Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 52: Showing Talent, Standing Out, and Securing First Place Ahead of Time

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Showing Talent, Standing Out, and Securing First Place Ahead of Time

"Oh my God! Liu Ze from First School scored 157 calories in his Qi Blood Test, completing Third Body Tempering."

"That’s outrageous!"

"Zheng Qing from Second School also scored outrageously well, 153 calories, also completing Third Body Tempering."

"My evaluation is that he’s not as good as Liu Ze."

"Song Ruyan, the prodigy from Third School, scored 156 calories, also completing Third Body Tempering."

"Have you heard? Zhao Huishu, the goddess from First School, scored 164 calories, claiming the top spot. I suspect she might become this year’s martial arts exam champion."

"Ahhhh... Zhao Huishu, my goddess, she’s truly incredible!"

"..."

Inside the examination hall, the atmosphere was boiling, and it was the same not far away.

The high-levels of the Martial Arts Association could not stop smiling.

Additionally, the principal of First School, who had just had a sour face, was now grinning broadly.

"Hahaha... you guys... so what if you copy us? First School is the trailblazer, and we’re bound to lead."

...

At that moment, it was Lin Ping’an’s turn for testing.

He entered the Qi Blood Chamber and thought for a moment, deciding how much value to reveal.

Then, following the voice prompt from the chamber’s system, he ran the Profound-level Technique ’Stealth Technique’, slightly revealing a hint of Qi Blood.

"Please prepare, first test beginning."

"Ding~"

"Test complete, First Grade High Tier, Qi Blood Value 214 calories."

"Now commencing second test, please prepare, second test beginning."

"Ding~"

"Second test complete, First Grade High Tier, Qi Blood Value 214 calories."

"Now commencing third test..."

...

Three consecutive times, the scores were identical, all being 214 calories.

Finally, the Qi Blood Chamber uploaded the results online, and Lin Ping’an finished the test, leaving casually.

Many students who witnessed this were itching to gossip, but after some careful thought, they all dismissed the idea.

In fact, even if they asked, Lin Ping’an wouldn’t say a word, he’d just give a look that made them back off.

Although he had decided to take the position of exam champion, that didn’t mean he needed to be flashy from start to finish.

To minimize trouble, it would be best to make a splash when the dust settles.

After all, by then Lin Ping’an would have vanished, and others wouldn’t be able to find him.

Especially the media reporters, whom he found most annoying; he had no desire for interviews.

Quietly researching, and silently becoming the strongest, was Lin Ping’an’s idea.

If it weren’t for the reward, he wouldn’t bother participating in the martial arts exam and would directly enter Great Xia Academy as a special recruit.

As for the potential controversies arising from this, Lin Ping’an wouldn’t care.

He was always a pragmatist who believed in the principle of the strongest prevailing.

Call it selfishness or self-interest.

After his parents died in an attack by cultists.

Apart from vengeance, his remaining life goal was simply to live more splendidly and explore the mysteries of martial arts.

Looking for things to protect or worthy of protection, Lin Ping’an hadn’t found any so far.

From start to finish, he wasn’t the kind who fought selflessly for the Human Race.

Rather, relatively speaking, he chose the Human Race over the Ten Thousand Races, that’s all.

Meanwhile.

Not far from the exam hall, cries of shock erupted.

"What? 214 calories? That’s just too absurd!"

"Lin Ping’an? Him again? His progress over these days is just too exaggerated!"

"I get it! It’s definitely because of the ’Painful Demon Body’ technique! Otherwise, how could he achieve such an amazing score?"

"He’s solid! This time, he’s sure to be Great Xia martial arts exam champion! I can’t imagine anyone surpassing this score."

"I heard he’s also the city’s top student in literature; this time, he really benefited from the technique, otherwise, such a situation wouldn’t have occurred."

"..."

The high-levels of the Martial Arts Association were utterly stunned, blurting out various comments.

However, after the exclamations, there were all sorts of regrets and sighs.

"What a pity, such a pity! His ceiling’s already set! This champion will inevitably become mediocre."

"What a waste! If it weren’t him, how great would it be! With such talent, taking the champion title would only bring disgrace."

"What are you talking about! Don’t forget he’s also the prodigy of the Civilization Master! The martial arts exam champion is just the icing on the cake."

"..."

Meanwhile, after Lin Ping’an finished the test, all participants had completed the first round of Qi Blood testing.

Afterward, they started the second test, a written exam in literature.

Of course, when they said literature, it was actually literature related to martial arts, covering topics about martial arts knowledge.

Essentially, it’s all Lower Third Grades content.

In this round, all high school candidates were taken to different exam halls, with Martial Arts Association personnel as invigilators.

In the exam hall, there were also test chambers set up.

Unlike the previous Qi Blood Chambers, these were specifically for answering test questions.

Similar to the machines used for Quasi-Civilization Master certification exams at the Civilization Master Association, or perhaps identical in every way.

The exam rules were simple: one hour of test time, a thousand questions, each question worth ten points, with a maximum score of ten thousand points.

Questions were random; correct answers scored points, incorrect answers did not.

After the final scores were out, they were multiplied by twenty percent and added as the total score.

For example, ten thousand points would yield a maximum of two thousand points as the literature score.

Meanwhile, the results from the Qi Blood tests were multiplied by a hundred for Qi Blood scores.

For instance, 214 calories would count as a Qi Blood score of 21,400 points.

Everyone had always focused on Qi Blood levels over literature scores due to this.

Of course, some academy civilization master programs valued credits more, and their admission criteria varied.

Yet even so, the Qi Blood value demand was similarly high.

After all, wanting to go further on the civilization master path, martial arts cultivation is also a requisite factor.

In the upcoming time, each candidate entered ten minutes early, waiting inside for the exam.

"Ding~"

"Please pay attention, the exam has begun."

With the voice prompt, questions appeared before each candidate.

Ten minutes... twenty minutes... thirty minutes...

Other candidates kept pondering deeply, scratching their heads over the questions, while Lin Ping’an had already answered everything, submitting them.

In an instant, a score of ten thousand points appeared.

Seeing this, someone smiled slightly, not paying much attention.

In his eyes, this result was only natural.

Moreover, the fact that he scored ten thousand points wasn’t due to Lin Ping’an’s limited knowledge level, but because ten thousand was just the maximum score.

"Pfft..."

The test chamber door opened, Lin Ping’an walked out with calmness, not caring about the strange looks from the personnel guarding nearby.

Instead, he calmly left first, preparing to meet up with Teacher Li Xue outside.

When it’s time to head back, he still needed to take the bus, unified and escorted away.

At this moment, he didn’t want to do anything special.

Meanwhile, outside the exam hall.

"Heavens! Heavens! My God! There’s actually a candidate who submitted early!"

"Oh! Damn! Which unfortunate kid dared to cause trouble at such a crucial moment? Don’t they know how critical the martial arts exam is? They’re really irresponsible with their life."

"There’s always weirdos; but there are more this year."

"Wait! Oh my gosh! Ten thousand points! A perfect score! This candidate who submitted early got a perfect score."

"Who? Who is it?"

"It’s... it’s... it’s Lin Ping’an!"

In an instant, the scene fell silent, filled with the sound of gasps.

After a long while, someone spoke awkwardly, breaking the atmosphere.

"Lin... Lin Ping’an? Him... him again?"