Each font size is divided into junior class, advanced class, and gifted class. If you want to enter the advanced class, you need to take a first-level assessment.
There are also many geniuses who join the Imperial College and become students of the prestigious advanced class. After all, they are in the minority.
In other words, all the 100 people who took the assessment will enter the Dizihao class to practice. Two years later, they will take a grading test in accordance with the requirements of the college. If they fail, they will be eliminated. If they pass successfully, they will enter the Xuanzihao class to practice.
By analogy, if you want to enter the Tianzi class, Liu Wuxie obviously can't wait that long. He wants to break through the peak of spiritual cleansing and even the marrow cleansing realm and destroy the Xue family within a year.
At that time, he will leave the Yan Dynasty, see the wider world outside, look for higher-level things, and strive to break through the realm.
Only a hundred people are recruited each year, and the real elites have long been secretly taken away by the Imperial College, such as Xu Lingxue.
These one hundred places are mainly for those monks who are hopeful and give them a chance to advance.
The geniuses in the Thirty-six Cities have long been plundered. The one hundred people who take part in the assessment every year are not qualified to be invited to the Imperial Academy and can only take the assessment route.
To put it bluntly, the one hundred people tested should be the lowest-qualified people in the college.
When these people join the academy, their status is far inferior to those of geniuses recruited from within. From today's assessment, it can be seen that the instructor is just going through the motions symbolically, leaving two students in charge of the assessment.
The annual assessment only targets thirty-six cities, but ignores the Imperial City.
The population of the Imperial City is close to 100 million, and there are countless geniuses. They are the ultimate power of the Imperial Academy.
Liu Wuxie only became aware of these things after entering the Imperial City. The size of the Imperial Academy far exceeded his expectations.
With tens of thousands of students, such a huge academy is no less than a large sect.
A black shadow quietly approached the martial arts arena without any sound, and a strange crossbow appeared in its hand. Its range and lethality were definitely more than ten times that of the black crossbow in Shi Pojun's hand.
Lying behind a boulder, he aimed his crossbow at tent No. 1 with a cruel smile on his lips.
"Boy, if you want to blame, it's your bad luck. If you offend Senior Brother Xue, I have no choice but to kill you."
After the young man in black finished speaking, he lowered the crossbow in his hand and shot a finger-long arrow.
The strange thing is that this kind of arrow made no sound of breaking through the air. No wonder his assassination skills are top-notch.


Chapter completed!