"At that time, my senior told me that with the passage of time, the Wood Spirit Demon Clan may have disappeared from the world."
Ruan Kongyin smiled and said, "I know. I will keep an eye out for other news."
Jiang Wuyuan nodded.
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The national competition is scheduled for the beginning of next month.
With less than two weeks left until the competition, it's time for each university to submit its roster.
As one of the four major universities in the Dragon Kingdom, the competition for places at Zhan Tian Academy is exceptionally fierce.
The number of applicants reached nearly a thousand.
Of course, this doesn't mean that people who haven't registered don't want to participate.
Instead, they knew that their strength was not among the top in Zhan Tian Academy, so registering would be a waste of time.
"At 2 PM this afternoon, all those who have registered will gather together, and my uncle will select ten people to represent Zhan Tian Academy in the battle. However, under normal circumstances, senior students will not participate; their focus is mainly on the battlefield and the abyss."
Jiang Wuyuan received a message from Ruan Kongyin while he was eating, so he rushed over to meet him: "How do we choose the people?"
"Those who are ranked on the leaderboard will be sorted according to their ranking. Those who are not ranked can choose to challenge those who are ranked. If they succeed in the challenge, they will take that person's ranking. Finally, the top ten will advance."
Jiang Wuyuan understood; it was indeed a very fair approach.
In any case, anything earned through merit is fair in this world.
"It's almost time, let's go to the training ground."
The two hurried there.
By this time, a considerable number of people had gathered around the ten arenas.
Each person exuded a powerful aura, displaying the demeanor of a strong individual.
Jiang Wuyuan finally directly experienced the power of Zhan Tian Academy—striving to eliminate mediocre individuals.
At exactly 2:00 PM, Jiang Wuyuan was already surrounded by a large crowd.
Ruan Yanqing also appeared in front of everyone on time, standing in mid-air, looking down at the students gathered together.
"Dear students, thank you for your enthusiastic anticipation of participating in the national competition." Ruan Yanqing's voice was gentle, like a clear spring, soothing to the soul. "However, due to the limited number of participants, I regret to announce that only ten of you can remain."
Jiang Wuyuan listened quietly to the person speaking, his expression calm.
However, the chilling sword intent emanating from those deep, star-like pupils was both sharp and captivating.
He was determined to get that spot.
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