Xin Lin and the other two remained silent, especially Murong Ziyue, whose delicate brows furrowed even tighter.
"Heh heh, isn't it a pleasant surprise? This is a tremendous opportunity, with the top talents from forty elite colleges of the Eastern Continent participating. This year-end assessment is also known as the 'Little Eagle Conference.' Your current abilities aren't sufficient to make a name for yourselves at the Eagle Conference, but if you all put in great effort, there's still hope for the 'Little Eagle Conference.' The Dean has already stated that this year, our Spirit Institute must secure at least one spot among the three classes."
Master Mu looked meaningfully at Xin Lin and Little Xinzhuo.
The Spirit Institute has always been weaker than the Martial Arts Academy.
Although this year, thanks to Xin Lin and others, the Spirit Institute has gained some momentum.
But that's only among the new students; including the old students, things aren't as simple.
