Mingyue Lan nodded her head slightly in agreement. However, when she thought of Xuan Yi's figure, she thought to herself, "Well, that might not be the case."

The crowd then surged into the academy. Above the hundred steps jade staircase, the winds and clouds changed and a brilliant light flashed. The headmaster brought 36 teachers and descended with a loud bang.

The pressure of the school head realm gathered together and burst forth with a loud bang. The noisy crowd felt their hearts palpitate and instantly fell silent.

"The competition has officially begun!"

When the crowd heard this, they were so excited that they couldn't hold back their emotions.

Immediately, they swarmed towards the white jade steps.

The rules were very simple. The person who passed the test the fastest would be the one with the highest score, while those from the middle Saint Academy would only take the top 1,000.

Looking at the White Jade steps on the 100th floor, there were at least a few thousand participants. In fact, there were even over 10,000 participants who had already passed the test, and all of them were sucked in.

The moment everyone took their first step, they knew that the white jade steps weren't simple at all. The scene in front of them was constantly changing, and illusions were appearing.

Someone suddenly started crying, but as soon as the sound of crying rang out, the illusions disappeared. That person raised his head in confusion, only to realize that there were already quite a few people who had walked to the front. Behind them, there were even some who stood there in a daze, their eyes blank.

Not daring to delay, he hurriedly took the next step. In the end, his eyes were in a daze, and he fell into a state of endless stupor.

At the top level of the white jade stairs, there was an extremely large plaza. At this moment, the headmaster and thirty-six teachers were each sitting in their own seats, casually commenting on the chosen from the various domains below.

"Look at that person. He's running very fast, and there's a faint green glow surrounding him. I'm afraid that he has awakened the wind spirit body."

"He's not bad, but he's not as powerful as the other person. Look at him, his eyes are burning with flames. Each step of the stairs only lasts for a few seconds, and he's already taking the lead!"

The teachers knew each other well. They were all chatting and laughing, secretly paying attention to Zhong Yi's disciple.

The High Saint Academy was famous for its open style of study. After passing the competition, it was time to choose the students. After the teachers had chosen the students, if there were no accidents, it was basically decided. However, the High Saint Academy's special students could choose their teachers.

Therefore, if someone was not satisfied, they could choose their own teachers. As long as they were willing to accept them, no one would be able to say anything.

After a short period of sobriety, someone raised his head and looked around.

At the front, there were a few figures who ran the fastest.

Two of them seemed to be surrounded by a breeze. Their footsteps were light. After a few breaths, they started the next stage.

The other person was even more tyrannical. Flames swirled around him as he left behind a scorching shadow on the white jade stairs as he walked forward with quick steps.

There was even a person who took a step forward. The sound of thunder echoed around him, causing no one within a thirty-meter radius to dare to approach him.

One of the careless figures was the most infuriating. It was as if she was casually walking. These stairs stopped for less than a breath of time before she quickly crossed them, causing the pressure in everyone's hearts to rise.

After a few hundred breaths, a few prodigies stepped onto the top floor under the gazes of the teachers. At this moment, there were even people who were wandering around the 20th to 30th floor.

The stone tablet vibrated and a name was revealed. It emitted light and an invitation.

The little girl who could say that she had oil in her mouth stepped forward in a huff and wrote her name on it. Yu Linglong, 132 breaths!

The teachers sighed regretfully.

Because of Yu Linglong's carelessness, she was only ranked third although she was very talented.

Because Xuan Yikong's name occupied a portion of the stone tablet, Yu Linglong pushed the original third place down and became the third place!

Yu Linglong glanced at the second place and then at the empty first place. She was a little dissatisfied and let out a proud snort.

After a few thousand to a hundred breaths, the number of people on the white jade stairs increased.

At this moment, Jian Chen had arrived at the 99th floor and stepped on the 100th floor.

In front of him, an illusory figure gave off endless pressure and pressed heavily on his body.

Creak!

Jian Chen's legs trembled.

Sweat broke out on his forehead.

The enormous pressure released by this figure was applied to Jian Chen's body. It even caused Jian Chen's entire body to tremble and his legs to stagger.

Currently, even if Jian Chen had the slightest intention to retreat, the immense pressure would instantly dissipate, allowing him to enter the next step. However, the results of this step would not count.

At the top of the steps, the gazes of the instructors were locked onto Jian Chen.

"He decided to take it head-on? It's only the last step. His results would be enough to enter the top 1,000. Why does he want to give up?"

Someone even sighed, "I feel that it's a pity. The longer we delay here, the lower our results will be if we don't pass."

The one who spoke was a sword Dao teacher. His hair was greenish-black and he was quite famous among the refined sages. He had taught many sword Dao geniuses. When he saw Jian Chen, who was surrounded by sword intent, his eyes lit up. However, he also sighed.

If he could withstand it, he would definitely accept this child.

"I can't give up!"

Jian Chen gritted his teeth. His vision was a little blurry and black. He raised his head in a daze, and in his daze, he actually saw Xuan Yi's figure in the teacher's camp at the top of the stairs.

Xuan Yi looked at him.

Boom!

It was like a bright beam of light that suddenly shone into Jian Chen's dazed heart, dispelling all the darkness in Jian Chen's heart.

Jian Chen's dim eyes suddenly lit up!

Surrounded by sword intent, Jian Chen suddenly took a step forward. His heart was shining as he successfully walked down the stairs.

In the instructor's camp, the green-haired man's eyes suddenly lit up and he stood up.

This was an old sword instructor who had taught many powerful people.

He had always only accepted people with outstanding talent in Sword Dao. Originally, he didn't have much hope for Jian Chen. However, Jian Chen's scattered hard work seemed to suddenly be gathered together and he made an unexpected result!

He was delighted and blurted out, "This child's attainments in the way of the sword are extraordinary. He is very suitable to be my disciple!"

Once these words were said, the surrounding teachers all revealed a knowing smile.

The veteran teacher of the way of the Sword of the Middle Saint Academy had taught quite a number of geniuses in the way of the sword under his tutelage. Now, his position in the middle Saint Academy could be said to be highly respected.

Since he had spoken, it would not be surprising if this genius who had comprehended the sword intent at such a young age would become his disciple.

A few breaths later, the first round of the competition ended.

The first thousand people had already arrived at the arena. The remaining people were still struggling on the white jade steps, but they were no longer fated to be in the Middle Saint Academy this year.

The second round was the teacher selection round. If the students had no objections, it would be considered the final round.

However, if the students were unwilling to accept that, the middle Saint Academy wouldn't force them. Instead, they would be allowed to choose their own teachers as long as the teachers were willing to accept them.

The remaining thirty-odd teachers suspended a portion of the students. When it was Xuan Yi's turn, he used the system to scan a group of students. There were around thirty students with decent aptitude.

"Are you willing to become my disciple?"

His gaze landed on Jian Chen.