Chapter 139: Spiritual Eyes
In fact, Zhou Shang concealed this news mainly for the sake of this entrance examination.
In previous years, the entrance examination was intended to temper students' character and make them realize that there are always people better than them.
Perhaps in high school, you were a gifted child, a top talent.
But when you go to Budo University, you will be exposed to more things and experiences.
If you don't face setbacks early on and don't learn to humble yourself, it will hinder your future cultivation rather than help it.
In previous years, entrance examinations varied in format.
Sometimes, teachers would disguise themselves as evil followers of the Starry Sky Gate to launch a surprise attack. Other times, senior students would mix in with the freshmen to cause trouble.
This time, the real test for the entrance examination of Xingcheng Hongwu University was Jiang Tian.
In a sense, Jiang Tian was not a student taking the exam but an examiner.
Zhou Shang had kept this a secret, not even telling the other teachers, to prevent leaks that could allow some students to prepare in advance.
If even one person knew, that one person would tell two, two would tell four, and soon, everyone would know.
Now, Zhou Shang smiled as he told the truth, while Zhao Yongwu, standing beside him, showed an expression of "as expected."
He looked at Jiang Tian again, his eyes full of curiosity.
What kind of abilities did this youngest disciple, whom Zhou Shang had chosen as his last, truly possess?
As for the other teachers, their expressions were even more interesting.
When they first heard Zhou Shang speak, their initial reaction was to assume he was joking.
But when they saw Zhou Shang's serious expression, their brows twitched.
Principal, are you serious?
Jiang Tian was actually Zhou Shang's disciple?
If that was true, then it meant that Jiang Tian's title as the number one student in the country was not just a hollow honor—it was well-deserved.
Moreover, his combat potential was probably beyond their imagination.
Zhou Shang hadn't accepted a disciple in a very, very long time.
For him to break this rule and take on Jiang Tian, it meant that his talent and combat ability must be terrifying.
The other teachers exchanged glances, their eyes flickering, while the formation's projected image focused on Jiang Tian.
What would the disciple of Principal Zhou do next?
What kind of change would he bring to this entrance examination?
But many teachers still had doubts.
Even if Jiang Tian was Zhou Shang's disciple, how could he possibly stand against so many students besieging him?
Also, why had Director Yuan Qin been instructed to convert all the dormitory beds into hospital beds...?
Principal, what exactly are you planning?
The teachers were skeptical, but the students had no idea about any of this.
At the martial arts arena, many of the weaker students were eager to give it a try.
Some students, further away, saw Jiang Tian walking calmly forward and grew impatient, running ahead to surround him.
As they ran, they observed Jiang Tian carefully, trying to guess his intentions.
Was he planning to change directions midway?
Was this some sort of feint?
They were worried that Jiang Tian might suddenly turn and run, so this group of students rushed forward cautiously.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
At the same time, some students who had initially planned to rush toward Jiang Tian suddenly changed direction—and ran the opposite way!
Their actions were strange.
However, since they were in the minority, no one paid much attention to them.
These were the students who had arrived at school on the same bus as Jiang Tian.
They had witnessed his terrifying speed firsthand.
They weren't stupid.
Jiang Tian's explosive movement speed alone was proof that he was far from ordinary.
Even though he was being surrounded by thousands of students, he still walked alone into the woods as if taking a stroll.
What did this mean?
He was either a fool… or completely confident.
They were willing to bet on the latter.
More and more students gathered in front of Jiang Tian.
But they didn't form groups.
Everyone stood apart, watching each other.
Many of them had already decided that they might not even need to fight.
Some were already thinking: Once Jiang Tian is taken down, how can I take advantage of the chaos?
As Jiang Tian walked forward, the number of students surrounding him approached two thousand.
There were also many spectators watching from a distance, arms crossed, waiting to see the show.
Some even started making bets on how long Jiang Tian would last.
The atmosphere was at its peak.
Jiang Tian had reached the edge of the martial arts arena.
In just two or three minutes, he would step into the forest area, officially starting the exam—which meant everyone could attack him.
Zhang Mou, who had entered the forest earlier, positioned himself at the front among the many gathered students.
The students nearby recognized Zhang Mou immediately and greeted him.
To them, Zhang Mou was the true leader, the one who had commanded the plan to take down Jiang Tian.
"Even if he's weak, you have to respect his courage." Zhang Mou suddenly spoke to the students around him.
The students were startled, but after glancing at Jiang Tian, they nodded slightly.
Yes, he at least had guts.
It was two thousand against one, but he was still walking forward, alone.
That deserved respect.
But then, Zhang Mou's expression suddenly changed.
He frowned, and a drop of sweat appeared on his forehead.
His breathing quickened.
As Jiang Tian got closer, Zhang Mou's face grew uglier.
Then, in an instant, his pupils flashed bright red.
"This...this is..." Zhang Mou's body trembled slightly.
He suddenly felt something terrifying.
A strange, invisible force seemed to press against his entire body.
It was as if an overwhelming presence was approaching.
It wasn't just the weight of thousands of students surrounding Jiang Tian.
No.
It was Jiang Tian himself.
And for the first time, Zhang Mou realized something horrifying.
"We...made a mistake."
"Jiang Tian...isn't the prey."
"We are."