She still had a smiled expression, but Zi Ji's voice became a lot more serious this time.

And Zi Ji's words directly shocked the students and parents who faced her directly.

One year, a quarter of the dismissal rate, what this means is naturally self-evident.

Although the number of students enrolled last year was small, the dismissal rate was too alarming.

Moreover, listening to Ziji's meaning, these people who were dismissed were not because of their talent.

If only looking at talent, those noble children would not say the best, but they would definitely not be persuaded.

Being dismissed for other reasons can only show that the cultivation of students in this Tibetan college is completely different from that of ordinary colleges that only look at levels.

In this way, all the students are standing on the same level.

Even the children of the nobles who are pampered may still be in a disadvantaged position.

To be honest, this is very persuasive.

After all, when you go to school, your child is dismissed by the college.

It's so good to say it if it is spread out.

However, none of the parents present wanted to give up.

Even if it did, it didn't say it.

This is true even for ordinary people with little knowledge.

They may not know much, but for their children, they all have all the expectations.

That parent didn't expect her son to become a dragon, or her daughter to become a phoenix.

The more rigorous the training of students, the more worth looking forward to their growth.

Looking at their children, they are scared or nervous.

All parents gave their children a look of encouragement.

Feeling the encouragement of their parents, all the children calmed down, even puffed up their chests, wanting to express themselves.

Even if there are a few who want to retreat, they are infected by the mentality of the people around them.

...

Seeing everyone with a nervous and firm expression, Zi Ji nodded in satisfaction.

After a short pause, Zi Ji continued to speak slowly:

"Well, I won't talk more nonsense.

Now that you have all gone to study, the entrance test still needs to be conducted.

Although our Taoist Academy doesn't value cultivation talents the most, as a soul master, you can't live without the motivation to work hard.

This test can be considered a ranking for you.

In a while, I will slowly release the pressure and envelop each of you.

The longer you persist, the higher the ranking.

By the way, I would like to remind you that you must perform well.

Because in order to maintain your motivation for progress in cultivation, every time you evaluate, the top-ranked people are rewarded.

Even this time, it is no exception.

Of course, you can rest assured.

That is, you are all standing on the same level, because there is only one opponent, and that is yourself! "

As the voice fell, Zi Ji slowly released a lavender light.

This lavender light, as if it had grown eyes, slowly enveloped all the students.

A very simple assessment is also the fairest assessment for new recruits.

And the reason why Zi Ji came to preside over this assessment, not senior students like Qian Renxue.

The most fundamental reason is that there are too many new students. In addition to the extremely meticulous control of their own coercion, the host must always pay attention to the state of the students to avoid accidents.

For this, only the few teachers in the current Taoist Academy can do it.

After the purple light released by Zi Ji enveloped all the students, a coercion gradually emerged around all the students.

The pressure is not strong, but it is slowly increasing until it reaches the maximum that each of them can bear.

Although it has reached the maximum tolerance of the students, everyone can hold on for a while.

However, as time passed, intensive sweat began to appear on everyone's foreheads.

His own martial spirit was also uncontrollably released.

In an instant, a variety of lights burst out from the bodies of many students.

However, even if the Martial Spirit was released, they still persisted very hard.

Dou Da's sweat, like raindrops, fell from their immature faces.

However, looking at the comrades around who are still persisting, they are extremely competitive and don't want to give up.

However, human perseverance has its limits, especially for children who have not experienced training.

At this time, it's not that they can persist without giving up.

So, as time went by, one student after another failed.

As these failed students slumped to the ground, the pressure on them disappeared instantly.

However, compared to the beginning, their white and tender faces have turned pale.

Seeing that their children became like this, the parents standing on the periphery couldn't help showing distressed expressions on their faces.

However, the assessment is not over yet, and the failure continues.

With the appearance of the first student who couldn't hold on, the rest of them fell down like dumplings.

Soon, there were only four people who were still standing and insisting.

Not surprisingly, Ning Rongrong and Eric were among them.

After all, one started practicing with Wang Ran when he was four years old.

Although it takes more time to play than to practice, it is not something you can look at with ordinary eyes when familiar with it.

The other, although he didn't practice with Wang Ran, but he was also a person who had been baptized with a drop of God's blood.

The remaining two are impressive existences.

A civilian dressed in plain clothes, a noble family dressed in luxurious clothes.

However, although the two are good, there is still a gap between Ning Rongrong and Eric.

It didn't take long before the two were defeated.

However, this is the case, and the two of them also got the attention of everyone.

Ning Rongrong and Eric were left, and Ning Rongrong's lungs were about to explode at this time.

Although she can hold on for a while, Zi Ji's coercion is not fooling people, she is really very tired now.

If it wasn't for Wang Ran to be happy to win the first place in the entrance examination, Ning Rongrong would have given up long ago.

It's not that Ning Rongrong has no fighting spirit, but because it is completely unnecessary.

She is Ning Rongrong, the young master of the Qibao Liuli Sect, and a disciple of Wang Ran.

Regardless of cultivation resources or status, there is no need to fight with others.

Can blow the cold wind comfortably and eat watermelon, why suffer this sin here?

The more I thought about it, Ning Rongrong felt more angry.

He gave Eric a ferocious look, if it weren't for this guy, she wouldn't have to hold on for so long.