The large screen on the wall of Ying Luohong’s office was showing images of the Star Wars experimental class students undergoing the Blood Trial. They could observe any student’s trial and interrupt it immediately if any special situation occurred.
However, Tang Zhenhua had not been bluffing the Star Wars experimental class before. If any student failed the Blood Trial this time, they would be eliminated for real. As Lan Xuanyu had anticipated, the Blood Trial was not only a test of their strength but also a test of their willpower.
The performance of the Star Wars Experimental Class in the Outer Court for six years was stunning, completing many tasks that Outer Court disciples could not accomplish. However, the teachers of the Academy also saw very clearly that in order to achieve this level, Lan Xuanyu and those highly talented students played a major role, and the Star Wars Experimental Class turned them into a whole, with all actions being collective actions.
Therefore, after these students were approved to enter the Inner Court, the Inner Court teachers discussed that the first issue to address was the students’ dependence on Lan Xuanyu. A united team would only be truly powerful if each individual became even stronger, and then came back together as a team.
As Tang Zhenhua said, entering the Inner Court did not mean that one could rest easy. In fact, the competition in the Inner Court would be even more intense. Excellent people would become even better, while those who constantly fell behind would be eliminated and could only leave in disappointment.
This was also why the number of disciples in the Inner Court of Shrek Academy ws so small, but every disciple who graduated from the Inner Court of Shrek Academy was undoubtedly one of the top talents in the federation today. However, they would not be recruited by major forces and would only choose to stay in Shrek or Tang Sect.
“Teacher, who should we look at first?” Ying Luohong asked Wang Tianyu.
Ying Luohong answered and pressed the control button to randomly select. Soon, a figure appeared on the screen.
It was a student who looked a bit thin and weak, not like an adult who had already exceeded the age of eighteen, but rather looked a bit short, only like a fourteen or fifteen year old.
Even Xiao Qi and Tang Zhenhua, who were the class teachers, had to look carefully to recognize who he was. This child in the class really didn’t have much presence. His abilities were also in the middle and lower levels.
“He is called Tan Xiaodao. His martial soul is the Bloodsong Blade. He is in the middle and lower level in the class. A six-ringed, second-level Battle Armor Master.” Xiao Qi reported to Wang Tianyu.
Xiao Qi was really worried. If this kind of student’s performance was not good enough right from the start, it would leave a bad impression on the internal teachers present and be detrimental to the overall situation of the 33 Sky Wings.
The Inner Court teachers didn’t say anything and all eyes were focused on Tan Xiaodao.
He didn’t even release his martial soul, looking around from time to time. The only thing that made the teachers curious was that the child’s face was always smiling, and it was an excited smile.
Tang Zhenhua even wondered if the child had not yet recovered from the excitement of passing the graduation exam.
Any teacher will inevitably have some bias in the teaching process, at least in their hearts. Excellent students would inevitably receive more attention.
Just then, the shadow moved, its speed incredibly fast, like a ghostly figure pouncing towards Tan Xiaodao from behind.
Meanwhile, Tan Xiaodao was poking his head forward, looking ahead, seeming to have no sense of the attack coming from behind.
Many teachers from the Inner Court frowned upon seeing this, commenting on his poor vigilance. They wondered if this child would fall in the hands of the first enemy?
Blood spurted out, spraying Tan Xiaodao’s back.
Tan Xiaodao turned his head to look at the body lying on the ground, a pale-faced man dressed in all black. At this point, he was naturally as dead as he could be, with a miserable appearance and a large amount of viscera already spilled out onto the ground.
He crouched down, his smile not diminishing but instead showing a few more shades of surprise. He reached out and touched the body, saying, “Wow, it’s still warm. The Douluo World really made it realistic. The feel of the organs is the same as that of a real person. Interesting!”
Of course, he didn’t know that his voice could be heard by the teachers.
