Chapter 51: Fourth-Rank Magic Cores (Part 1)

Soon, over a dozen people had already passed the review. At this moment, it was the turn of a young man with an extraordinary demeanor. Although the young man looked very disheveled, the arrogant expression on his face remained unchanged. He approached the desk and quickly took out a large pile of magic cores from his spatial waist belt, placing them on the desk.

The old man in charge of the review clearly recognized the young man. After counting the magic cores on the desk, he said with a tone of appreciation, "There are ninety-three in total. Not bad, Cheng Mingxiang, your performance is excellent."

At the mention of Cheng Mingxiang's name, the eyes of Tietan, who was at the end of the queue, immediately lit up. He looked at Cheng Mingxiang, who was standing at the desk and passing the magic core review, with a fierce gaze. Tietan had never forgotten the unfinished battle from last time. Back then, his strength was not as great as it is now, especially after three days of battling with magic beasts in the forest and receiving some guidance from Jiachen. Tietan's combat ability was now much stronger than before. He believed that with his current strength and newly acquired combat experience, even if his holy power was not as strong as Cheng Mingxiang's, he would not lose.

Although Tietan looked rough, he understood that this was not the time to challenge Cheng Mingxiang. So, he only glared at Cheng Mingxiang's back a few times in anger and finally suppressed the strong desire to fight him.

Hearing the old man's praise, Cheng Mingxiang's face showed a smile, and his eyes revealed a hint of pride and satisfaction.

The old man in charge of the review bent his head and wrote in his notebook, continuing, "Ninety-three second-rank magic cores. If nothing goes wrong, you will definitely be among the top three in the second-rank magic core category. With your talent, your future achievements are boundless. Keep up the good work."

"Thank you, Mr. Steve," Cheng Mingxiang replied.

The old man's praise made Cheng Mingxiang's proud expression even more pronounced.

After returning the spatial waist belt to the academy, Cheng Mingxiang collected his honor medal and left the platform.

After Cheng Mingxiang left, another student with equally tattered clothes approached the desk and took out a large pile of magic cores from his spatial waist belt. The number of magic cores was not much less than what Cheng Mingxiang had collected.

The old man in charge of the review smiled and nodded, his gaze lingering on the young man's face for a moment before saying, "Not bad, Huang Dong. It seems you have also had a bountiful harvest this time."

At the mention of Huang Dong's name, many students below the platform exclaimed in surprise. Jiachen's expression changed slightly, and his gaze immediately fell on the young man. The name Huang Dong was not unfamiliar to Jiachen. He was ranked third among the top ten students in Cargas Academy, and it was said that his strength had already reached the peak of the Holy level last year, just one step away from the Great Holy level. Once he successfully broke through to the Great Holy level, he would be able to graduate.

The top ten students in Cargas Academy referred to the ten most powerful students, all of whom had reached the peak of the Holy level, just one step away from the Great Holy level. Once their strength reached the Great Holy level, they would no longer be part of the top ten.

In response to the old man's praise, Huang Dong only smiled faintly and said nothing.

Soon, the old man finished counting the magic cores on the desk. Huang Dong had collected ninety-five second-rank magic cores, two more than Cheng Mingxiang.

After Huang Dong left the platform, several more names from the top ten list appeared one after another. The number of magic cores they had collected was mostly around ten. The top-ranked student, Bugattier, had collected one hundred and three second-rank magic cores. However, among the top ten, only four had completed the task, while the other six had been eliminated during the mission. They had all encountered opponents of the same level and lost due to the overwhelming number of enemies, and their magic cores were also taken.

Soon, all the students from the top ten list who were still in the queue had finished their reviews. The rest were students who were not very well-known in the academy. At this point, the person who had submitted the most magic cores was the top-ranked student, Bugattier, with one hundred and three second-rank magic cores.

The second place was held by Jing Mingyue, ranked fifth among the top ten, and the only female student in the top ten. She had collected one hundred and one second-rank magic cores, just two less than Bugattier.

The third place was held by Cheng Mingxiang, who had collected ninety-three second-rank magic cores. Although Cheng Mingxiang was not on the top ten list, his strength had already reached the Advanced Holy level, and he was considered one of the top students in Cargas Academy, not much weaker than those on the top ten list. Cheng Mingxiang was also known as a cultivation genius, with a faster cultivation speed and formidable combat ability.

After the three of them left, everyone was convinced that the top three in the second-rank magic core category would be them. The remaining students in the queue were not very well-known in Cargas Academy and had only reached the初级 Holy and Intermediate Holy levels, so they could not be compared to the three of them.

Changyang Hu and his three companions had also collected a significant number of magic cores while working with Jiachen. Although they had only divided half of the total number among the four of them, each of them still had about thirty to forty second-rank magic cores. While their harvest was not particularly abundant, it was still considered good given their strength at the初级 Holy level.

Soon, all the students who had reached the Holy level had been reviewed. Although some of them had collected a considerable number of magic cores, none of them could surpass the top three. Now, only Jiachen and Tietan were left.

At this moment, both the teachers on the platform and the students below were focused on Jiachen and Tietan. Their achievements of hunting second-rank magic beasts without reaching the Holy level had already made many people feel jealous and unbalanced. Everyone was speculating about how many second-rank magic cores the two of them, who had not yet condensed their holy weapons, had collected. Of course, no one would compare the number of second-rank magic cores they had collected with the older students, as they believed that the two of them would not have many.

Jiachen approached the old man in charge of the review and removed his spatial waist belt. At this moment, the old man's gaze on Jiachen was already filled with admiration, and the slight prejudice he had felt earlier had vanished. Although he believed that the two of them would not have more than ten second-rank magic cores, the fact that they could enter the third area and kill second-rank magic beasts with their strength below the Holy level was already impressive. This was the first time such a feat had been achieved in Cargas Academy.

At this moment, even the teachers who had been sitting on the platform with a lack of energy were now alert, their eyes shining as they looked at Jiachen.

Jiachen calmly glanced at the teachers around him. When he noticed that their eyes were all fixed on him, a faint smile appeared on his face. He then reached into his spatial waist belt and took out a large handful of second-rank magic cores, placing them on the desk. There were about a hundred of them.

When the teachers on the platform saw the second-rank magic cores that Jiachen had taken out, many of them showed surprise and disbelief. Clearly, this number had exceeded the expectations of most of them. After all, the difference in strength between second-rank and first-rank magic beasts was significant. According to their original expectations, having three or four second-rank magic cores would already be impressive, but they never expected that Jiachen would have as many as a hundred.

Before they could think more about it, Jiachen took out another large handful of second-rank magic cores from his spatial waist belt.

Now, there were already over a dozen second-rank magic cores on the desk, a number that could match the three-day harvest of some students who had reached the Holy level.

Seeing this, all the teachers on the platform showed a look of disbelief. Even the old man in charge of the review was speechless at the sight of the dozen second-rank magic cores. Although there were only a dozen, the impact on the teachers was even stronger than when Jiachen had submitted over a hundred first-rank magic cores. After all, these dozen second-rank magic cores were taken from a student who had not yet reached the Holy level.

At this moment, all the teachers suddenly realized that if these dozen magic cores were indeed taken from second-rank magic beasts that Jiachen had killed, his future achievements would be...

Thinking about the fact that a student below the Holy level could kill second-rank magic beasts, and not just one or two but a dozen, the teachers felt a sense of disbelief.

Vice Dean Bai En, sitting at the head of the table, showed a satisfied smile and murmured, "Not bad, not bad, very good. I wonder how many of these dozen second-rank magic cores were obtained by killing magic beasts with his own strength. We will need to investigate this later."

After taking out a dozen second-rank magic cores, Jiachen did not stop. He reached into his spatial waist belt again and took out another handful of second-rank magic cores. He continued to do so, and under the disbelieving and shocked gazes of the teachers, he kept taking out more second-rank magic cores of various sizes, filling the desk.

Seeing the desk piled high with second-rank magic cores, all the teachers on the platform were stunned. Even the students below, who had sharp eyes and could see the situation on the desk, showed a look of disbelief, as if they had witnessed something incredible.

The old man in charge of the review took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. Although he had seen many magic cores in his life, including those of higher ranks and in larger quantities, the significance of these second-rank magic cores was not something to be taken lightly.

The old man in charge of the review looked deeply at Jiachen and then bent down to count the magic cores on the desk. Soon, the counting was finished, but the old man's face was filled with shock and disbelief. His previously calm mood was once again overwhelmed, and he sat in front of the desk, unable to announce the number of magic cores.

After a few breaths, Vice Dean Bai En, sitting at the head of the table, could not help but speak, "Steve, why haven't you reported the number of magic cores yet?" The tone of Vice Dean Bai En was slightly trembling and excited, but his face remained calm.

Hearing the vice dean's words, the old man in charge of the review took a deep breath and then loudly announced, "Changyang Xiangtian, one hundred and eighteen second-rank magic cores."

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