Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 213 - 98: On the Stage

In the wooden pavilion.

Zhao Hu grinned at Jiang Ning, his face full of provocation and triumph.

Then he looked towards Li Qing, standing behind Jiang Ning, with the same triumphant expression and bared his gums in a grin.

As if to say,

Look!

I, Zhao Hu, have done it too!

Then, Zhao Hu turned to Wang Jin.

"Master, I have to go over there!" As he spoke, Zhao Hu pointed in the direction of the Liu family.

"Why go there?" Wang Jin asked.

Zhao Hu replied, "Disciple has promised Liu Zhaonan of the Liu family. If he secures the team leader position, then I shall join his ranks."

"I see!" Wang Jin nodded slightly and said, "Go ahead!"

At that moment.

Boom—

The sound of drums burst like thunder across the training ground.

"Next, the process for contending for the team leader position will be announced."

"Let's go out too!" Hearing this, Wang Jin ordered.

"We should also head out!" Yu Yuan from the side also spoke up.

The next moment.

Everyone walked out of the wooden pavilion.

At this time, the crowd surrounding the training ground had already thinned considerably.

Because it was now noon, not only was the sunshine fierce, but it was also mealtime.

As everyone walked out of the wooden pavilion, they saw that the man who was hosting the assessment was still there on the platform.

Around the base of the platform, there was still a large, crowded mass of people.

The man hosting the assessment glanced at the crowd below, and once again raised his voice to announce,

"The rules for contending for the team leader position are simple!"

"Martial Arts Seventh Grade need not take part in any assessment and can directly obtain the team leader position."

"As for the others?" The man swept his gaze across the whole area once more, "Take the platform and battle as the defending champion; if within half an hour none challenge you, you can secure the team leader position."

Upon hearing this.

Wang Jin, who had just walked out from the wooden pavilion to the area below the platform, frowned.

"What an outrageous rule?"

"Indeed it's outrageous!" Jiang Ning nodded in agreement.

Zhou Xing also had tightly furrowed brows, "With such rules, unless one's strength is absolutely invincible, isn't the influence of luck and connections far too great?"

"Do you two still plan on competing for this team leader position?" Wang Jin asked.

"Master Wang, disciple wants to watch first!" Zhou Xing replied.

"And what about you, youngster?" Wang Jin turned to Jiang Ning.

"I'll watch first!" Jiang Ning continued, "Based on the outcome of the assessment just now, there should be more than ten vacancies for the team leader position."

Just then.

The man on the platform added,

"Oh right, I forgot to tell you, we've only allocated fifteen team leader slots!"

"I know some of you may want to compete for the Deputy Commander position later on, but the prerequisite is... you've got to win this team leader spot first."

As soon as his last word fell.

"I'll go first!" Immediately, a loud voice rang out from below the platform.

The next moment.

A thin, pale man leapt from the crowd, flying through the air for several feet.

Boom—

Then he landed heavily on the platform.

"It's him!" Jiang Ning's eyes sharpened.

This man was the most memorable presence of the day for him.

Referred to as Young Master by the man hosting the assessment.

It was evident that his status was extraordinary.

Moreover, he was an owner of Innate Divine Strength.

Looking over the entire training ground, this man was also a somewhat troublesome existence in Jiang Ning's eyes.

The reason he wasn't the most troublesome was that, above this Young Master, there were two Martial Arts Seventh Grade participants present on the field.

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Martial Arts Seventh Grade, with just one exchange with Liu Qingsong, Jiang Ning knew that normally, the strength of the Seventh Grade was far superior to that of the Eighth Grade.

The gap created by being one grade higher naturally brought more pressure than what He Jinyun, this Young Master with Innate Divine Strength, could muster.

...

In the direction where the three great families of Luoshui County resided.

"Cao Zijian, are you not going up?"

"You think I'm a fool?" Cao Zijian glanced at Liu Zhaonan next to him, then continued, "This Young Master's status is unattainable, plus the strength he just showed was also extremely outstanding. I'd have to be stuffed to the gills to go challenge him for this team leader spot!"

"Besides, there are over ten spots available, so what's the harm in letting him have one?"

Hearing this, Liu Zhaonan couldn't help but smile faintly.

"Brother Cao speaks wisely, since you're not going, neither will I!"

At this time, those in the training ground eligible to contend for the team leader position all thought similarly.

Especially the students of the Martial Arts Garden, none of them entertained the thought of stepping onto the platform to compete with He Jinyun.

Within their branch of the Martial Arts Garden, He Jinyun, who had just stepped into the Eighth Grade a few months ago, was already a top-three contender.

And now, they didn't know what level he had reached within the Divine Power Realm.

But they knew that He Jinyun must be much stronger than a few months ago.

Because He Jinyun was a Young Master from an Earl's household.

As the Young Master of an Earl's household, He Jinyun lacked nothing in terms of early stage resources, and common Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were plentiful.

A few months were enough to allow He Jinyun to make considerable progress at the Martial Arts Eighth Grade level.

...

Half an hour later.

"Boring!" He Jinyun muttered as he took the silver Identity Token passed to him by the man hosting the assessment and then hopped down from the platform.

"Who else will come up?" After handing over the token, the man called out to the crowd below.

At that moment, the crowd below first went quiet, then someone leapt up from among them.

The person was dressed in an opulent black robe with gold trim, his figure landing lightly on the platform.

"It's Qin Xuan!" someone in the crowd said.

"This man is even stronger than He Jinyun was a few months ago in our Martial Arts Garden!"

...

As the discussions amongst the Martial Arts Garden's people went on.

Those Eighth Grade experts who originally had some thoughts about competing suddenly restrained their temptation to act.