"Elder Ge brought the students from the academy to Wuling Mountain for training. What a coincidence. Haha, looking at these students, they all seem to be pretty good."
Elder Ge smiled and stroked his beard, "Well, the students recruited last year were all of good quality, and some of them are particularly talented. Over time, they will become great talents."
"Kunlun College, as you say, recruits students from all over the continent every year, but every time you can only recruit 300 people. You select 300 people from hundreds of millions of people. No matter how bad you are, they are all geniuses." A very discordant voice said.
He came out like this and gave Elder Ge a few words of criticism, neither soft nor hard.
Elder Ge glanced at the thin black old man in front, and said with a smile, "It's Instructor Fang from Houtu College. I'm glad to meet you."
"There are many academies on the mainland. In addition to the four prestigious academies, there are countless other small colleges. This thick soil college can also be regarded as one of the more advanced ones among the second-level colleges. However, it is far inferior to Kunlun, which is famous all over the world.
More than thousands of miles." Wuji explained to Xuanhuang in a low voice.
"Every year when colleges recruit students, the younger generation of elites on the mainland always rush to enter the four major colleges. The competition is very fierce. The remaining talents selected by the four major colleges will flow to various small colleges. There are also some arrogant people who will take the exam this year.
If I don't go to the academy and wait until next year, I would rather practice for another year than submit to a small college."
"As a result, the talents of small colleges are uneven, and survival is very difficult. On the surface, they respect the four major colleges, but in fact they are very jealous."
"I can see it." Xuanhuang rubbed his chin and chuckled, "The naked jealousy of Houtu Academy is shown on his face. It's hard to pretend that he can't see it."
At this time, the deputy director Zeng Shou noticed that the atmosphere was a bit tense, and hurriedly coughed and laughed, "Okay, okay, everyone, everyone gathered at the Sky Tower for the cloud ginseng. If you have picked the cloud ginseng, please come forward.
Please ask Mr. Murong Bai, the nine-star alchemy master of our Royal Martial Arts Hall, to identify it for everyone."
The Nine-Star Alchemy Master is already a very rare existence on the mainland. Even in a place like the Medical Association, where medical talents are abundant, he is still a very famous figure.
Alchemists themselves are quite rare compared to samurai. Even if a fledgling low-star alchemist ran barefoot to the mainland, he would still be a hot commodity.
Those small martial arts schools all dream of recruiting an alchemist, and only those with as much wealth as the Royal Martial Arts School can afford to train a team of pharmacists to provide services to the martial arts school. Not only did they recruit a nine-star alchemist master, but also three
Alchemist, dozens of alchemists.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" The gangsters from the Tianfang Martial Arts School bared their teeth and claws and pushed the people in the way aside.
Everyone was murmuring but did not dare to express their anger. After clearing a middle road, the young master of Tianfang Martial Arts Hall walked forward swaggeringly, took out a gold bag from his arms, and said carelessly, "Take it for appraisal.
Be careful, I spent a lot of effort to get this!"
This little bully spoke to the nine-star alchemy master with his chin, and his expression was extremely arrogant.
On the other hand, Mr. Murong Bai, who is in his twenties, has a good appearance and a clean temperament. He looks calm and neither humble nor arrogant to the little bully of Tianfang Martial Arts School, and has a certain charm of his own.