"Just not the White Tiger School...I'll never pick it...
Any one of the other three will do. But which will be the best for me to cultivate my skill?"
Austin mumbled to himself.
The old man had agreed to vouch for Austin's admission on one of the four major schools. Of course, Austin would not refuse such an opportunity. After all, he had considered entering one of the four major schools since he believed he was powerful enough.
"Well, the Blue Dragon School is a formidable academy. Sandro is a close friend of mine from Blue Dragon School. He and I go way back. I will be pleased to have him take care of you,"
the old man declared when he saw Austin's hesitation.
"Well sir, since you think so, I'll choose the Blue Dragon School."
Austin nodded in agreement. After all, except for the White Tiger School, there was no difference among the three schools for him.
He vividly remembered Percy, the deputy dean of the White Tiger School, who came to the headquarters of the Flame Holy Land to attack him.
Austin did not even consider going to the White Tiger School as he knew things might get awkward between Percy and him. Most of all, a powerful great master at Immortal Transforming Realm might use any method he deemed effective whether to educate or to discipline a junior.
"Then it is settled!
Young man--your name is Austin, right?
Upon entering the Blue Dragon School, you shall take it upon yourself to hone and cultivate your strength and skill to their maximum potential.
Enrolling in any of the four schools is a privilege and an honor. However, the competition is fierce, and it becomes harder every day. Some people may not even survive the tasks. But you have to push through for every hardship comes with a lesson,"
the old man advised.
"I'll keep that in mind,"
Austin said with gratitude.
He felt indebted to the old man for having his back. The old man did not even know who Austin was at first, or how strong he was since they never met in the battlefield. Yet he agreed to help Austin in entering the Blue Dragon School. For that, Austin was grateful.
"Well, I should head off.
Austin, I know we will see each other again. Until then,"
the old man said to Austin.
"Everybody here is aware that only the top four hundred trainees of the East Mainland are qualified to enter the four major schools. The annual quota shall remain, but with Austin as an addition. Therefore, this year we shall have four hundred and one new trainees! Welcome and congratulations to you all!"
the old man said to the crowd.
The four elders nodded in consensus.
Before the old man left, he smiled at Austin. Finally, he disappeared in an instant, inconspicuously vanishing from everyone's sight.
"Goodbye, sir!"
Austin said politely.
"Let us proceed with the selection test,"
one of the elders beside the Talent Stela announced as soon as the old man left.
"I don't accept it!"
All of a sudden, a young man with blonde hair and big blue eyes shouted. His voice sounded feeble.
"What?"
The four old men stared at the young man disgruntled.
"I am not ranked in the top four hundred in the test, so I am disqualified from entering the four major schools. That has been the only rule ever since.
Austin isn't in the top four hundred neither, but why can he go to the four schools?"
the young man complained to the four old men.
"Yeah, it is indeed unfair.
Isn't it agreed upon that the result would solely be based on the Talent Stela?
Why did they make such an exception for Austin?"
the other cultivators whispered to each other.
"Silence!"
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