75: Chapter 75 Blood Qi Surges! The College Entrance Examination Begins
June 5th, one day before the college entrance exam. Su Lin sat at the table, drinking milk tea, with no trace of nervousness on his face.
"It's finally here."
Not only was he not nervous, but Su Lin wished the exam would come sooner so he could finish it and return to Jianghuo City early.
Two days ago, they were notified to go to the Tianhai City Examination Bureau, where the bureau gave them a thorough introduction to the differences in this year's college entrance exam.
Tomorrow, the cultural subjects will be tested; ordinary martial artist candidates only have to take the cultural subjects tomorrow.
However, candidates for the Ten Thousand Races Language will have to take an additional day of the Ten Thousand Races Language exam the day after tomorrow.
These were all normal and no different from the college entrance exams in Jianghuo City in the past.
What was special was the final martial arts practical exam, which was divided into two parts: a practical test and a martial arts tournament.
The practical test only required one day, but the martial arts tournament would take half a month; the entire college entrance exam would take almost more than half a month.
Even more special was that the martial arts tournament would be broadcast live throughout the entire process. Whether one was from Tianhai City or not, anyone who wanted to watch this exam could watch it online.
This was Su Lin's first time seeing this type of college entrance exam, and he was quite shocked at the time. Wouldn't that mean his family might watch this broadcast?
However, he was not intimidated at all. Regardless of how the tournament went or the broadcast, he would give his all to achieve the results he was meant to get.
Su Lin drank his milk tea and opened his personal panel.
Name: Su Lin
Vitality: 7200
Spirit: 70
Realm: Seventh Stage of Meridian Opening Realm
In one month, by drinking milk tea, his vitality had skyrocketed by another three thousand points. When he first arrived in Tianhai City, he was only at the fourth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm, and now he had already stepped into the threshold of a seventh-stage martial artist.
At the same time, he had increased his proficiency in various martial arts and had also done some cramming for the Ten Thousand Races Language.
He had already mastered fifty languages of the Ten Thousand Races Language!
Su Lin hadn't wasted a single second this month.
Now, Su Lin could crush the vast majority of candidates in Tianhai City in all aspects.
Su Lin finished his milk tea, washed up, turned off the lights, and went to sleep, looking forward to his performance in tomorrow's college entrance exam.
...
The next afternoon, Su Lin walked out of the exam hall. His figure was solitary because he was the first candidate to come out, having handed in his paper early with less than half the time used.
The simplicity of the cultural exam exceeded his imagination. Was he too strong, or was the paper too simple?
The crowd of reporters waiting silently outside the exam hall were bewildered when they saw Su Lin's figure.
"What? Someone is already out? Didn't the exam just start?"
"Is he a candidate?"
Seeing many reporters staring at him, Su Lin felt a bit impatient. He didn't want to be interviewed for half a day after leaving. He turned, took two steps, and vaulted over the high wall of the exam hall, shocking everyone once again.
"What amazing movement technique! Are you sure he's a candidate?"
"Oh, damn! I hesitated for a moment and missed a prime interview opportunity!"
...
Su Lin returned to the hostel, and Qin Chuan sent him a message.
"Su Lin, how did you do?"
Qin Chuan sent the message the moment he came out of the exam hall.
"It's fine."
"Which exam hall are you in? I'll come find you for dinner."
"I've already returned to the hostel."
"Huh? Didn't you just finish the exam? Did you hand in your paper early?"
Qin Chuan was shocked. The difficulty of the cultural exam was not low. Even an honor student like him didn't have much time left after finishing the paper. Su Lin actually handed it in early?
"Next time. I still have to take the Ten Thousand Races Language exam tomorrow, so I need to rest early."
"Oh, oh. You have to take the Ten Thousand Races Language exam. Which exam hall will you be in tomorrow? I'll go wait for you in advance. I'm not taking the Ten Thousand Races Language exam."
"I know a place in Tianhai City that sells pretty good milk tea."
Su Lin told Qin Chuan about his Ten Thousand Races Language exam hall and arranged to go to the milk tea shop together after the exam tomorrow to exchange information.
...
On the day of the Ten Thousand Races Language exam, Su Lin arrived at his exam hall early. His number was 0701.
Seventh exam hall, seat number one.
As soon as he arrived, he heard the people around him chatting in the Tianhai City accent.
Could they all be candidates from Tianhai City?
Su Lin leaned against the wall and waited silently for the exam hall to open.
He saw a person with glasses and a center-parted hairstyle showing his admission ticket to the crowd.
"Do you guys know? For this Ten Thousand Races Language exam, the exam hall number and seat number represent the candidate's level in the Ten Thousand Races Language to a certain extent."
"For example, there aren't many candidates from outside the city taking the Ten Thousand Races Language exam this time, and their levels aren't high. They are basically in exam halls numbered ten and above."
"Those who can enter the top ten exam halls are all experts in the Ten Thousand Races Language from Tianhai High School. Take me, for example: I've already mastered 33 languages of the Ten Thousand Races Language, and my seat number is 0708."
"This means my level in the Ten Thousand Races Language in this exam hall is roughly in the top eight."
Once the center-parted guy spoke, no one refuted him. This news wasn't just known to him; others had heard of it too, but nothing was confirmed.
But hearing that he had already mastered thirty-three languages of the Ten Thousand Races Language, they became a bit more certain about this news.
"Thirty-three! A talent in the Ten Thousand Races Language! No wonder his seat number is eighth. The news turned out to be true."
"Damn! My seat number is the last one. Does that mean I'm the worst? That's messing with my mentality!"
Su Lin listened to the crowd's discussion and gave a light 'huh'. This was his first time hearing such a theory.
So, did that make him the number one in this exam hall? This seat number ranking was indeed quite accurate.
But there were also people among the candidates who didn't believe this, and they questioned the center-parted guy one after another.
The center-parted guy chuckled and continued.
"You don't believe me? Then do you know Brother Yang from Tianhai High School? He's a genius of the Ten Thousand Races Language at Tianhai High School, a classmate in the class next to mine."
"He has already mastered 42 languages of the Ten Thousand Races Language! His number is 0201, which is seat number one in the second exam hall, meaning he is the top level in the second exam hall."
"Are you doubting Brother Yang?"
Upon hearing the name Brother Yang, everyone fell silent. This Brother Yang was the young master of the Yang family in Tianhai City, and it was well known that he was a genius in the Ten Thousand Races Language.
Naturally, they wouldn't question such a big shot.
Seeing that everyone started to avoid the topic, the center-parted guy felt bored.
Just then, he noticed Su Lin. There was no one around Su Lin, while others were chatting in twos and threes. The center-parted guy secretly speculated that this guy's seat number must be at the back; otherwise, why would he be too embarrassed to chat with others?
Didn't the opportunity to show off just arrive? The center-parted guy smiled wickedly, walked straight over, and said to Su Lin.
"Classmate, what's your seat number? Let's see if we are sitting close to each other so we can help each other find our seats later."
Su Lin shook his head and waved his hand.
"No need, thanks."
The center-parted guy sneered.
Just as expected, a newbie.
"If you won't say your seat number, fine."
"Then, classmate, how many languages of the Ten Thousand Races Language have you mastered? You wouldn't be afraid to say it, right?"
"I have mastered thirty-three languages. If you tell me yours, you can ask me if you have any questions."
As the center-parted guy spoke, others slowly turned their attention to Su Lin.
Su Lin was sitting alone, which was completely different from the noisy crowd around him, making him more eye-catching.
Moreover, Su Lin was a complete stranger whom no one recognized, bringing with him a sense of mystery, coupled with his extremely handsome appearance—he was truly a cold, aloof male god.
Everyone was also curious about how many languages of the Ten Thousand Races Language Su Lin had mastered, and what his seat number was.
Su Lin smiled, shook his head, raised his right hand, and opened his five fingers.
"Fifty."
As soon as Su Lin said this, the whole place went silent.
The center-parted guy's mouth hung open, his brows furrowed, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.