Chapter 95

Although there were no other requirements besides being a student, it was a bit too ridiculous that he didn’t even have a trace of soul force. Mu Yong originally wanted to quickly finish the registration of the students he was in charge of, but he kept encountering such bizarre situations.

"How long have you been in the academy, and you still don't understand this?" Mu Yong scolded Lu Ping.

"Three years," Lu Ping said.

"Three years?" Mu Yong almost thought he had heard wrong. After three years in the academy, he still couldn’t sense a trace of soul force. This kind of talent, if ranked in reverse, would be considered top-notch.

"What are you doing here if you don’t have any soul force?" Mu Yong, who usually registered people without asking questions, paused his pen in mid-air.

"I do have it!" Lu Ping said.

"You do?" Mu Yong was puzzled.

Indeed, there were many abilities that could hide soul force, but Mu Yong was quite confident in his judgment. First, his perception ability was outstanding in this aspect, and second, the Soul Force Gathering Ceremony limited the participants to students. Academy students, even if they were exceptionally talented, had limited exposure and realms, and their abilities were not particularly outstanding. Mu Yong had been an examiner for the Soul Force Gathering Ceremony for seventeen years and had seen many abilities that could hide soul force. He did not deny that many of them were excellent, but so far, no student had been able to hide their soul force from him because their levels were completely different.

This boy in front of him claimed to have soul force. Mu Yong didn’t think anyone would be stupid enough to lie about something that could be easily verified. What ability was this boy using?

Thinking this, Mu Yong intensified his perception ability.

Perception!

The perception ability Mu Yong excelled at was the same as the one mastered by Shi Zhongtian, a fourth-year student at Tianzhao Academy. However, their levels were not on the same plane.

Mu Yong's eyes suddenly lit up. This was the effect of significantly enhancing his perception ability.

But Mu Yong still couldn’t sense any soul force from the boy in front of him.

"Stop fooling around," Mu Yong's eyes dimmed, "I can’t sense any soul force in you."

"Many people can’t sense it," Lu Ping said.

"Is that so? Who else?" Mu Yong's words were filled with confidence, "I hope it’s someone I’ve heard of."

So Lu Ping thought for a moment, a name that the other party would definitely recognize...

"Wen Gecheng?" Lu Ping said.

Snap.

The pen in Mu Yong’s hand slipped onto the table.

"Which Wen Gecheng?" Mu Yong asked, but his tone sounded like he was saying, "No way."

"Wen Gecheng of Xianwei Wujian," Lu Ping said. The other party wanted a name he had heard of. Lu Ping thought about the candidates who met the criteria, and Wen Gecheng seemed to be the most famous.

Indeed, Wen Gecheng was the most famous, not just among the candidates but across the entire continent. He was just a dual-soul-force practitioner, but the number of people who knew his name was not much less than those who knew the names of the four major academies or the six great powers.

Because of his ability.

Xianwei Wujian, the unique ability of the present world.

There were many dual-soul-force practitioners like Wen Gecheng, but no one else on the entire continent had the ability of Xianwei Wujian.

Xianwei Wujian, a perception ability that could even distinguish bloodlines. So unique and extraordinary that many people felt that even a level six rating was insufficient.

Level six was already the highest rating in the current ability evaluation system. Perception, a level four perception ability, how could it compare to Xianwei Wujian, which was beyond level six?

But even Xianwei Wujian couldn’t detect Lu Ping’s soul force.

Was this a bit too much of a boast?

This was Mu Yong’s first thought after his surprise. He didn’t believe it, absolutely didn’t believe it. To evade the perception of Xianwei Wujian, one would need at least a level six transformation ability.

Hun Xiaoying Shou?

Jinggu Cang?

Feng Liu Bihet?

Mu Yong’s mind quickly flashed through several legendary level six transformation abilities. But level six abilities, except for a few, were only possible for practitioners who had at least triple-soul-force. How could this boy in front of him have such a high realm?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Mu Yong felt he was thinking too much. This boy thought that mentioning Wen Gecheng would prove his point. Yes, it did prove something, but it proved his foolishness.

Go to hell!

Mu Yong cursed in his heart. For such an ignorant and arrogant person, he was no longer willing to waste his words.

Zhaofeng Academy, Lu Ping, 2923.

Mu Yong wrote down Lu Ping’s name and the number on the waist tag, then casually threw the tag in front of Lu Ping.

"Academy, name," he was already speaking to the next student.

Lu Ping noticed Mu Yong’s strange mood change. But no matter what, he had already obtained the waist tag, and his goal was achieved, so it was no longer his main concern.

Walking down from the registration platform, Lu Ping waved the waist tag at Su Tang.

"What’s your number?" Su Tang asked.

"2923," Lu Ping said.

"I’m 2922," Su Tang showed her tag to Lu Ping. Their numbers were consecutive, which made her very happy.

"I’m 2921..." The boy who had been punched away by Zhao Gang, named Xu Weifeng, suddenly joined them.

"It seems this batch starts from here," Lu Ping said. To verify his guess, he immediately asked the student who had just completed registration and walked down from the platform, "What’s your number?"

"What for?" This person was wary, tightly holding the waist tag. From this moment on, everyone was a competitor. Even Lu Ping and Su Tang, who were good friends, would have to compete against each other in the Soul Force Gathering Ceremony.

"Don’t think too much," Lu Ping said to the wary student, "I just want to know. I’m 2923, are you consecutive with me?" He showed his tag first.

"Oh, I’m 2930," this person immediately stopped hiding, picked up the tag, and told Lu Ping.

"Ah, not consecutive," Lu Ping said.

"So we three are more connected!" Xu Weifeng said.

"Yes, yes, hope to see you again," Lu Ping, Su Tang, and Xu Weifeng said goodbye.

"Ah? Are you leaving already? I wanted to treat you to breakfast!" Xu Weifeng called out. When he was curled up on the ground after being punched, no one would have guessed he was such an enthusiastic and lively boy.

"Next time!" Lu Ping said.

"You’re Su Tang, and you’re Lu Ping, right? I’ll remember your names, see you next time," Xu Weifeng waved to the two.

"See you!" Lu Ping and Su Tang also waved to Xu Weifeng and then left. They had to go back and bring Xifan and Molin to register. Xifan’s injury wasn’t healed yet, and he still needed a wheelchair; Molin was still in the soul-cutting state, which was a bit worrying, but he himself was in high spirits, especially during meals.

The Soul Force Gathering Ceremony was still more than ten days away, but registration was limited to these three days, so the two of them had to register first and then continue to recover and break through.

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Arrived too late, continuing to write, and... (to be continued)