Li Tian’s Choice 1

The straw hat that Wang Li Tian wore throughout the entire test had fallen off from his Lunge strike. The end of the fight revealed Li Tian's looks to everyone, including to Jiang Rou Xuan. Li Tian had nice features, black full eyebrows, eyes as dark as the night sky. His nose bridge was thin and his lips had the perfect one to one ratio. Li Tian was comparable to the handsome Liu Fei Ling.

When Li Tian's face was uncovered, all of Jiang Rou Xuan's doubts had been clarified. He was still the same as when he was young. Within a few seconds, tears started to roll down from Rou Xuan's face. He really was alive. The boy in front of me, standing on the first place platform, was truly him.

Wang Li Tian looked to his right to find the person that he wanted to reveal himself to. Even though he was over 50 meters away from her, Li Tian could see that Rou Xuan had already found out about him. Seeing her again after all these years was something that Li Tian always wanted to do. That day had finally come true for the both of them.

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In the end, no one had went up and challenge Wang Li Tian for his placing anymore. Liu Fei Ling attempted to seized the second place, but lost only because of his wrist injury from his fight with Li Tian. Fei Ling finally got third by defeating Jiang Rou Lang who eventually got fifth place. Rou Lang did not want to fight against her sister for fourth. The top fifty placements for the selection test was finally over and the Headmaster of the outer court came out to conclude the ceremony.

"To all the youths that did not make it into the Academy, train harder and come back again next year. The road of cultivation had only just started and this wouldn't be the only roadblock that you would face." The headmaster, Liu Fei Ge advised everyone leaving the Academy. The fire in their hearts were reignited again after hearing the advise from their senior.

"And to those fifty students that made it into our Southern Wind Academy, I welcome you with my greatest sincerity. Your cultivation journey has only just started and the first step in cultivation shall be taken in the Outer courts of our academy!" This time he addressed those that made it through the test.

"I will now explain how the Outer Courts work," Coughing slightly, he continued, "The Southern Wind Academy consists of five School disciplines. They are namely, The School of Fist Arts, The School of Sword and Sabre Arts, The School of Pole Arts, The School of Hidden Weapons and lastly, The School of Artificing. Each of you here shall be admitted into one of these school disciplines. However, you would not be given a choice of which school you may study under, unless multiple school disciplines had chosen you."

Just now, inside the pagoda tower, the Prime elders had been gathered around to debate whether there were any notable youths in the selection test. They would then pick the disciples that they would like to take under their belts.

"Now, I shall be announcing the placements of everyone."

"In fiftieth place, Huang Ze Tian. You will be admitted under the School Of Artificing."

"In forty-ninth place, Mu Zhuo Shou. You will be admitted under the School Of Artificing."

"In forty-eighth place, Teng Jiang Lang. You will be admitted under the School of Artificing."

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The list went on from fiftieth to fortieth placing, where every individual had been selected under the school of Artificing. Everyone that were chosen had a deep frown on their faces. They were greatly dissatisfied with their results even though they had to enter the School of Artificing.

"Damn it! I worked so hard to get into the top fifty, only to enter the black hole department in the Southern Wind Academy!"

"Why didn't I work harder? Maybe if I did, I wouldn't be stuck in this department anymore.."

"No! How am I going to face my parents when I head down the mountain?!"

The murmurs of complaints about their placing in the School of Artificing was extremely normal in the Southern Wind Academy. The outer Headmaster simply ignored the complaints and continued to give out their postings. Only when the placing was around the thirtieth place, did Liu Fei Ge say a different School name. When the thirtieth place youth heard that he had gotten into the School of Pole Arts, the boy sighed in relief. It was so obvious that everyone here hated the School of Artificing.

When it reached the twentieth placing, only then did the lucky youth get a chance to pick between two school disciplines. As the positions got into the top ten, the number of options had also increased proportionally.

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"In fifth place, Jiang Rou Lang. You are given the options of the School of Fist Arts, Sword and Sabre arts, Pole Arts and Artificing. Please pick your school discipline."

"I choose the School of Sword and Sabre Arts." Rou Lang chose the School of Sword and Sabre Arts, being that he had already studied Sabre Arts since he was younger.

"In fourth place, Jiang Rou Xuan. You are given the options of the School of Fist Arts, Sword and Sabre arts, Pole Arts, Hidden Weapons and Artificing." This time, Rou Xuan was given the opportunity to enter every single discipline.

"Also, Prime Elder Lan You Tian that teaches Sword Arts had expressed interest in taking you under his tutorship. You may now decide on your choice."