Chapter 25: Vitality Value of 998, Shocking the Entire School

"I never expected that even the Lord of Great Xia would personally come here. It seems that a peerless prodigy is truly about to emerge, doesn't it?"

At the White Deer Academy admissions office, Elder Zhao, dressed in plain robes, pondered for a moment before speaking to his attendant: "Contact the Dean immediately. Ask clearly: if a peerless prodigy appears, what is the maximum level of benefits and preferential treatment our White Deer Academy can offer?"

As he spoke, Elder Zhao looked through the window at the other independent viewing stands and immediately felt a throbbing headache. The other Royal-tier academies were tigers that would devour their prey without leaving a single scrap behind.

At the same time, almost every Royal-tier academy acted with the same tacit understanding, all scrambling to contact their respective institutions.

"Yes! The Lord of Great Xia is here in person! Contact the Dean at once!"

"Why would I lie to you? I'm seeing it with my own eyes right here! It's real!"

"The maximum! I told you, the maximum!"

As time ticked by, a large number of students began to enter the examination hall, lining up before the blood-energy testing machines.

"The examination begins now!" the chief examiner announced loudly. "This exam consists of two parts: blood-energy value and martial arts talent! Your final score will be a comprehensive assessment based on these two metrics!"

"Begin!"

The massive crowd began their tests in sequence. Numerous proctors moved through the hall, recording and uploading the students' scores.

"Wang Fei, blood-energy 98, martial arts talent level two, total score 55!"

"Li Li, blood-energy 75, martial arts talent level three, total score 68!"

It was clear from Li Li's results that martial arts talent could significantly boost a total score. After all, blood-energy was merely current strength, whereas martial arts talent represented a lifetime of potential.

Seeing her total score, the student named Li Li left, beaming with satisfaction. For the average student, the college entrance exam was graded out of 200 based on this comprehensive score. As long as she could earn a dozen more points during the Blood Sea practical, she would comfortably secure a spot at a second-tier university.

"Next, Wang Yang," the proctor glanced at the list. "Stay calm, just test as usual."

Wang Yang took a deep breath, his eyes firm. Carrying the pride of the Third Martial Arts School, he walked forward with a sense of mission.

"Wang Yang, blood-energy 302, martial arts talent level three, total score 122!" the proctor announced loudly, nodding with a smile. He was a native of Tianhe City himself and was naturally pleased to see a high-scoring student from his home city.

A ripple of light exclamation spread through the surroundings. Wang Yang smiled, satisfied. With a score of 122 on the written portion, he was confident in hitting 150 points—enough to enter a prestigious first-tier university. It had been five years since anyone from the Third Martial Arts School had achieved that.

Stepping off the platform, Wang Yang held his head slightly high, his gaze filled with pride as he looked toward a figure in the crowd. Lin Yin, however, did not notice Wang Yang. He was currently closing his eyes, focusing his mind and wasting not a single second, continuously cycling his cultivation technique to bolster his blood-energy.

"Wang Yang? His blood-energy is decent, but his martial arts talent is too low." On the independent stand, Elder Zhao shook his head, waving off his attendant's inquiry.

"Ignore him; let the prestigious first-tier universities recruit him. He is not our target. Surely, a student capable of drawing the Lord of Great Xia to appear in person cannot be just this."

The other Royal-tier academies on the surrounding stands also remained silent. Clearly, Wang Yang, the strongest on the field thus far, did not catch the eye of these elite institutions.

Principal Wang and Yang Baihu stood behind Lord Xia, both wearing mysterious smiles.

Lord Xia glanced back and asked with curious amusement, "Judging by your expressions, it seems the student in question is not this Wang Yang?"

"Rest assured, my Lord," Principal Wang straightened his expression. "If it were only to this degree, I would hardly have the nerve to invite so many Royal-tier academies!"

Yang Baihu, fully aware of the situation, immediately chimed in: "A blood-energy value of over 300 is certainly impressive—it would have been the top score in Tianhe City in previous years—but this year, it is far from enough compared to that student!"

Lord Xia smiled: "Good, then I shall continue to wait and see!"

Half an hour later, hearing his name called, Lin Yin finally opened his eyes.

"Lin Yin!" the proctor shouted.

"Lin Yin, that mysterious person who reached nearly 400 blood-energy during the final mock exam!" The students of the Third Martial Arts School whispered, all looking toward the figure on the testing platform with anticipation.

Lin Yin calmly extended his arm into the testing apparatus, and a dozen fiber-optic cables, flexible like tentacles, connected to his skin.

"Keep your emotions stable, just perform as usual," the proctor instructed before activating the machine.

*Hummmm!* After a brief mechanical roar, the two results were displayed. Simultaneously, the previously calm testing instrument erupted in a blinding red glow! Red light meant the device was reaching its maximum limit!

"What's happening!"

"Red light! The tester is flashing red!"

The surrounding area instantly descended into shocked cries. Countless students and proctors instinctively looked over.

The proctor's pupils contracted. Staring at the data on the screen, he stood frozen for a few seconds before shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Lin Yin, blood-energy 989!"

"Martial arts talent: Level Zero!"

"Total score: 200!!!"

*Boom!*

On the independent stands, almost at the same moment, everyone from the Royal-tier academies stood up. Even Lord Xia, who had maintained a calm smile throughout, realized in that instant that the Lin Yin before him was his target!

"What? Blood-energy 998! The ninth realm of blood-energy!?"

Reaching 900 allowed entry into the ninth realm, and 2,000 was the threshold for the Bone-Condensing realm. But in previous years, how many students had reached the ninth realm? Even more terrifying was the martial arts talent... Level Zero!!

How could this be!?

Elder Zhao widened his eyes. After a brief moment of excitement, he regained his composure, a flicker of disappointment crossing his eyes. "Martial arts talent level zero? If that's true, it's such a pity..."

The other Royal-tier academies reacted similarly—shocked and excited by Lin Yin's blood-energy, which crushed all his peers, yet lamenting the zero-level talent.

"No way? 998 blood-energy!!!!"

"Lin Yin is a beast!!"

Students from the Third Martial Arts School began to cheer in excitement, instantly igniting the passion of countless others.

"998! He got a perfect score on the entrance exam!!"

"Holy crap! My Third Martial Arts School has finally amounted to something!"

Students from other schools were already frantically trying to find out about Lin Yin. In the crowd, Wang Yang stumbled, his gaze fixed on the figure on the stage. For a moment, he felt as if his eyes were playing tricks on him. He felt like a toiling ant looking up at a brilliant, blazing sun. Finally, unable to bear the intense contrast, he collapsed to the ground, his martial heart shattered.

On the stage, the chief examiner hurried over. "Student Lin Yin, please come with me!"

The examiner led Lin Yin to the back area, allowing the commotion in the hall to slowly subside.

"Why bring me here?" Lin Yin frowned slightly, looking around to see figures emerging from the independent viewing stands.

"Greetings, Lin Yin." Lord Xia smiled as he walked toward him, followed by the representatives of all the Royal-tier academies.

These great figures stood before Lin Yin like towering, unfathomable mountains. The teachers from the Royal-tier academies were lost in thought.

"Should we recruit him?..." Elder Zhao looked at Lin Yin with a complex expression, struggling internally. "998 blood-energy... but no martial arts talent."

The Great Qi Qingtian Academy thought: "The question is, how did he reach 998 blood-energy without martial arts talent? Could it be... forbidden techniques?"

The Great Li Kunlun Academy pondered: "Sigh, if he had even level one talent, I would offer the highest benefits without hesitation. Why must he have absolutely no talent? Could the machine be malfunctioning?"

The Great Han Fengyao Academy decided: "The situation is unclear. I will wait and see. If they don't want him, I won't either. But if they all want him, I must secure him. Who knows how this child trained? Such high blood-energy is absolutely abnormal..."