High School Student with Immortal Race System

Yang Shen's examination site was at another high school in Jinshui District: Qiu Jing Middle School.

In Jinshui District, this Martial High School's ranking was decent, more or less on par with Nanliang.

On the way, Yang Shen received a text from Xu Bamboo: "Happy birthday!"

Yang Shen smiled and replied with a message: "Good luck."

He and Xu Bamboo weren't at the same examination site, so they probably wouldn't see each other for the next few days.

Xu Bamboo replied quickly: "See you at Jiangti."

After a moment's thought, Yang Shen sent another message to the "Yang Family Disciples" group chat: "Waiting for your good news."

Then, he stopped looking at the various messages popping up in the group and closed his eyes to adjust his state of mind.

When he arrived at the examination site, it was already a sea of people. However, family members were barred from getting too close. Yang Shen said goodbye to his aunt and the four little ones, then slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked inside.

After showing his admission ticket, Yang Shen walked through the security checkpoint for the first item on the college entrance exam's agenda: a blood draw.

That's right. Unlike the monthly exams, the rules for the college entrance exam were much stricter.

The first thing every student did upon arrival each day was to have their blood drawn for a sample.

The first purpose was to test some of the examinee's basic physical parameters, such as blood-source content and physical vitality, as a supplement to their realm assessment.

For example, Yang Shen's Late-stage Marrow Refining realm was verified through this blood test.

The second purpose was to check for any residue of banned substances in the body.

Martial Arts training was inseparable from taking elixirs. Yanhua even supported students in this, having launched special programs like "Elixirs to Schools," "Student-Safe Medicine," and "Innovative Drug Clinical Bases in Schools."

But there were still some banned drugs.

Most of them were substances that boosted scores at the cost of one's foundation, like pulling up seedlings to help them grow.

Let's put it this way: even the "end-your-family-line" series of drugs that Tian Zihan took weren't banned. You can imagine how potent the banned ones were.

If detected, the student's college entrance exam scores would be immediately nullified.

The "Banned Drug List" grew every year. After all, new drugs emerged one after another. While other fields on Cyan Blue were quite pathetic, the grand cycle of "Biology-Medicine-Martial Arts" was incredibly impressive.

Yet, some people still took the risk.

These blood samples would be kept and tested slowly, with the results announced on the same day the college entrance exam scores were released.

Yang Shen calmly completed the blood draw. As a Cultivator, there was nothing wrong with his blood; he was a pure Cyan Blue Star Person.

After all, he'd had a vial of blood drawn at the hospital every time he killed someone, so he was already used to it.

About ten minutes or so later, he finally walked into a classroom at Qiu Jing Middle School to begin the first exam: Chinese Language Arts.

The overall schedule was identical to the monthly exams, but everything was strictly enforced. There were three proctors in the small classroom, along with cameras, signal jammers, and so on.

The Chinese exam... It was the same old content. Yang Shen knew it like the back of his hand; he had never given up on his academic subjects.

However, following good test-taking strategy, he flipped to the back to look at the essay prompt first and was slightly taken aback.

[The Exotic Realm is a precious treasure for all Cyan Blue Star People and the foundation of civilized progress. However, exploring the Exotic Realm also brings risks and friction between nations. Almost every large-scale war on Cyan Blue has been influenced by the Exotic Realm.]

[Please write a 300-word essay on the theme 'The Exotic Realm in My Eyes.' The format is unrestricted, with the exception of poetry and classical Chinese.]

'This is unusual...' Yang Shen thought. 'Nanliang tried to predict the essay topic many times, but they never got it right.'

Yang Shen returned to the beginning of the exam paper and started answering questions, but he dedicated a third of his mental energy to brainstorming how to write the essay.

This was another test-taking strategy.

Generally speaking, the college entrance exam's essay prompt was a way for the Yanhua Official to convey a certain set of values to society. Each year's topic had a hidden meaning...

It was the most comprehensive way to reach every new generation of young people.

'Does this mean there will be some new movements regarding the Exotic Realm in the coming years?'

'Interesting... very interesting...'

'No matter how society changes, strength is the foundation of everything...'

A rising youth, encountering an era of change—perhaps this was a kind of good fortune.

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The second exam of the morning, Subject One: Speed and Reflexes.

On the track, Yang Shen was grouped with nine students he had never met before.

Everyone had a serious expression; some were even trembling with nervousness.

Faced with an assessment that would likely happen only once in their lifetime, few could remain calm.

"Hey bro, why's your face so pale? Don't panic."

"I'm... I'm not panicking. My whole body is pale, not just my face. I was born this way..."

"Oh? Let's exchange contact info later then."

Yang Shen was also warming up, but his warm-up was a bit unusual.

Standing in the third lane, the tall and straight-backed Yang Shen crossed his arms. He didn't seem to be moving, but his aura was steadily climbing.

'Buddha Sound Body Refining Technique... 40% volume... activate!'

'Rising Sun Wheel... Harmonious and powerful... activate!'

'Rising Sun Flame... Hmm, I won't activate this one. It'll burn the others to death.'

'I'll just use Fire Element Escape in a bit...'

Gradually, Yang Shen's body temperature began to rise rapidly, and faint steam started to rise from his body.

But the steam didn't dissipate. Instead, it was drawn by the Rising Sun Wheel inside him, coiling constantly behind his back.

"Holy crap! Bro, you're... you... how are you on fire?!"

Huh?

The examinee next to him stared at the ribbon of steam behind Yang Shen, feeling a jarring sense of confusion, as if what he was seeing had just sucker-punched his understanding of reality.

Yang Shen opened his eyes and smiled slightly. "Oh, this is my Fist Intent."

The other examinee: 'I don't really know about Fist Intent or whatever, but I feel like our art styles are clashing a bit, don't you think?'

'In comparison, you look like a max-level VIP player with all the flashy special effects, while I'm just a default-skin grunt with a bad character model.'

'Wait a minute... why does this guy look so familiar? I think I've seen him on TV...'

Yang Shen paid no more attention to the stares from the other examinees and the proctors, instead getting into his starting position and waiting.

His eyes were fixed only on the finish line in the distance.

No... that wasn't his finish line.

It was the starting point of his rise.

"Ready..."

"Go!!!"

With the sound of the starting pistol, Yang Shen shot forward like a tiger among sheep. The starting blocks let out a sharp crack as if unable to bear the load, and he launched himself forward like an arrow released from a bow.

His extreme speed instantly put him three body-lengths ahead, and Yang Shen no longer held back for fear of hurting others.

'Fire Element Escape!!'

A faint glow of fire enveloped Yang Shen's body, and his speed abruptly increased another notch.

The examinees behind him felt the air grow scorching hot, as if they were chasing a comet!

The track beneath his feet even began to show signs of melting as a fierce wind and scorching flames swept past together.

In just a few short seconds, Yang Shen had already reached the finish line.

He could have used the characteristics of his Escape Technique to decelerate gracefully, or even consumed a large amount of Spiritual Qi to achieve a Sudden Stop, but he chose to slow down naturally instead.

He turned to look back at the screen.

4.57!

That wasn't the limit of his Escape Technique; it was the limit of his self-control!

By the time Yang Shen had composed himself and was leisurely flexing his wrists, the other runners were just starting to cross the finish line one by one, their times generally hovering between 8 and 9 seconds.

But when they saw the glaring "4.57" next to the first-place runner, they all fell silent...

4.57 meant... a perfect score!

Because theoretically, a sub-5-second 100-meter dash was a time that only an Innate Martial Artist had a chance of achieving.

This number silenced everyone present. They had just witnessed the performance of a monster.

And they had witnessed the rise of a genius.

After a brief silence, countless gasps of astonishment erupted...

Amidst the uproar at the college entrance exam site, Yang Shen calmly walked away to participate in the second part of Subject One: the 400-meter obstacle course.

Less than half an hour later... another uproar of shouts and gasps broke out from that direction.

18.67 seconds.

Another perfect score!

While the entire examination site was exploding with excitement, Yang was already hurrying off without a pause to get in line for "Extreme Evasion."

His goal was simple, very down-to-earth.

Perfect scores across the board in Martial Arts!

==Teleportation Gate==

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