"The second match, Zhao Yuru."
"Examiner, Hu Wanli."
There were too many disciples taking the test, so the instructor didn't waste any time and immediately drew lots and read out the list.
This time, the disciple named Zhao Yuru was slightly stronger, while the examiner Hu Wanli was slightly weaker than Zeng Jianping before, but the test moves also became fifteen moves.
The disciple named Zhao Yuru tried his best and managed to hold on for fifteen moves. As soon as he passed the test, he became exhausted and collapsed on the stage. Applause broke out from the audience.
No matter what, he passed the assessment, which gave other candidates a lot of confidence.
The assessment continued, and each time both parties drew lots temporarily. Although there was a chance of favoritism and fraud, the final result was still convincing. Whether it was success or failure, there was absolutely no water in it.
Mu Hanyan gradually felt relieved. Long Congyuan and his disciples were fair and impartial. She no longer had to worry about herself or Hua Yue and others being bullied.
Watching the assessment intently, Mu Hanyan also gained some insights. Although most of these candidates were of average strength, those who were selected by Longyan Academy all had outstanding qualities. Whether it was their cultivation methods or sword skills, they were all remarkable, and occasionally even gave her a sense of amazement.
As for Long Congyuan's disciples, some had elegant swordsmanship, while others were as steady as a mountain. They all had their own strengths. It seemed that they had begun to comprehend their own swordsmanship. When the strongest ones among them attacked, Mu Hanyan could even feel a hint of the energy of the law of heaven.
Watching their assessment also gave Mu Hanyan an eye-opening feeling.
After the test, less than one-third of the people passed. Most of the disciples failed to pass and left the training ground dejectedly.
No wonder Lian Huayue and Zirong were unprecedentedly cautious about this assessment. Disciples like Long Congyuan were indeed powerful and ruthless. No matter who they were, they would not show any mercy.
However, this result did not make Mu Hanyan feel uneasy, but instead made her even more motivated to fight.
Isn’t such an assessment itself a rare experience?
While other disciples preparing to take the test were feeling anxious, Mu Hanyan was full of anticipation.
"Next game, Jiang Qiling!"
"Examiner, Zhuang Xingfeng."
As soon as the instructor finished speaking, there was a burst of exclamations from the audience.
There is no need to explain Jiang Qiling's identity, and the title of the Little Witch of Longyan is not groundless. It is hard to find a disciple in the academy who has not heard of her name.
The chief examiner for this round, Zhuang Xingfeng, was a household name. Of Long Congyuan's twelve disciples, Duan Heshan, the Swordsman, was the strongest, followed by Zhuang Xingfeng.
The man lives up to his name, and so does his sword. His swordsmanship is unparalleled, graceful and exquisite. Although his fame is slightly inferior to Duan Heshan's, it's not far behind. Some even speculate that if the two really came to blows, one with the power to break mountains and rivers, the other with the power to fly thousands of miles, one known for his calmness, the other for his lightness, it's hard to say who will win.
No one expected that the person Jiang Qiling would challenge would be Zhuang Xingfeng. No one knew whether her family background and the reputation of the Little Witch of Longyan would be of any use in front of Zhuang Xingfeng.
"Haha, Jiang Qiling is going to suffer now. She has been doing whatever she wants since she was a child, relying on Dean Jiang's support. Today she is finally going to learn a lesson." Someone said gloatingly.
Although the playboy Mu has a bad reputation, the little witch Longyan is not much better and is not well-liked by others.
"That may not be the case. I think Senior Brother Zhuang will probably give him some face for the sake of Dean Jiang." Someone else retorted.
"Haven't you heard about Senior Brother Zhuang's character? If he would care about Dean Jiang's face, how could he have been kept by Lord Long all this time? The reason why Lord Long didn't let him graduate is because he was too stubborn. He was afraid that he would make too many enemies if he left the academy, so he wanted to wait until he was older and had some edges smoothed out before letting him graduate, or simply let him stay in the academy and take over Lord Long's position in the future and live a peaceful life." Another person shook his head and said.
"I've heard about this too. Senior Brother Zhuang is too stubborn. How could he possibly give face to Dean Jiang? This time, Jiang Qiling is bound to suffer, haha." Others echoed.
Mu Hanyan heard the discussions around her and shook her head secretly.
She knew Jiang Qiling was headstrong and unruly, and she knew she was unpopular. In fact, she hoped Jiang Qiling would suffer a little and learn a lesson. However, she also knew one thing: Jiang Qiling, like herself, was just a deliberate disguise. The real her was far more cunning and scheming than the average person, so hoping she would suffer was probably not that easy.
Soon, under everyone's expectant gaze, Jiang Qiling and Zhuang Xingfeng walked onto the competition stage.
"Junior Sister Jiang, if you can take five of my moves, you'll pass the test." Zhuang Xingfeng stood there with a graceful figure and a stern expression, giving off an air of elegance. His expression, which seemed to keep strangers away, proved to be just as rumored: a stubborn person who refused to give face to anyone.
"Senior Brother Zhuang, you are wrong. You should take five of my moves." Jiang Qiling slowly drew her sword and said lightly.
"What?" Looking at Jiang Qiling's confident face, everyone was so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths, thinking that there was something wrong with their ears.
Jiang Qiling became famous because of her background and unreasonable temper, but her cultivation was nothing amazing. Some even said that she was able to pass the assessment a few years ago because of Jiang Yunhe's favoritism and cheating. However, after entering the academy, her performance was mediocre and she didn't even pass a single assessment.
It was only because of Jiang Yunhe's status that no one dared to say anything. But who would have thought that she would be so shameless and actually bring her willful young lady's temper to the kendo test, and the target was Zhuang Xingfeng!
Mu Hanyan's eyes narrowed slightly. She didn't think Jiang Qiling was being rude. Her image as a shrew was a deliberate disguise. After so many years of pretending, Jiang Qiling probably wouldn't tolerate it any longer.
"Haha, you are so arrogant, Junior Sister Jiang, please." Zhuang Xingfeng smiled faintly, drew his sword and thrust it out with his wrist.
As worthy of the name of "Wind Travels Ten Thousand Miles", this sword is as fast as a meteor and as swift as lightning, but it gives people a feeling of being as graceful as the wind. Disciples with poor eyesight cannot even catch his sword momentum.
If it were him standing before Zhuang Xingfeng, he wouldn't even be able to withstand a single strike, let alone five. Many people pondered this secretly, a thin layer of sweat oozing from their foreheads.
Mu Hanyan, however, remained calm. She knew Jiang Qiling would definitely be able to take it. Had she finally given up? For what? Because of herself? Mu Hanyan blinked and looked up at the sky. Tsk, tsk, what was going on with this strange feeling of love and hate?
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