Chapter 1 To Tian Feng Martial Arts Academy

Without further ado, after breakfast, Chen Xiao headed towards Tian Feng Martial Arts Academy. Since he wasn't familiar with the route, Xiao Liu accompanied him.

Along the way, Xiao Liu was extremely excited, chattering non-stop, even more excited than Chen Xiao. A year younger than Chen Xiao, he was at an age where he loved to play, but he usually had to stay in Zhengyi Pavilion, rarely having the opportunity to go out. Although he was only accompanying Chen Xiao to register today, it felt like a trip to him.

The western suburbs of Tian Feng City bordered the Daqi Mountains. At the foot of Daqi Mountain, there was a magnificent group of buildings, which was the Tian Feng Martial Arts Academy.

Built against the mountain, when Chen Xiao and Xiao Liu arrived at the Tian Feng Martial Arts Academy, the square in front of the mountain gate was already crowded with people, lined up in several long queues, all obviously there to register.

"There are so many people. I knew we should have come later. Who knows when it will be our turn?" Xiao Liu said, looking at the long queues, his voice filled with helplessness.

Chen Xiao hadn't expected so many people either, and after observing carefully, he said, "Does Tian Feng Academy not have age requirements for the assessment?"

"Of course, it does. You can't register if you're over eighteen," Xiao Liu said, not understanding Chen Xiao's question. Chen Xiao was only seventeen, so he didn't need to consider the age issue at all.

"Oh, then let's wait. I believe it will be our turn soon. Although the line is long, many people are not here to register," Chen Xiao said confidently.

"Not here to register?" Xiao Liu was a little puzzled, but after observing the crowd carefully, he understood. "Ah, I see. Many people are here with their children."

It turned out that besides teenagers in their teens, there were also many adults in the line. They couldn't possibly be there to register, so they must be accompanying their children.

These people came from all over the empire. Judging from their clothes, most of them were ordinary people. Under the scorching sun, many faces were covered with fine beads of sweat, but their eyes were filled with eager hope.

Undoubtedly, they all hoped that their children could pass the Tian Feng Martial Arts Academy entrance exam and change their fate. But the reality was cruel. As the most prestigious martial arts academy in the empire, the difficulty of its assessment was imaginable, and most of them would fail.

Chen Xiao didn't have the leisure to feel sorry for others. He suddenly thought that Xiao Liu was about the same age as him and wondered if he had ever participated in the assessment, so he asked, "Xiao Liu, have you ever participated in the Tian Feng Martial Arts Academy assessment?"

Xiao Liu was taken aback, then stammered, "No, Wang Lao... he doesn't allow me to register."

Chen Xiao's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he said a little displeased, "Why is this old man so harsh on you?"

Xiao Liu quickly said, "No, Wang Lao is very good to me. It's just that my cultivation talent is too low... Besides, my greatest wish in this life is to learn array talisman techniques."

Chen Xiao shook his head helplessly. "Okay, one day I will make you the most powerful array talisman master in the Tian Feng Empire."

"Hehe." Xiao Liu chuckled. If anyone else said this, he would definitely think they were bragging, but when Chen Xiao said it, he believed it one hundred percent.

Just then, several tall horses came galloping from not far behind them. The riders were a few gorgeously dressed young men, not slowing down at all because of the crowded people in front, but galloping through the crowd as if they were in an uninhabited land, heading towards the mountain gate.

"Damn it, get out of my way! Whoever has no eyes and touches my horse can't afford to pay!" one of them shouted loudly, not feeling that he was going too fast at all, but instead blaming the crowd for blocking his way.

Seeing that these people were richly dressed and riding fine horses, it was clear that they came from extraordinary families, and everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak.

Chen Xiao, however, was filled with anger, because he recognized that one of these young masters was Wang Hao.

"Damn it, are you rushing to be reborn?" Seeing the horses run far away, Xiao Liu dared to curse. Seeing that Chen Xiao's expression was not right, he quickly comforted him, "Brother Xiao, don't bother with them. They're just a bunch of spoiled brats, not even worthy of carrying your shoes."

Chen Xiao was still staring at those people. They dismounted in front of the mountain gate and went to the registration desk. It turned out they were there to register as well. However, they completely disregarded the hard work of others waiting in line and blatantly cut in line to the front.

Wang Hao whispered a few words to the receiving disciple, and the fat-headed, big-eared receiving disciple immediately nodded and bowed to Wang Hao, ignoring the people who had been waiting in line for a long time, and instead began to receive Wang Hao and his group.

"Damn, they're charging around and cutting in line again. These guys are too arrogant," Xiao Liu said angrily.

The people in front of the line were naturally extremely dissatisfied as well. They had worked so hard to wait in line for most of the day, and just when it was about to be their turn, someone cut in line.

Then this man shouted loudly, "Hey, those cutting in line, be aware and go to the back of the line."

This was a black-faced man, his muscular body stretching his outer garment tightly. He was very strong, and beside him stood a dark-skinned, sturdy young man who looked like a smaller version of him.

Wang Hao and the others turned their heads to look at the person who had shouted. Before they could speak, the receiving disciple exploded, shouting sternly, "What are you shouting? Do you know the rules? Nobles don't have to wait in line. Do you think everyone is a bumpkin like you? If you shout again, believe it or not, I'll directly cancel your registration qualification."

It turned out that there were two main types of disciples at Tian Feng Martial Arts Academy. One type was those who were admitted based on their own cultivation talent, and the other type was the descendants of nobles.

Tian Feng Martial Arts Academy was the martial arts academy established by Tian Feng Sect in Tian Feng Empire. The royal family paid a large amount of resources to Tian Feng Sect every year, so Tian Feng Sect would naturally give the royal family some face.

The nobles were conferred by the royal family, and their titles were hereditary. There were countless connections between the two. Therefore, the descendants of nobles not only did not need to pass the assessment to enter Tian Feng Martial Arts Academy, but also enjoyed many privileges.

However, as far as Chen Xiao knew, the Wang family of Qingyuan City was not a noble family. He did not know whose connections Wang Hao had used to actually obtain noble status.

"You..." Looking at the black-faced man again, he was also a hot-tempered person. The receiving disciple's words were so unpleasant that his face instantly turned even darker, his eyes full of anger, and he rolled up his sleeves to step forward.

At this time, the sturdy young man beside him quickly pulled him back, "Dad, forget it. We've been waiting for so long, it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer."

Although the young man was trying to persuade the black-faced man, his eyes were also filled with angry flames as he looked at Wang Hao and the others. His fist clenched and then released, obviously suppressing his anger.

"I... Sigh!" The black-faced man sighed and still listened to the young man's words, quieting down.

"Hmph." Wang Hao snorted contemptuously and said to the receiving disciple, "Ignore them. I have something else to do after registering."