According to their potential, they are divided into four classes: A, B, C and D. It sounds like students are divided into grades three, six or nine.
You can guess with just your toes that Class A must be highly valued and have the strongest teachers and the best training resources.
As for Class D, maybe it’s just a class that fends for itself, with no future at all.
The same is true for the status in the Spiritual Academy. People in Class A are naturally superior to others and can bully students in the following classes at will.
"Isn't it too much for the Spiritual Academy to do this?"
Several students with lower rankings in the entrance examination showed dissatisfaction on their faces.
Compared with those with higher rankings, their qualifications are too ordinary, and Class D basically has no chance.
"What's going on? Do we still have to let you trash?"
Feng Weitian showed disdain and said sarcastically: "This is the best thing for the spiritual academy to do, so that I don't have to be in the same class with you trash."
"How can you... speak so harshly!"
When Feng Weitian opened his mouth and screamed like a rubbish, their faces turned red and they felt extremely aggrieved.
Feng Weitian sneered: "Calling you rubbish is already promoting you. You are worse than rubbish in my eyes."
The lower-ranked students were humiliated, but due to Feng Weitian's strength and the strength of his family, they could only hold back their anger with both fists and swallow their anger.
Seeing how cowardly they were, Feng Weitian felt even more proud, and he glanced around.
When he saw Mu Yu standing at the back of the crowd, he showed a sneer: "As a well-connected person, you will soon be exposed for your true colors. By then, not only will you lose your own face, but you will also lose your own face." Elder Qiu, who brought you into the spiritual courtyard, has lost all his face."
"Wait until then, I don't see how you can continue to stay in the Northwest Spiritual Academy with dignity."
At this time, the middle-aged teacher continued: "Behind you, there are twenty secret rooms. An opponent of the same level as you will automatically be simulated in the secret room to fight with you."
"The secret room will also give you automatic scores based on your combat performance. Of course, the better your performance, the higher your score will naturally be."
"Okay, you will enter in batches. Now the people whose names I have read will be the first batch to enter the secret room. Zhao Yuhan, Qiao Minghan, Mu Yu..."
Mu Yu and Qiao Minghan were both the first batch of students to enter the secret room for assessment.
After the two greeted each other, they each walked to their own secret rooms.
When Mu Yu entered the secret room, Feng Weitian and the middle-aged teacher looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths curled up, revealing an unspeakable smile.
It turned out that Feng Weitian had already colluded with the middle-aged teacher and secretly made the secret room where Mu Yu was in ten times more difficult.
"Mu Yu, Mu Yu, this is what will happen if you offend me. I will make you get zero points and become a laughing stock in the eyes of everyone in the Northwest Spiritual Academy."
Feng Weitian was already looking forward to the miserable scene of Mu Yu being beaten all over and kicked out of the secret room.
After Mu Yu walked into the secret room, ten projections instantly appeared in the secret room. Their cultivation levels were all at the seventh level of the Hunyuan Realm, which was equivalent to Mu Yu.
"Um?"
After seeing the scene in front of him, Mu Yu was slightly stunned.
He remembered that the middle-aged teacher had just said that an opponent with a similar level of cultivation to him would appear in the secret room.
Why are ten opponents with the same level of cultivation as him appearing in front of him
"Forget it, there is no difference to me between one opponent and ten opponents anyway." Mu Yu no longer thought about it.