Thinking of this, Wang Chen was filled with emotion.
That's right, Wang Chen had restrained his strength just now. Although his strength was greatly damaged now, and he only had the strength of a rank one king martial artist. However, Wang Chen cultivated Star Body Tempering after all, and reached the height of Level Seven Body Tempering. Just the physical body, Wang Chen's strength could surpass a middle-stage king martial artist, not to mention using Quintessential Essence? If he went all out, Wang Chen was absolutely confident that the power of his punch was at least comparable to the power of a rank five king martial artist. Or even stronger.
Of course, if Wang Chen opened the Eight Inner Hidden Gates and his bloodline talent... that would definitely be even more powerful.
Although his meridians were damaged now, the Eight Inner Hidden Gates was a part of Star Body Tempering. Wang Chen's physical body had completely recovered. Therefore, it did not affect him opening the Eight Inner Hidden Gates.
Now, Wang Chen could open five levels of the Eight Inner Hidden Gates. Once the fifth level was opened, the increase in strength would reach a terrifying four times! In this way, Wang Chen's strength was even more terrifying than ordinary high-level king martial artists!
It was just that, facing such an assessment, Wang Chen did not need to open the Eight Inner Hidden Gates at all.
As for bloodline talent, there was no need to talk about it.
Moreover, opening the Eight Inner Hidden Gates and bloodline talent would more or less cause some burden on the meridians. Therefore, unless it was necessary, Wang Chen would not rashly open it.
It was also precisely because of this that he acted low-key. As long as he passed this test, it would be fine.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Hearing Wang Chen's words, the two middle-aged men in charge of the assessment came back to their senses at this time. With a strange look in their eyes, they looked at Wang Chen: "Strength qualified, material strength control, excellent!"
In the blink of an eye, the two gave Wang Chen's assessment results.
Then, they returned the identity card to Wang Chen: "Now, you can enter the square and wait for the second round of assessment. Good luck! "
Looking at Wang Chen, a trace of pity flashed in their eyes.
That's right, it was a pity!
It had to be said that Wang Chen's control over his power made the two Martial Emperors admire him. However, it was a pity. Mastery of power was not everything. This was only the most basic requirement of the White Tiger Academy.
If only Wang Chen's strength could be a little stronger. Even if it was a middle-stage Martial King, there was still hope. Perhaps the two of them would help Wang Chen a little. Unfortunately, Wang Chen was too weak.
At the age of 21, he was already a First Order Martial King. His talent could not be considered bad. But it was definitely not good! At most, it could only be considered as below average! What did the Central Continent lack the most? What they lacked the least was talent! Therefore, Wang Chen could only feel pity.
Wang Chen did not think too much about the two's gazes. After receiving the residence card, he walked toward the Du Clan's plaza under the guidance of a young man.
At this moment, the square was extremely noisy! Over here, three to four thousand warriors had already gathered. These people needed to pass the semi-finals to be able to participate in tomorrow's elimination selection!
Of course, there were some talented warriors who exceeded the requirements by two levels. They did not need to participate in this round of semi-finals and could directly enter the elimination selection that would begin the next day.
There would not be many people in this group. But Wang Chen also knew that they were definitely not rare. At the very least, Wang Chen knew that Lan Menghan belonged to this group of people!
The seventeen-year-old Lan Menghan had already entered the ranks of a First Order Martial King. Therefore, he belonged to this group of people who could directly participate in the elimination selection.
And these three to four thousand people in front of him were less than four thousand people who were selected from close to twenty thousand warriors in the morning! The proportion of people who were selected was only a pitiful two to three out of ten! It was not even this number. Seeing this scene, Wang Chen was quite emotional. The White Tiger Academy's selection was incomparably cruel. This was the Central Continent where the strong were respected. This was the Central Continent where geniuses were everywhere!
One had to know that among those who were eliminated, there was no lack of talented people. These people would definitely be considered geniuses in the Northern Border. However, in the Central Continent, they were buried in the tide of people. It was really a pity.
At this moment, the warriors in the square were chatting and laughing in groups of three to five. After passing the preliminary test, they were obviously incomparably excited. This represented that they had taken the first step towards the White Tiger Academy! As long as they successfully passed the second round of tests in the afternoon and the elimination selection tomorrow, they would be able to head to White Tiger City to participate in the final selection. Compared to those who failed, they were naturally happy.
Of course, there were also some martial artists who stood by themselves. They were silent and their eyes were incomparably sharp!
Although they had passed the first round, the second round was still abnormally difficult.
On the huge square, there were a few people coming in from time to time! Time flew by. After an unknown amount of time, when it was about three or four in the afternoon, there were already seven to eight thousand warriors gathered on the square. At this time, the first round of selection was considered to have ended. The people present were the ones who had been selected to participate in the second round of tests from one of the ten selection points in Sunfall City, the Du Family Plaza Selection Point.
At this moment, with so many people coexisting, the huge square inevitably became a little crowded.
At this time, on the high platform at the very front, about twenty middle-aged men appeared in the crowd's line of sight. These people were the ones who had been in charge of the previous selection.
At this moment, the meaning of their arrival could not be any clearer. Instantly, there was some uproar and noise in the square.
Everyone was eager to try, knowing that the semi-finals were about to begin.
After gathering the crowd, an old man who was leading the group swept his gaze across everyone and said slowly, "Those who have tokens with numbers less than one thousand, gather at the front!"
His voice seemed very soft, but Wang Chen could clearly feel that his voice seemed to explode in everyone's ears.
Grandmaster Martial Artist!
That's right, in the next moment, Wang Chen could feel from the faint aura that this old man was at least a Grandmaster Martial Artist!
As expected of the Central Mainland, Grandmaster Martial Artists, who were rarely seen in the northern borderline, were not rare here! At the very least, they were much more numerous than those in the northern borderline.
Under the old man's request, soon, those who had tokens with numbers less than one thousand in their hands came to the front.
This was a number plate that everyone would receive upon entering the Du Family Plaza.
Previously, Wang Chen had been wondering what this was for. Now, he finally understood. It was the order of the candidates for the semi-finals.
What kind of test would the semi-finals be like? Wang Chen could not help but feel a little curious.
"Twenty-five rows, forty rows. Hurry up and stand properly. Those who haven't had their turn yet, step back a hundred meters! "
Seeing that a thousand people had stepped forward, the old man nodded and continued to speak.
Under the old man's request, the one thousand cultivators quickly stood in twenty-five rows in the blink of an eye, forming an orderly formation.
"The semi-finals begin!" Once everyone was in line, the old man shouted softly. In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty warriors beside him jumped off the high platform and blended into the crowd.
If one looked closely, they would realize that these people were evenly distributed and stood evenly in the crowd.
"The second stage of the semi-finals is a test of mental strength! Those who can endure for fifteen minutes under the pressure of the aura will be able to enter the elimination round that will begin tomorrow! "
Sweeping his gaze across the crowd, the old man spoke calmly after seeing that everyone had taken their places!
Then, he nodded at the roughly twenty middle-aged men standing in the crowd and closed his eyes.
Receiving the old man's gaze, the twenty middle-aged men shouted softly in the blink of an eye and all of them released their auras.
"Pressure of the aura!" Standing at the back, Wang Chen's eyes lit up when he saw this scene and a smile appeared on his lips.
He did not think that the White Tiger Academy would make such a big fuss just for the selection. Using nearly twenty Emperor Martial Artists to exert pressure of the aura.
And this was only one of the ten selection locations in Sunfall City! This also meant that the other selection locations were doing the same thing.
Based on this calculation … the entire thirty-six cities of the Barbarian Province would require the White Tiger Academy to use up to a thousand people to conduct the annual selection. Furthermore, these one thousand people had to be Emperor Martial Artists!
Thinking of this, Wang Chen was instantly somewhat shocked.
What kind of concept was this, how terrifying was this? Mobilizing a thousand Emperor Martial Artists? That was a thousand Emperor Martial Artists! It was enough to form an army that could easily sweep through the entire Northern Frontier!
Looking at the entire Northern Frontier, including the old monsters that were hiding, it would be difficult for the number of Emperor Martial Artists to reach five hundred. And the Barbarian Province had mobilized a thousand Emperor Martial Artists for this selection … What kind of concept was this? Wang Chen was somewhat confused.
As expected, there were many strong people, a place where the strong were as numerous as trees in a forest. Just like what Lin Zhan had warned him before, without the strength of a Martial Artist, it was best not to come to the Central Continent! Because in the Central Continent, the status of Emperor Martial Artists was perhaps only equivalent to the status of Emperor Martial Artists in the Northern Frontier, or even slightly inferior. Thinking of this, Wang Chen was filled with emotion.
However, Wang Chen had neglected one point! A very important point.
The Central Continent had a population of several billion.
Just the Barbarian Province alone had a population of several hundred million, which was even larger than the Northern Frontier.
In addition, the Central Continent was filled with experts from all over the world. Apart from the Northern Borderline, there were also the Western Borderline, the Southern Borderline, and the Eastern Jiang. Experts from these places would also be rushing towards the Central Continent.
Among them, the Western Frontier, the Southern Frontier, and the Eastern Frontier were undoubtedly the most powerful. Although these three territories were not the Central Continent, but compared to the Northern Frontier, which was known as the Land of the Barbarians, they were many times more powerful. After all, they were not separated by the Canyon of Death, the Sea of Hades, and the Wailing Plains. For thousands of years, the constant exchange and development made these three places incomparably powerful.
And the strong people from these places, those with extraordinary talent, would all come to the Central Continent to gain experience. Because of this, the Central Continent did not lack strong people.
In the Barbarian Province, there were more than ten thousand Emperor Martial Artists. Not to mention one thousand people.
And in the Barbarian Province, the White Tiger Institute was a top school. Countless young masters of powerful families and those with extraordinary talent wanted to enter the White Tiger Institute to study.
Although they only accepted one thousand people every year. But these one thousand people were undoubtedly existences that could become Emperor Martial Artists.
Because of this, it was not difficult for the White Tiger Institute to become Emperor Martial Artists!
In the eyes of Wang Chen, it was an incomparably terrifying number. One thousand Emperor Martial Artists, in the White Tiger Institute, was an effortless matter.
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