"I…I didn't expect…I…I still…lost…lost to you!”
Not far away, Li Wen, who had been closing his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment. He looked at Lin Xuan and revealed an extremely unwilling expression. Then, his body suddenly swayed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
It turned out that this scheming young master of Sunset Town had long discovered Lin Xuan and had been secretly competing with him.
Unfortunately, he did not persist in the end and lost to Lin Xuan.
Immediately, four third-generation disciples rushed in and carried the unconscious Li Wen out.
Lin Xuan shook his head.
He did not expect that this Li Wen would actually treat him as a target to surpass.
It seemed that his abnormal performance had aroused the vigilance of many geniuses.
However, at this moment, Lin Xuan was almost at the end of his rope.
This young hunter was almost covered in blood.
Drops of blood replaced his sweat and seeped out from every pore of his body. They merged into blood plasma and smeared all over his body. If it wasn't for the fact that his body was still trembling slightly, his chest was heaving rapidly, and his eyes were still moving slightly, people would have thought that he had fainted.
What a steely will!
Lin Xuan could understand Zhang Fan's persistence. After all, Zhang Fan was already 18 years old. His performance in the previous attribute test was very average, so the possibility of him entering the Sword Whisper Sect was very low. Only by performing well enough in this last test, which could be done by humans, would he be able to obtain a sliver of hope.
Lin Xuan also saw that the hunters who had accompanied Zhang Fan to the sword formation diagram were nervously watching him. Their eyes were filled with ardent hope.
Indeed, Zhang Fan's persistence represented the best hope for these ordinary hunters, right?
Lin Xuan lowered his head and thought for a moment. He did not persist and slowly stood up, walking out of the sword formation diagram.
According to the tradition of the Sword Whisper Sect, the youth who persisted to the last in every sword formation would receive additional points. Lin Xuan could originally continue, but he was moved by the spirit of this ordinary youth.
Lin Xuan suddenly felt that he should give the extra points to this struggling youth. Perhaps he could help him enter the Sword Whisper Sect.
"Thank…Thank you…"
When Lin Xuan passed by Zhang Fan, a few words indistinctly floated out of the bloody man's already bitten lips.
"Good luck!" Lin Xuan smiled slightly.
With that, he strode out of the sword formation diagram.
The silver-robed elder and the third-generation disciples outside the array formation looked at Lin Xuan with the same gaze.
The other youths who were waiting to see the final result looked at Lin Xuan with gentler gazes.
This was because everyone could tell that Lin Xuan was the one with the easiest performance among everyone. He could completely continue, but he deliberately gave first place to the struggling youth.
"Thank you, thank you, Young Master!" A few hunters came over and thanked Lin Xuan repeatedly.
One of them was probably Zhang Fan's father. He looked to be in his forties, and his body was as tall as an iron tower. His skin was dark, and his body was covered in scars. As he spoke, he was about to kneel down to thank Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan hurriedly supported him.
……
Six hours before the sky turned dark, the entrance test finally came to an end.
On that day, nearly a hundred thousand youths participated in the test, but there were less than ten thousand who had the hope of entering the Sword Whisper Sect. It could be seen how harsh and cruel the selection process was.
The eliminated youths were allowed to stay in the Sword Whisper Sect for one night. The next morning, they had to leave immediately.
As for the youths who had hopes of being selected, they received the Sword Whisper Sect's wide band and were brought into the guest house.
The next day, the test continued.
There were still youths who came from afar to participate in the test.
The same tragicomedy of life played out again on the second day.
The ranking list was continuously posted and hung in the Sword Whisper Sect's announcement area.
As time passed, the names on the rankings kept changing.
Lin Xuan's ranking started to drop from the original tenth. When the test ended the next day, he dropped to the 35th place among the 10,000 people on the overall ranking.
The top ten names on the overall ranking were all covered by red paper. No one knew who they were.
On the third day, the test continued.
The recruitment period lasted for six days.
However, most of the people arrived early on the first day. After the second day, the number of people who came began to decrease.
By the end of the sixth day, there were roughly 40,000 youths from the surrounding 1,000 miles who had attended the entrance test. In the end, only 2020 youths had officially passed the test and become in-name disciples of the Swordquest Sect.
On the evening of the sixth day, everyone's name list and ranking were announced in the announcement area.
Lin Xuan's ranking finally dropped to the 100th place on the overall ranking.
Lu Xueqi was ranked 430th.
Ma Leqian was ranked 563rd.
Li Wen was ranked 199th.
Hou Qing was ranked 1213th.
What made Lin Xuan feel gratified was that Zhang Fan, the young hunter who had been fighting against fate, had finally moved the heavens with his strong spirit. He had actually managed to obtain the final spot to become an in-name disciple of the Sword Whisper Sect with his final score of 10,000.
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