The freshmen have been intimidated frequently these past two days, and have almost gotten used to it. They all know what to do at this time, and no one is trying to commit suicide.
At this moment, the whole place was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard clearly.
After three breaths, the pressure subsided.
On the high platform, in the main seat in the middle, a middle-aged man with a square face and a dignified look walked forward.
"Welcome all new students to Daxia Academy. I am the principal, Qin Ruge."
"The sorting exam will now begin."
"Daxia Academy currently has three major departments, namely the Manufacturing Department, the Combat Department, and the Merit Department."
"Although you have already filled out your application before entering the school, warriors are respected for their strength. Which department you can enter depends on your own strength."
"Five hundred meters to the rear, there is a circular building with a three-story arena."
"The first floor is for the martial arts department, the second floor is for the manufacturing department, and the third floor is for the combat department. The number of people on each floor cannot exceed 500."
"The time limit is two hours. You will be admitted to the department on whichever floor you are on at the end of the day."
"Do you understand?"
"Now, start the timer."
As soon as the words fell, all the freshmen turned around and ran back in unison.
In an instant, the scene became chaotic. Some people were pushed to the ground and disappeared in the surging torrent.
Some of them directly turned on the PK mode, swinging their fists, ready to fight their way out.
On the high platform, Principal Qin Ruge and a group of senior executives were watching with a smile, and occasionally making a comment.
"That little guy is quite interesting. His Qi and blood are solid. He should have tempered his body three times."
"I'm more optimistic about the girl on the left. She's ruthless enough and a good candidate."
"Haha... that must be Lin Pingan! This year's top scorer. Interesting, really interesting."
"Hehehe... It seems like something weird happens every year. It looks like there will be more excitement to watch in the future."
“…”
Hearing this, everyone turned their eyes away.
Lin Ping'an did not fight or compete, but walked slowly behind. When he met a freshman lying on the ground, he did not help or even look at him, but just walked past him.
Seeing this, the teachers started discussing.
"This little guy seems to have some mental problems."
"Haha! Do you think any high-level warrior is mentally normal? They should all be taken to a mental hospital for examination and put in the intensive care unit."
"That's right! This is how the world is. How can you survive without being crazy?"
"He's just a little cold! I've read his file. Both his parents died in the Evil Warrior incident. He grew up alone. It's normal for him to behave like this."
"Ah! This damn world has forced good people into hell."
"That's enough! You have to finish the road you have chosen even if you have to kneel down."
"Only 130+ cards of HP at the first-grade intermediate level? What a pity!"
"That's true. The talent is not good enough! The innate conditions are insufficient! In the end, it can only become a shooting star."
“Hahaha…you old fellows! You were fooled this time. This little guy hid himself so well that he fooled all of you.”
“…”
As they chatted, several high-level warriors couldn't help laughing, and one of them laughed loudly.
The teachers who were teased for not breaking through to the advanced level had confused faces and blank eyes.
I carefully repeated the feeling several times, but still couldn't find the problem.
"Is this true? My perception is only at the first level! Hiding? How could he hide in front of my fifth-level peak strength?"
"That's right! How can there be hidden strength? Why didn't I see it?"
"If you have something to say, say it now. If you have something to fart, fart now. Don't be a riddler here."
“…”
Principal Qin Ruge coughed lightly, stopped smiling, and spoke slowly.
"Changge, you successfully broke through to the seventh-grade Grandmaster realm yesterday. You should be able to see it now!"
Beside him, Su Changge nodded in a steady tone.
"Hmm! I figured it out! My guess was right! Lin Ping'an is not just at the first level, but has reached the third level."
"It seems that the book 'Lianxi Jue' is indeed an abridged version. In fact, the hidden range of his skills should be below the high level."
"I don't know whether he created it himself or obtained it from some strange encounter. It's a relic technique that has never appeared in the world."
"If it's the first one, then Lin Ping'an's talent as a civilization master is more than ten times stronger than expected."
"But if it is the second or other situation, then his luck is definitely not low."
Principal Qin Ruge nodded in agreement and spoke with certainty.
"Yes, Lin Ping'an's hidden true Qi and health value should be around 3,200, almost the peak of the third rank."
"This little guy probably has a lot of hidden secrets, and his personality is extremely reserved."
"According to my guess, the so-called low qualifications are probably fake."
"There may be a powerful person behind Lin Ping'an who is investing in and training him. The quasi-sixth-grade master who once appeared briefly in Tianyang City is very likely his protector, but I don't know if there is someone deeper."
At this time, a teacher spoke with some concern.
"But if Lin Ping'an is at the peak of the third rank, then isn't he hiding it too deeply? Will he have ulterior motives and be detrimental to the school?"
Upon hearing this, the other teachers burst into laughter and made all kinds of jokes.
"Old Zheng, Old Zheng, you have some wisdom, but not much. You said it very well this time, but don't say it again next time!"
"Old Zheng, you are not the type to use your brain. Don't use your brain next time! It's useless! It will only lead to distorted analysis."
"It was very thoughtful, but it went in the wrong direction."
"Who would send an 18-year-old super genius with peak third-grade strength as an undercover agent? Evil warriors also have brains."
"This kind of skill can only be hidden below a high level. That little guy or the people behind him probably know that they will be seen through. In this case, they still dare to let people come under our noses, which represents a kind of goodwill."
“…”
A moment later.
Qin Ruge spoke slowly.
"By the way, that child seems to be a bit cautious and xenophobic, and has a somewhat eccentric personality. It seems that we need to take care of him and let him know the tolerance of our Daxia Academy."
“…”
Upon hearing this, all the teachers nodded.
Since ancient times, there have been many problem children among the geniuses, and now there is just one more.
It doesn’t matter, I’m used to it anyway.
When they were young, they also caused a lot of headaches for their teachers and seniors.
On the battlefield of all races, everyone becomes stronger through fighting. After a long time and with more experience, they will naturally mature and show due responsibility for the great cause of the race.
At the same time, Lin Ping'an, who was on the first floor of the arena, suddenly felt relieved.
The gazes and the feeling of thorns on my back finally disappeared.
Fortunately, we were well prepared. Even the strong men from Da Xia Academy could not see through the true cultivation level under the "Shen Yin Jue".
The first hidden layer, 130 cards, a normal first-grade intermediate warrior.
Under the second hidden layer, 3225 cards, the normal cultivation level of a third-grade peak warrior.
Under the third hidden layer, there are 22,000 calories, which is comparable to the cultivation level of a third-grade peak warrior with sixth-grade Qi and blood.
According to calculations, those strong people should be able to see the hidden second level.
As for the real situation, Lin Pingan cannot expose it easily at this moment.
Once exposed, it will immediately attract the attention of countless powerful people.
Unless he possesses the top strength of the human race, or the strength to dominate all races in the world.
The former can protect his life without worry, while the latter does not matter. Who dares to ask? Who dares to think?