Individual Class

A hundred years ago, a genius emerged from Xingshi Village, Wu Dian.

Wu Dian gained a reputation as a genius in the Northern Academy, but overnight, his reputation was ruined and he eventually disappeared.

Whether it was for merit or because the source of the Star Stone in his body made Chu Chen feel the fate between himself and Star Stone Village, this time Chu Chen was determined to find out the truth behind the disappearance of the Wudian in Star Stone Village.

There is an enrollment point set up by Beijing Academy in Beijing City.

The Northern Academy is known as the largest academic institution in the Northern Dynasty, and the students it recruits naturally include students from all walks of life.

Chu Chen dressed lightly and came to the registration point closest to Yihong Courtyard.

After paying the assessment star stone, Chu Chen was taken to a martial arts arena.

"Northern Academy recruits students once every three years. Although it recruits students from the entire Northern Dynasty, not everyone is qualified to become a student of Northern Academy." The teacher in charge of the assessment looked at Chu Chen and registered at the same time.

Please read Chu Chen’s relevant information, “Name.”

"Jiang Feng." Chu Chen replied.

At this time, you can't use Jiang Qufeng.

Chu Chen decided to be able to bend and stretch.

The assessment teacher quickly wrote that this was a daily job for him, "Age."

Chu Chen already had an idea, "Two hundred and fifty years old."

The assessment teacher glanced at Chu Chen.

The third level of the Tribulation Realm, two hundred and fifty years old. With such qualifications, it may be difficult to pass the assessment.

"Your age can only meet the assessment of students over 200 years old. Are you sure you want to take the assessment?" The assessment teacher confirmed to Chu Chen for the last time.

Although the Northern Academy is the largest academy in the Northern Dynasty, and it is also a place where everyone aspires to enter and learn to further their magical powers. However, the vast majority of warriors over two hundred years old have learned from sects and still want to enter the academy to study.

It is an independent cultivator without any sect, and its cultivation system has an average foundation. It is naturally extremely difficult to pass the assessment of the Northern Academy.

Currently, there is only one class of students over 200 years old in the Northern Academy, with less than thirty people.

The weakest one is also the Four Tribulation Warriors.

School, after all, is still a paradise for young people.

"I'm sure." Chu Chen didn't hesitate. He had already checked before he came. The class he signed up for the assessment was in the Northern Academy. It was called the Sanren class. As the name suggests, it was the most laid-back class in the entire Northern Academy.

, after all, many of those who enter the Northern Territory Academy at this age are casual cultivators who want to master supernatural powers, which are different from the pursuits of young people.

In Chu Chen's opinion, the individual class is the class for the elderly.

It's quite suitable for him to go in.

The assessment teacher took Chu Chen to an assessment room.

"If you persist inside for an hour, you can pass the assessment." The assessment teacher opened the door and reminded Chu Chen with a final voice, "If you can't hold on, you can ring the bell inside. Remember, don't hold on, otherwise there will be consequences.

Life is in danger.”

Chu Chen nodded.

Enter the assessment room.

In the assessment room, there were nine people in total, holding long sticks and sitting cross-legged.

Seeing Chu Chen enter, the nine people opened their eyes at the same time. The next second, the long stick flew out and hit Chu Chen.

Chu Chen was already prepared and took Xuanbu steps to avoid the nine people's attack.

Outside the assessment room, the teacher who had just brought Chu Chen into the assessment room was Wei Chuanlong. This person was the teacher of the individual class of Beijing Academy. At this moment, Wei Chuanlong held a list in his hand and shook his head slightly, "The individual class is not enough.

There are thirty people. This year, so far, seven have dropped out. If this continues, there won’t even be twenty people in this year’s individual class.”

Wei Chuanlong could see what was going on inside through the window.

As a teacher of the Sanren class, Wei Chuanlong naturally hopes that the more students in the Sanren class, the better.

But the assessment at Beijing Academy is very strict.

The one-hour assessment cannot end one second early.

But Wei Chuanlong noticed that Jiang Feng inside was already in danger under the siege of nine people.

It seems like another failed assessment.

Wei Chuanlong shook his head to himself.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Wei Chuanlong stared blankly at the situation in the assessment room.

From the first moment he entered the assessment room, Jiang Feng looked shaky and almost about to be knocked down, but he held on tenaciously. Half an hour later, although the scene was still full of dangers, he was not there yet.

Ring the doorbell.

"Another person who is extremely persistent for his school dream." Wei Chuanlong sighed.

However, only after actually entering the Northern Academy will you know that although the magical powers in the Northern Academy are as great as the sea, they are not so easy to comprehend.

Especially the older individual classes are the least valued in the Northern Academy.

The school focuses more on cultivating the younger generation.

This is also the reason why students in individual classes drop out every year.

Without enough magical resources, I don't want to stay in the school and waste my time.

There is a huge gap between ideal and reality.

"It's... almost an hour?" Wei Chuanlong felt incredible. How could a Three Tribulation warrior last in the assessment room for such a long time?

You know, some Four Tribulations warriors cannot last long.

What a man of great perseverance.

Wei Chuanlong looked at the 250-year-old Jiang Feng inside and secretly admired him.

An hour passed, and Wei Chuanlong immediately opened the door to the assessment room.

"Congratulations, Jiang Feng." Wei Chuanlong said with a smile on his face, "Congratulations on passing the exam and becoming a member of the individual class of Beijing Academy. Let me introduce myself. I am Wei Chuanlong, the teacher of the individual class of Beijing Academy."

Chu Chen dragged his tired body out and bowed slightly, "Hello, teacher."

Wei Chuanlong's eyes were full of affirmation, "You are the only Three Tribulations warrior in the Sanren class, but it doesn't matter. Work hard and report to the Northern Academy in five days."

Chu Chen returned to Yihongyuan.

"How's it going? Two hundred and fifty Jiang Feng." Liu Ruyan looked at Chu Chen with a smile, "Have you passed the assessment of the Northern Academy?"

"I barely got by." Chu Chen smiled.

He showed weakness and entered the Northern Academy, intending to take advantage of this period of time to grow up in the Northern Academy.

Try to reach the finals.

"To celebrate your passing the assessment of Northern Academy, we have prepared a surprise for you." Song Yan looked at Chu Chen with a smile and took out a piece of paper in his hand, "This is the note that suddenly came from Ruyan Pavilion today.

, take a look."

Chu Chen took it and at first glance, his heart was shaken.

"This is my dad's handwriting."

Chu Chen recognized it at a glance.

One of the five most outstanding masters in Chinese calligraphy and painting circles, his brushwork is known for its Jingyunbuyu brushwork.

Chu Chen once met Chu Haozhu in his study.
Chapter completed!