On the eighth day of the ninth lunar month, the autumn sky was high and the air was crisp.
As the morning mist rises, the makeshift tent campsites on the plains begin to come alive.
Although no dinner was served last night, Junwu prepared breakfast.
Hundreds of soldiers pushed food carts through the camp, distributing several kilograms of beef jerky and concentrated malt to everyone.
After breakfast, all the new students, in groups of twenty, left the camp under the guidance of the military personnel and returned to the square in front of the military gate, where they stood in line.
At this moment, a high platform was erected behind the main gate of the military academy, with a bright red banner hanging on it that read "Opening Ceremony and Admission Ceremony of Jiangzhong Military Academy".
The soldiers standing all around were dressed in ancient-style armor and uniforms, their postures were proud, yet they exuded a sense of solemnity.
However, the most eye-catching figures were the ten martial artists dressed in Jiangzhong Military Security uniforms standing on the high platform.
They varied in age and appearance, including two women, but even with deliberate suppression, their fierce aura still possessed a soaring power.
Mountains and seas!
Although all the new students knew of their existence when they arrived yesterday, the shock they felt at that moment had not diminished much.
Various opinions and discussions arose.
"Before the sinking, why weren't those people standing with us?"
Yang Lingjie suddenly pointed to the side and whispered, "And why do those people don't seem like freshmen..."
Shen Qian looked in the direction he was pointing and saw hundreds of young people with different temperaments standing on the side of the square. Most of them were silent, but they were impossible to ignore.
Shen Qian sensed a familiar aura emanating from them.
These people have probably all seen blood.
A martial artist who has experienced life-or-death battles will be vastly different from a student martial artist in an ivory tower.
In the instant before sinking, it became clear that these were probably intended to fill the ranks of "freshmen" in the senior military academy.
I just don't know what channels they used to get admitted.
"Sink forward!"
Just then, a loud shout rang out, drawing the attention of many people.
Chen Qian turned around and saw Ouyang Fei waving frantically at him from several rows away.
The two did not come to Jiangzhou together. The camp was too big yesterday, and Shen Qian was too lazy to look for the other, but they only met now.
I have to say it was quite nice to see Ouyang Fei here; it felt like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
"Sinking forward?"
"This name sounds so familiar..."
"Holy crap, the national martial arts champion is named Shen Qian!"
"Yes, yes, and the online sources say that the person who enrolled is Jiangzhong Military Academy!"
Ouyang Fei's excited shouts caused a murmur among the crowd, and many people craned their necks to look over.
"Where is the sinking site?"
A questioning voice pierced through all the noise, and the crowd not far away unconsciously parted under some kind of intimidating force, revealing a sharp-eyed young man.
He exudes an astonishing aura of pressure; anyone can easily sense the surging power hidden within him.
"Hiss, it's Xiao Ye, the martial arts champion from the second-largest province in the Northwest!"
Someone immediately recognized the boy.
"It's said that he has already broken through to the intermediate martial arts level..."
"An eighteen-year-old martial arts master, sigh, these top scholars are indeed prodigies."
After scanning the area, Xiao Ye's gaze quickly settled on Shen Qian, and he walked directly towards Shen Qian.
"He doesn't think you're the one who sank in, does he?" Yang Lingjie asked worriedly.
He didn't answer before sinking in, because he was searching his memory.
If he remembered correctly, he should have seen Xiao Ye somewhere before.
"It really was you!"
Xiao Ye stopped a few meters away, staring intently at Shen Qian. "You still remember me, don't you?"
At this moment, Shen Qian also remembered, and felt somewhat helpless.
It seems they can't keep a low profile any longer.
He and Xiao Ye had indeed met.
On the ladder to heaven, the third practical subject of the martial arts college entrance examination, Shen Qian had fought with his opponent before, and he still remembered it.
At least before he left the system, he was probably no match for the other party.
Just as Shen Qian was about to answer, another loud shout rang out, "Where is Shen Qian... Make way, make way!"
A young man waving a folding fan pushed through the crowd of onlookers and walked in, his eyes immediately landing on Shen Qian.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The young man suddenly burst into wild laughter, startling those around him. He shook his folding fan, revealing the four large characters "Martial Arts Madman".
The young man raised his chin, put his hands behind his back, and said, "A sword can travel ninety thousand miles, and three months have passed since we parted... Chen Qian, how have you been?"
"Yue... Yue Dakan?"
Yang Lingjie, who was standing next to him, stammered a little.
He and the young man came from the same school and quickly recognized each other.
He had already understood something, and his gaze towards Chen Qian suddenly became complicated, mixed with a trace of resentment.
"The top scholar from the third province in the southeast!"
Although the onlookers didn't recognize the young man, they immediately recognized him upon hearing his name, and someone exclaimed in surprise.
Among the new students of Jiangzhong Military Academy this year, there are nine top scorers, and some enthusiasts have already collected all their information.
Upon hearing the greeting, Chen Qian's lips twitched slightly. Were we that familiar?
Fortunately, he had already searched his memory and quickly remembered the seemingly abnormal young man.
What a coincidence! Yue Dakan was also an opponent he encountered when he climbed the Heavenly Ladder.
For some reason, the soldiers responsible for maintaining order on the perimeter did not seem to have any intention of stopping the "excitement," and more and more people were gathering in this direction.
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