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Qi Kingdom, Capital Everlasting Palace.

It was a scorching summer day, and the sun was high in the sky, roasting the heat waves of the earth.

Under the rays of the sun, it shone with an extraordinary silver light and radiated with a frightening power. The statue depicted an imposing middle-aged man, clad in armor, holding a spear against the blue sky, standing on a fierce tiger with a domineering aura.

This man was the first generation Hall Master, and was also the founder of the Everlasting Palace. For the past hundred years, he was the only almighty being known as the Martial Emperor Stage, rumored to have fought with the Orientals for decades, and in order to protect the safety of the first generation Hall Master, he fought with all his might against a Martial Emperor Stage Ranker and three high rank Martial King s.

Under the statues of the first generation Hall Master, one by one, the young students were standing orderly on top of the Collegiate Martial Field, waiting for the results of the annual freshmen assessment. Everlasting Palace had always thought that cultivating outstanding talents in the Martial Arts was his responsibility, and would widely accept talented youths from all over the world as his honorary disciples. After entering the palace, each year, there would be a new disciple assessment, which was divided into two tests, the first test, and after advancing to the warrior realm, he would have the qualifications to participate in the second assessment.

In the center of the Collegiate Martial Field, there were three huge pieces of spirit white jade, they were imbued with spirit energy, like jade that was releasing white light, becoming a warrior and emitting a yellow glow.

The students took turns to step forward and test the results of their past year's cultivation. They only heard a hall elder announce the results.

"Han Feng, beginner warrior!" "Qualified!"

"Li Bai Ting, Elementary Warrior!" "Qualified!"

"He Dong, a high-level fighter!" "Not qualified!"

Once the results were out, some people rejoiced, and some people were sad. Those who passed were naturally ecstatic, and those who didn't pass were few and far between.

"Jiang Huan will go up for the test!"

"Jiang Huan will go up for the test!"

"Jiang Huan! Where's Jiang Huan?! "

"It's here, it's here, I'm here!"

When the Clan Elder called Jiang Huan over, he called him twice before anyone answered him.

The newcomer was about sixteen to seventeen years old, his slender figure was dressed in a gray robe, his fair face had a sharp angle, and his deep black eyes were pure without a trace of impurities. His soft hair was combed with a hairpin, and there was even an emerald hairpin stuck in his hair.

Jiang Huan immediately ran up to the stage and used the sleeve sleeve to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"Student Jiang Huan greets elder, come up for the test."

The elder looked a little dissatisfied, but he quickly returned to his normal expression. He said faintly, "Let's begin."

Seeing Jiang Huan on stage, the students below the stage started to discuss.

"Screech!" This brat is here again?! "

This brat has been in the Everlasting Palace for three years and is still an honorary disciple. He comes every year for the freshmen assessment, and none of them pass! If it wasn't for the fact that his father is a Grand Marshal of the State, based on his talent, he wouldn't even be able to touch the doors of our Everlasting Palace! "

"Don't talk nonsense. It's the rule of the Everlasting Palace for the past hundred years.

"Tch!"

"Oh right, have you heard? Just like before, Liu Family's Yin brought his daughter and her betrothal gift and personally went to Marshal's mansion to end the marriage."

"Master Bei Zhi Li's Palace, Liu Chengyi? Impossible, Master Liu is a second stage Prefecture Overseer and Grand Marshal of the State is a first stage Martial Officer. Furthermore, Jiang Huan and that brat are intimate.

"What do you know, this Liu Fenghan has been hooked up with the young master of the Shang Shu Ling Official Ouyang. This young master Ouyang is a direct disciple of the inner courtyard of the Imperial College, he just broke through to the Martial Master Stage at the beginning of this year, the emperor has even given him a royal review on it.

"To personally bring up the brush!" Which one of them had this honor?! "Lord Liu and the order are to be married, one is a second rank official, the other is a second rank official. The marshal has always prided himself on being righteous and did not keep in touch with the officials of the imperial court.

"Stop talking, quickly look!" That kid starts his test. I bet thirty silver, just like last year, I'm still an intermediate fighter! "

"Tch!" What the heck are we betting on! "There's no suspense at all!"

Jiang Huan did not hear the discussion going on below the stage, he extended his right hand and caressed the white spirit jade, feeling the warmth from his palm, he secretly channeled his Spirit Qi, suddenly, a wave of white light flashed twice and disappeared, causing Jiang Huan to be disappointed.

Without even raising his head, the elder announced the results to the thousands of students gathered at the Collegiate Martial Field.

"Jiang Huan, Intermediate Ranker! "Not qualified!"

Everyone below the stage burst into laughter when they heard this. Everything was within their expectations. As expected, it was just like the past years; there was no progress at all.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Jiang Huan chuckled and turned to walk out of the Collegiate Martial Field.

The clogging of Jiang Huan's divine sense since childhood was so serious, the amount of vitality he could absorb was pitifully small! As a member of the General's Family, how could he not practice martial arts? He started to cultivate while memorizing the events, and was only an Intermediate Ranker up until now. After entering the Everlasting Palace for three years, his cultivation had not advanced at all.

However, he did not give up. Every year, the freshmen assessment would come, and even in the face of the ridicule from others, he would persevere and walk forward. He remembered his father's teachings: "Martial artists refine the body, refine the qi, and improve the mind!"

Not long after Jiang Huan left the stage, he heard the elder's shout.

"Liu Fenghan will go up for the test!"

Hearing this, Jiang Huan turned his head to look at a young girl standing on the stage. Her face was pink, and her features were as pretty as a picture. She was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and had a beautiful figure.