The arena was filled with intense battles. In one corner, Zhuge Ni held a thick book, which was clearly a powerful piece of equipment. As she flipped through the pages, terrifying, scorching flames roared up, forcing her opponent to retreat repeatedly. Every skill she released was precise, leaving no room for her opponent to maneuver. Soon, Zhuge Ni emerged victorious in the first round.
Ji Lingyu brandished his long sword. At level 15, he had no trouble against his level 8 opponent. A few swift strokes and the opponent conceded defeat on the spot.
Luo Jun from Yucai High School held a black long spear, with a lifelike shadow dragon coiled around it. With each swing, the arena echoed with the dragon's roar. He taunted his opponent with a smirk until the very end, when he kicked him off the stage.
Wang Zhenglin from Shiyanshi High School, a level 15 SSS-ranked Rainbow Blade user, moved like a ghost, dispatching his opponent in a flash.
Every arena was filled with thrilling battles, except for Ye Lin's. There, a petite girl in a short skirt sat on the ground, crying loudly. "I can't win. This person is a monster. I can't win."
Under the immense pressure, Beibei Bei's cries echoed through the arena. It was truly heart-wrenching to hear.
Everyone was stunned, even Ye Lin, who stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. The forbidden spell in his hand was neither to be cast nor retracted.
He never expected that the girl's psychological endurance was so poor that she could be scared to tears.
Finally, Beibei Bei was escorted off the stage by the proctor, and Ye Lin won the round. She was immediately taken to a counselor, where she cried for half an hour before finally calming down.
"Candidate No. 18, Ye Lin, won the first round. Ten points added," the proctor announced with a strange expression. After all these years as a proctor, he had seen everything from fierce battles to immediate surrenders, but being scared to tears without even a touch was a first.
Ye Lin had set a precedent in the college entrance exam by scaring his opponent to tears. He was the only one who won without engaging in any battle.
"Such a cute girl, and he made her cry like that. He has no compassion at all," someone muttered.
"I always thought 'scaring to tears' was just a figure of speech. Who knew it was a real action?"
"Did he say something lewd to her to scare her like that?"
Ye Lin was speechless as he listened to the whispers around him. He had done nothing! He hadn't even touched her.
After a ten-minute break, the second round began. This time, Ye Lin's opponent was a sword cultivator carrying a long sword on his back. He had a chiseled face and a slender figure, exuding an aura that commanded attention.
When he saw Ye Lin step onto the stage, his expression changed slightly, then he narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself, "If the opponent is you, it might be a bit tricky."
"But... I'll win. I'm the strongest."
The sword cultivator drew his sword, and its dazzling light illuminated the entire arena.
Ye Lin's expression immediately turned solemn as he treated the opponent before him with the utmost seriousness. Even when fighting a rabbit, a lion must exert all its strength. He would never underestimate any of his opponents. Transferees had a wide variety of occupations and skills, and their levels did not necessarily reflect their true combat power. Ye Lin was well aware of this. The opponent was so confident; he must have some extraordinary means. The proctor's expression also became serious.
"Both candidates, please stand inside the circle. Do not make any unnecessary movements until I announce the start."
"Now, both candidates, please show your occupations and levels."
[Ye Lin, Caster of Prohibitions, Level 18]
[Chen Chengchen, Cloud-Stepping Sword Cultivator, Level 11]
Ye Lin's eyes narrowed. Level 11? He did have the confidence to be so sure of himself.
"The occupations and levels have been shown. The second round begins!"
The moment the proctor announced the start, Chen Chengchen turned around, gracefully sheathed his sword, and walked off the stage. At the same time, his confident and calm words reached Ye Lin and the proctor's ears.
"I forfeit."
Ye Lin: "..."
Proctor: "..."
Is that it?
It was like having a grand banquet at a five-star hotel and the grand finale being a bottle of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce.
They had thought this guy was so naturally arrogant because he had some secret move to defeat Ye Lin, but he just gave up right away?
"Didn't you say you would win?" Ye Lin couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, I will win, but not today, not now." Chen Chengchen smiled confidently, as if the world was at peace.
Ye Lin fell silent.
Sure enough, everyone in the college entrance examination was a talent. They could talk so nicely.
But it was fine that they didn't fight. In front of so many people, it was better to avoid fighting if possible to prevent arousing suspicion from those with ulterior motives.
"Candidate No. 18, Ye Lin, wins the second round. Score +10." The proctor looked strange as he announced Ye Lin's victory again.
He had never realized that being a proctor could be so easy. Everyone else had to be on high alert, constantly monitoring the candidates' battles to prevent any life-threatening situations, but he basically just needed to recite the rules and that was it.
Soon, it was the third round. Learning from the previous two candidates' experiences, the current candidate had already made up his mind the moment he drew Ye Lin's name.
"Damn it, so unlucky. How could I draw you, this monster?"
"Proctor, I forfeit!" He had no desire to fight Ye Lin at all. Just looking at the scene of the thunderstorm earlier, he knew he was no match. Besides, he couldn't win anyway, and if he got too injured, it would affect his performance in the next round. It was better to give up quickly.
In this way, Ye Lin didn't even have to move a finger and advanced to the fourth round, with his score reaching an astonishing 130 points.
By now, both the candidates in the examination room and the audience watching the live broadcast outside were stunned.
"Is this a joke? This guy just cast one prohibition spell and even took it back halfway. It's like he didn't fight at all, yet he won three rounds in a row? Is the college entrance examination this easy?"
"These people are too stupid. Just fight him! What are you afraid of? Caster of Prohibitions have to pay a price to use their skills. It's just a college entrance examination. Does he really dare to risk his life?"
"I don't know if he pays a price or not, but if I were hit by that thunder prohibition spell of his, I would surely die."
"Hey, won't this guy just win without lifting a finger and get a full score?"
"No way. Anyone who can advance to the fourth round wouldn't give up so easily. And who would be much weaker than others? Ye Lin must fight someone to advance to the fifth round!"
"No! Look, this guy got a bye!"