Everyone looked at Fu Lingkong with envy. To think that a seventh-tier War God could become a third-class student, and most likely the top one at that, was truly enviable.
He had landed a super powerful connection!
They arrived at the entrance of the Ancient Academy, smoothly entered with their tokens, and conveniently registered their personal information.
By midnight that day, all those who had received a token had entered the Academy gates, marking the end of disciple recruitment. Everyone else left in disappointment, as the planet did not cater to outsiders.
Shui Wujun naturally entered through the gates as well, staring at Chu Hao with eyes full of resentment, as though he wanted to kill him.
He had every reason to hate Chu Hao, for he was originally in line to become a third-class student, but now he had only barely made it into the fourth-class. And if not for the rules' protection, he might have even had to shamefully retreat.
