Chapter 275: Chapter 215: Infusion of Subspace Origin, Divine Domain Card Loading Chance +1 for the Month

When the last challenger was defeated, all 1,200 seats were occupied.

Seated at the highest point on his Golden Throne, Zhang Yi cast his gaze downward. Besides the over 4,000 students lining up to leave, he could also see those in the Wooden Seats at the very bottom, packed together in rows and clusters like sardines.

This group of students had eyes filled with both relief and exhaustion. They were relieved to have secured a seat, earning the chance to enter the University Alliance Training Camp and proceed to the next round of the Yanhuang Federal Region’s assessment. At the same time, they were exhausted from the frantic struggle of the past seven days.

However, even with exhaustion and relief in their eyes, these students in the Wooden Seats looked up with envy at those on the Black Iron, Bronze, Silver, and Golden Thrones above them. Clearly, the students a tier—or even several tiers—above them were beings whose strength they could never hope to match. For them, just being able to remain was the greatest blessing. After all, advancing to the next round meant another 1,000-plus Points in their accounts.

As for the students on the Black Iron and Bronze Thrones, the atmosphere was more relaxed as they watched the elimination of the over 4,000 students below. These were the students whose seats had changed hands the most, and most had fought through multiple bitter battles just to hold on to their current positions. Besides relief, their eyes held a faint glimmer of superiority as they looked at those in the Wooden Seats and those who were departing. Clearly, not finishing at the very bottom was a great source of pride.

But when they, too, looked up at the students on the Silver and Golden Thrones, that faint sense of superiority vanished instantly, replaced by deep awe. For them, just holding on to the Black Iron and Bronze Thrones beneath them was already an immense struggle. If they were to face the students on the Silver and Golden Thrones, they would be utterly defeated.

The students on the Silver Thrones—ranked below the top ten but above thousands of others—already showed the bearing of the powerful. For them, their Clans, support Clans, and accumulated Points were all quite abundant. By any measure, their strength would not be considered weak in any city across the Blue Star Federation.

But upon closer observation, one could discover that while these students appeared calm on the surface, their eyes concealed a deep-seated wariness and unwillingness to concede when they looked at the students on the Golden Thrones. They seemed to be only a single step away, but that step was, in truth, a chasm as wide as the heavens.

Only the ten students occupying the Golden Thrones were the most dazzling figures after the first round of the Yanhuang Federation’s assessment.

Sitting on his Golden Throne, Zhang Yi took in the entire scene below. A heroic feeling of being in command, of looking down upon the changing tides of the world, rose unbidden in his heart.

There was a time when he, too, was just another student lost in the vast sea of people. Back in school, he had fought with all his might just for a spot in the provincial exams. But now, relying on his own "little bit" of Talent, his own "little bit" of effort and sweat, and a "tiny bit" of help from his Golden Finger, he sat enthroned here. He was the best of the best among the 1,200 geniuses from every province of the Yanhuang Federation, standing above hundreds of millions of his peers.

As he was now, if he were to return to Golden City No.1 Middle School, a thick barrier would separate him from the students of his year. It was like Brother Xun returning to his hometown after many years and meeting his childhood friend, Run Tu. Even though in Brother Xun’s eyes, Run Tu was still the companion from his childhood memories, in Run Tu’s eyes, the gulf between them was wider than the sky.

Undoubtedly, the feeling was exhilarating. Relying on his own effort, Talent, and planning, he had left competitors who had started at the same line far, far behind to ultimately claim his seat on this Golden Throne. For a moment, the triumph made his heart surge with emotion, and a powerful confidence welled up inside him.

However, Zhang Yi didn’t indulge in this confidence for long. The thought inevitably led him to his dad, his mom, and then his grandfather. Compared to his own family members, every single one of them was stronger than he was. This stark contrast instantly shattered the fantasy world he had been lost in.

Right, what have I even accomplished? Whether it was my mom or my dad, which of them hadn’t gone through the University Alliance Training Camp and reached the final stage? This little achievement might seem impressive to others, but compared to my own family, it’s nothing!

This rapid shift in Zhang Yi’s mentality was noticed by the instructors from the Six Great Academies who were observing the Golden Thrones, and they couldn’t help but nod in approval.

"Neither arrogant nor rash, with a steady disposition!"

"To recover so quickly after briefly succumbing to pride from such a great achievement... This temperament, this talent, is exactly the kind of student our War Academy is looking for!" Instructor Wang Sheng from the War Academy couldn’t help but comment.

Instructor Cao Wenxuan from Jiuzhou Academy chuckled lightly.

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