C4

Ten days later, in the capital of the South Tong Kingdom, South Tong City.

It was a bustling day in NanTong City. People were passing by on the streets in a steady stream. If one looked carefully, one would notice that there seemed to be a lot of young people walking on the streets with steady steps and powerful auras.

The ordinary citizens of South Tong City all stepped aside when they saw these people to avoid any kind of collision or trouble.

These youths were all martial artists. Although their strength wasn't very high, they were still lofty existences to ordinary people.

These young warriors were all walking in the same direction.

There was no other reason. Today was the best martial arts school in the country, the day of Crimson Nimbus Guild's enrollment!

In order to take care of all the ambitious youngsters in the country, the Crimson Nimbus Martial School had opened its registration time for one month, which was enough for all the students who came to register on time to arrive at their destination.

A 15-16 year old boy and girl were walking through the crowd on the main street of South China City. The boy was tightly holding onto the girl to prevent the crowd from dispersing. The boy and girl were Ling Yan and Ye Chong.

After Ye He's death, Ling Yan buried Ye He in a scenic spot in the back mountain. Ye Chong'er had no intention of staying at Pai Mu Town, and after pawning all of his remaining properties, he followed Ling Yan to the largest city in the Southern Kingdom, Nancomo City.

The city was truly worthy of being called the capital. The streets were ten miles long, crowded with people, and extremely prosperous. Ling Yan was almost unable to distinguish between north, south, and west, and almost got lost.

An hour later, Ling Yan and Ye Chong'er finally arrived at their destination, the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's registration point!

The Crimson Nimbus Martial School was located in the northeast corner of South Tong City. It was three miles long to the east, a thousand steps wide to the north and a thousand feet wide to the south. It was the largest building in the entire South Tong City, excluding the Imperial Palace.

But even if the round plaza had such a large volume, on the first day of the Crimson Nimbus Martial Arts School's registration, the round plaza was almost squeezed to the point of bursting.

After graduation, whether it was being a bodyguard or joining the army, the treatment would be much better than other martial schools. Because, all the martial artists that could enter the Crimson Nimbus Martial School were all strong, and their strength was much stronger than those of the same level!

There were even some talented martial artists from the Crimson Nimbus Martial School who could jump ranks to challenge others. These martial artists hadn't even graduated from the Crimson Nimbus Martial School, yet they had already been recruited by countless great families or even Royal families.

After becoming a powerful martial artist, one could easily obtain power, beauties, and wealth. Wasn't this what some people were looking for? The Crimson Nimbus Martial School was the best way to realize this wild hope of theirs. Dot!

Ling Yan held onto Ye Chong'er's delicate hand as he stood in the line. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he had gotten to the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's registration point earlier, otherwise … He turned his head back to look at the densely packed long line behind him. Ling Yan subconsciously trembled. Even if there were ten places to sign up, he didn't know how long this line would take.

Suddenly, he felt a faintly discernable gaze sweeping past him to look at Ye Chong'er. Ling Yan frowned slightly, and used his body to shield Ye Chong'er from his sight, before turning his head.

Behind him stood a youth who was a few centimeters shorter than himself. He was dressed extravagantly and had a fair complexion, looking at him as if he was looking at a country bumpkin. When he saw Ling Yan turn his head, that person did not avoid his gaze and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile.

It was obvious that he was the son of a rich family. Ling Yan's heart sank, and he ignored him.

Following the group slowly, more than two hours passed. Following the flash of a youngster in front of him, Ling Yan suddenly felt a bright light in front of him.

There was a one-meter-wide table in front of him, and a man in his thirties was sitting behind it, writing on it.

"Name, age, and talent." The man didn't even raise his head as he spoke, his face expressionless.

"Alright, next!" The man spoke very quickly.

Ten minutes later, Ling Yan and Ye Chong'er finally squeezed out of the crowd and could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

Just a moment ago, when he was registering, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the registration form on the table, and he saw more than ten third-grade, and even fourth-grade talents. There were still so many people queuing up afterwards, not to mention that this was only the first day of registration.

He wondered if the Crimson Nimbus Martial School would increase the difficulty of the exam because of the average student's high talent. After all, there was a limit to the number of students the Crimson Nimbus Martial School could recruit every year.