As for Lin Yun's identity, Xiahou Yang didn't doubt it at all.
However, he felt that Lin Yun's arrogant and unruly eyes had become more resolute after returning from his training.
Just like that, the final preliminaries of the Xiahou Martial House officially came to an end.
The three core disciples who would go to the general assembly were Lin Yun, Xiahou Xuan, and Qing Yi.
Not long after, Xiahou Yang, Zhuang Zhou, and Lin Yun arrived at the Xiahou Mansion's great hall.
"Seven days from now, the General Alliance Conference will officially begin."
Thank you for your hard work in today's preliminaries. "
Xiahou Yang had a gratified expression on his face as he looked at the three disciples from his Martial Palace. Especially Lin Yun, whose performance today had exceeded his expectations.
"In our Xiahou Martial House, the three of you are indeed the cream of the crop, especially Jiang Yun. He has the grace to suppress the other core disciples.
"However, this is not enough for you to be arrogant and complacent. There are many experts in the general assembly, especially the core disciples from the general assembly. Compared to them, the three of you are very ordinary.
"Even if you can't compare to the core disciples of the general assembly, the core disciples from the other Alliance Martial House participating in the general assembly are also the cream of the crop of the younger generation."
"Ordinary?" Qing Yi was surprised to hear this word, then he smiled awkwardly and said, "Headmaster, it's reasonable that I'm ordinary. Jiang Yun and Miss Xuan 'er are more talented than me, but are you saying that they can't compare to the core disciples of the general assembly?"
The general assembly represented the true core disciples of the Sacred Alliance. They were different from the core disciples of the eighty-four Martial Houses.
The core disciples of the general assembly were taught by the higher-ups of the Sacred Alliance.
"The lowest level of the core disciples of the general assembly is the seventh level Wu Huang, and the highest is the eighth level Wu Huang," Zhuang Zhou explained.
"What?" Even Xiahou Xuan furrowed her brows when she heard this.
"Teacher Zhuang, the instructors of the 84 Martial Houses only have a cultivation between the ninth rank Wu Huang and the peak of the ninth rank Wu Huang. Do the disciples of the Union have a similar cultivation as you?" Qingyi asked in disbelief.
"That's right. The Great Alliance's core disciples have all gone through many rounds of selection. Furthermore, they possess a large amount of resources provided by the Sacred Alliance. Naturally, their cultivation speed will far surpass yours."
"Wu Huang, who hasn't reached Rank 7, can't even step on the threshold of a core disciple. So, do you understand the gap between you and him?" Xiahou Yang wasn't trying to scare them. He just wanted these three to know the truth of the matter.
Both Qingyi and Xiahou Xuan lowered their heads, feeling a little uncomfortable. After all, they were considered the top geniuses of the Xiahou Martial House, but even they couldn't become core disciples in the general alliance.
Compared to the two's shock, Lin Yun wasn't surprised at all.
After all, no matter how talented the Great Alliance's core disciples were, they were all mediocre in his eyes.
Xiahou Yang continued, "In this year's Martial Competition, each of the 84 Martial Houses under the banner of the Sacred Alliance will send three core disciples for a total of 252 participants.
"In addition, there will be 252 core disciples from the general alliance. Among them, there will be more than 50 who have reached Rank 7 Wu Huang. "
Xiahou Xuan and Qingyi's breathing quickened at this.
Qingyi couldn't help but exclaim, "Doesn't that mean we won't even make it to the top one hundred?"
Xiahou Yang smiled wryly. He knew that he was trying to suppress the three young geniuses' morale, but he had no other choice.
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, the young geniuses participating in the Martial Competition are the cream of the crop in the entire western world."
"If you can make it to the top one hundred, it means that your strength is also within the top one hundred of the entire western world's younger generation."
Qingyi shook his head with a bitter smile. "In the entire western world, I might not even be able to make it to the top one hundred, right?"
Xiahou Xuan bit her lip and clenched her fists, feeling a little unwilling.
Zhuang Zhou also comforted them with a smile, "You don't have to feel too much pressure. Miss Xuan 'er is not even eighteen years old. She can still participate in the Martial Competition ten years from now."
"Jiang Yun's current strength is also above his peers. His future is limitless."
"In the next Martial Competition, Miss Xuan 'er's strength will definitely grow. At that time, even if she can't make it to the top ten, she still has a chance to make it to the top fifty."
"Teacher Zhuang, with Miss Xuan 'er's talent, she can probably reach Rank 8 Wu Huang in ten years. Can't she even make it to the top ten?" Qingyi knew that his talent was inferior to these two, but Zhuang Zhou's words left him in disbelief.
If even Xiahou Xuan couldn't make it to the top ten in ten years, it was simply unbelievable.
"Top ten?" Xiahou Yang bitterly smiled and explained, "Top ten? Dream on. Even the top twenty will be difficult."
"According to the records of the previous Martial Competitions of the Sacred Alliance, the top ten places are all occupied by the direct disciples of the twelve Sect Masters of the Sacred Alliance."
"In so many Martial Competitions, there has never been a Martial House disciple that was able to make it to the top twenty."
"The best result of the 84 Martial Houses of the Alliance was achieved by a peerless genius. He slaughtered his way through the Martial House and forced back the core disciples of the Martial House. But in the end, he fell at the feet of the twelve direct disciples, and his ranking was fixed at eighteen."
"In addition to this, the disciples of our Martial House who can make it to the top thirty are all peerless geniuses."
Seeing that Qingyi and Xiahou Xuan were in low spirits, Xiahou Yang patted their shoulders and said, "Think about it. The twelve sects of the Sacred Alliance each have one direct disciple and five core disciples."
"In other words, the six disciples of these twelve sects are enough to occupy the top fifty. Even the other core disciples of the Martial House will find it difficult to shake their positions."
"Moreover, the other core disciples of the Martial House are also monstrous geniuses. If you can make it to the top hundred, that is already very good. Therefore, you are still young, you still have time. "
Xiahou Yang was also very clear in his heart that although Xiahou Xuan and "Jiang Yun"'s cultivation talent was comparable to the core disciples of the Martial House, they were still in the Martial House. In terms of cultivation resources, they could not compare with the core disciples of the Martial House.
Over time, because of the large amount of cultivation resources, the gap between them would become wider and wider.
Especially the twelve direct disciples, their talent could be described as monstrous geniuses. Otherwise, they would not have entered the eyes of the twelve Wu Zun.
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