Before leaving, Zhao Xin told Zhao Changtian to collect more precious metals for him to practice Hundred Forging, and if possible, to collect some carving knives. Zhao Xin did not specifically ask Zhao Changtian to find the Soul Devouring Knife, although he knew that the material of the carving knife was the gold of life. But he could not explain how he knew it and how to resolve the resentment on the carving knife.

Zhao Xin thought that he would meet him at the next All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition anyway, so there was no need to rush. Moreover, he had to have enough ability to attract Alex to choose him instead of Huo Yuhao before that.

After returning to the academy, Zhao Xin had just finished dusting his dormitory when Wang Yan sent Dai Yuheng to find him, saying that he wanted to tell him about this year's assessment. In fact, Zhao Xin already knew about it, but he couldn't tell Dai Yuheng that my father was an old man in the Sea God Pavilion and had already had inside information. After thinking about it, he went to Wang Yan's office.

Just like last year, Ma Xiaotao was also waiting for Zhao Xin and Dai Yuheng in Wang Yan's office. "Do you finally know to come back early this time?" Wang Yan said with a smile as soon as they met.

"Yes, Teacher Wang, what is the assessment this year!" Zhao Xin said pretending to be stupid.

"You three don't need to take part in this year's assessment. What you need to take part in is a special assessment. I only have one request, that you must give your all." Wang Yan replied.

Zhao Xin rolled his eyes and reminded the two people beside him meaningfully: "Teacher Wang Yan, is there a Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition this year? Our assessment should not be related to this!"

"Cough cough!" Wang Yan glanced at Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yuheng who looked surprised and coughed twice. Zhao Xin quickly shut up.

"This year's special assessment requires you to fight against senior students. According to each of your martial souls and soul power levels, you will be assigned suitable opponents. As for Zhao Xin, you will fight against the students in the inner courtyard." Wang Yan said.

"Ah! My level is not good enough for the senior from the inner courtyard to fight!" Zhao Xin was very surprised, and then he was filled with a strong desire to fight. In the entire second grade, even in the students from the outer courtyard, no one was his opponent. He would actively suppress his soul power every time in the fighting arena. But it gradually failed to train him, so this battle against the senior from the inner courtyard was also a new battle for him to evaluate his own strength.

Of course, this special assessment is not easy for others. First of all, the soul power of the seniors who fight against the second-year students must be higher than that of the students who are being assessed. In fact, the seniors of the fifth and sixth grades will be the ones to conduct the assessment, which is a huge difference in soul skills. Secondly, the seniors have more combat experience than them, and they cannot defeat the seniors with their combat experience. Moreover, those who participate in the special assessment mean that they have to bear the responsibility of the whole class, which creates a gap in mentality with the seniors. The seniors cannot let down and must go all out. Therefore, it is extremely difficult for Zhao Xin and others to win this assessment.

Zhao Xin was not the only one who could think of this. Ma Xiaotao and Dai Yuheng also realized this and their faces gradually became uglier. Wang Yan looked at the three students in front of him who he was proud of and comforted them: "The college will definitely not let you fail the test, so you should go back and prepare!"

"Goodbye, Teacher Wang."

Watching Zhao Xin and the other two walk out, Wang Yan recalled what Zhao Xin had just said about the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Contest. He didn't know why Zhao Xin knew about it, and the academy hadn't given any notice yet. If Zhao Xin knew what Wang Yan was thinking, he would definitely smile shyly, "My father is Zhao Changtian." Unfortunately, Wang Yan only knew that Zhao Xin was a descendant of the Zhao family, and didn't know that he was the son of Zhao Changtian, the Golden Bear Douluo, the old man of the Sea God Pavilion.

Without mentioning Wang Yan who was confused, Zhao Xin and the other two left the office and saw that it was already noon, so they decided to go to the cafeteria to eat together. It was a bit strange, Zhao Xin and Dai Yuheng had been classmates for two years, but they had never had a meal together, but in the past two years, they often went with Ma Xiaotao.

"Alas! This assessment is even more difficult than last year's. It's really a headache to compete against seniors." Dai Yuheng took the lead in opening the topic and complained to the two of them.

Ma Xiaotao seemed to have hit the nail on the head: "Although I also believe that there are only a few people in the second grade who can be my opponent, I am not sure of winning against the seniors."

Although the two of them were true geniuses, whoever could be admitted to Shrek Academy and become their opponent was far superior to ordinary people. Moreover, when they were in the second grade, Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yuheng and others often went to the fighting arena and had seen many senior students fight. They were not very sure about this battle. Of course, this did not mean that they did not dare to play. Geniuses have their own pride, and it is not 100% certain that they will fail.

"What? You're going to admit defeat before the game even starts! Don't you want to see what your senior will look like after being defeated?" Zhao Xin suddenly said with a look of evil humor.

"Haha, although I don't know what they look like, they will definitely be trained very hard." Ma Xiaotao laughed, not knowing what she was thinking of.

"Yes, I also want to see them getting extra training." Dai Yuheng continued.

Zhao Xin heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the two of them were so motivated. His inner pride was also aroused. "Although you are a senior from the inner courtyard, I am not afraid of you. I just want to see you being defeated by me."

In the afternoon, Zhao Xin was practicing when someone pushed the door open. Zhao Xin opened his eyes and saw that the person was Chen Zifeng, whom he had not seen for a month.

"You're back."

"Brother Xin!" Chen Zifeng said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to come back earlier than me."

"I just arrived today too."

"Brother Xin, come and try it. This is the specialty dried meat from my hometown." Chen Zifeng took out two black "long bricks" from the soul guide.

"Can this thing be delicious?" Zhao Xin took the dried meat, looked at it over and over again, sniffed it, and smelled a herbal fragrance.

"Don't be fooled by its inconspicuous appearance. The meat comes from the red pig, a hundred-year-old soul beast. The meat is only from the hind legs of the red pig. It is smeared with spices made from secret herbs, and finally smoked with branches of pine trees that have grown for at least ten years. Eating this kind of jerky regularly will subtly improve your physical fitness. The pieces of jerky I brought are the best of the best. The pine trees used are from hundred-year-old soul beasts."

"Heavenly fragrant pine? Aren't there very few of these plants?"

"There are only some of these pine trees in my area. That's why I say they are a specialty of my area."

Zhao Xin looked at the dried meat in his hand, and thought of the cakes his mother brought him, and asked Chen Zifeng: "Are Gong Yangmo and the others here?"

"We're all here. We agreed to come back three days early before the holiday."

"Then let's have dinner together in the grove behind the academy tonight. It's a good opportunity for you to taste my mother's cooking."

"real?"

"Go!"

In the small woods at the back of the mountain, the moon was already casting its soft light, and the people were gathered together chewing the dried meat that Chen Zifeng had brought.

"It's delicious." Gong Yangmo took big bites. He felt a small warm current nourishing his body. "I really want to eat it every day."

"There's everything in dreams." Chen Zifeng bluntly said, "Do you know how hard it is to make this? I want to eat it every day. My original dream was to raise a group of red pigs and have them provide me with jerky."

"After eating Chen Zifeng's dried meat, try my treasure." Zhao Xin said mysteriously, and then took out the pastries made by Long Linger for him, as well as a small box.

Gong Yangmo took the lead and picked up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth: "Although the cake is delicious, I feel that this should not be the point."