenly Academy surely knew how to run its business.
If the audience wanted to know more about the situation in the tower, they would need to fork out a heavenly stone before the assessment.
A piece of the heavenly stone would cost a silver coin.
Once you inserted the stone into the profound power, the divine knowledge would guide you into the desired zone to watch the battle.
This was the first time Ye Qing Luo and Zi Ling had attended such event, hence they knew nothing about it.
All they could do were to stare at the pagoda and watched the students who got eliminated thrown out of it.
Ye Qing Luo hesitated if she should retrieve some money from the Profound Phoenix Ring so Zi Ling could purchase some of the heavenly stones.
She couldn’t help but worried about her brother’s situation.
Out of the blue, a bag of heavenly stones dangled in front of her eyes.
Mu Zi Fan gave a faint smile:
For you, Seven Young Miss.
For a moment she was stumped for words as her thoughts were with her brother.
Without further ado, she accepted the bag and replied:
Thank you.
Mu Zi Fan reverted with a courteous smile:
Eighth Young Master’s number is 302.
Ye Qing Luo nodded her head, fished out a stone from the bag and inserted into the Profound Power.
The Divine knowledge transported her to the entrance of 302.
Without delay, she stepped in only to be received by an extreme strong stream of profound Qi omnipresent the voided space.
It seemed like the battle had already began.
As she fixed her sight to the arena, her eyes widen in astonishment to identify her brother’s opponent…..
