I became a martial arts saint while playing games.

Everyone was utterly horrified by Gu Yan's sword, but Gu Yan remained calm. He showed neither tension nor surprise, as if everything that had just happened was perfectly natural.

To outsiders, this Senior Brother Qin Zheng was incredibly powerful. Not only was his cultivation level extremely high, but his swordsmanship was also superb. He handled every examinee with ease, and his strength was truly unfathomable.

Gu Yan assessed that this Senior Brother Qin's cultivation was not low, but he was no stronger than the lynx demon shopkeeper he had just met in the game the day before.

Gu Yan was still able to fight with ease against the innkeeper and his wife, plus the minions. But now, facing his senior brother Qin Zheng one-on-one, his opponent was bound to underestimate him, allowing Gu Yan to make the first move, and he himself had many other thoughts in mind, such as holding back and trying to lure the examinee into using his full strength.

In a battle between masters, life hangs by a thread; even the slightest mistake can tip the scales of victory. Gu Yan's strength was already superior to Qin Zheng's, and Qin Zheng had underestimated his opponent and lost the initiative, so it was only natural that he was killed instantly by a single sword strike.

The assessment was over. Although the results wouldn't be announced on the spot and candidates would have to wait for them at home, for Gu Yan, there was no suspense left.

Just kidding, if someone performs like this and still can't get into the martial arts department, then the proctors must be completely blind.

Even after leaving the teaching building, Zhou Hao looked at his roommates as if they were aliens.

"Something's not right... there's something seriously off about you, maybe even nine-tenths," Zhou Hao said. "Are you really Gu Yan?"

Gu Yan said, "Otherwise what?"

Zhou Hao shook his head: "It doesn't seem like it. I have reason to suspect that you're an imposter alien who switched my brother. The real Gu Yan's strength is about the same as mine, he can't even reach your heels. Tell me, where did you hide the real Gu Yan?"

Gu Yan said, "Since you've seen through me, there's nothing more to say. You know too much; it seems I'll have to silence you."

The two chatted as usual, which somewhat eased Zhou Hao's shock at the fact that "his brother had become a cheater."

He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly heard someone call out from behind, "Junior Brother!"

The two turned around and saw that it was actually Qin Zheng, the senior brother from the martial arts department who had just been in charge of the assessment.

Qin Zheng stepped forward and smiled at Gu Yan, saying, "I didn't have time to say much during the exam. Thank you, junior brother. I owe you a favor for today."

"Senior brother, you're too kind," Gu Yan said politely. "If it weren't for your leniency and willingness to give us opportunities to prove ourselves, I wouldn't have been able to defeat you so easily in a normal battle. I should be the one thanking you, senior brother."

Qin Zheng laughed heartily and said, "Junior brother, you're too kind. With your strength, passing the assessment is practically guaranteed. Once you transfer to the martial arts department, come find me, and I'll treat you. We can exchange contact information first."

"Okay," Gu Yan said. "Then I thank you in advance, Senior Brother."

The two added each other as friends, and Qin Zheng said goodbye and left.

Zhou Hao looked on with envy: "Not bad, you've already made it into the circle of big shots."

Qin Zheng came all this way to express his gratitude, perhaps partly out of genuine sincerity, but more likely because he considered that Gu Yan's academic abilities in the humanities were already terrifying, and passing the exam was practically a certainty. Once he entered the martial arts department, his future would be limitless, and surpassing Qin Zheng would be a foregone conclusion.

I'll take this opportunity to do Gu Yan a favor and establish a connection. Once he becomes successful, it will be much harder to get to know him again.

Zhou Hao said, "What do you say for this afternoon? How about we go out for a walk?"

Although there is a martial arts exam today, it is actually the last day of the long holiday, and there are no classes scheduled.

Gu Yan said, "No, I'll cultivate this afternoon."

Zhou Hao clicked his tongue in amazement: "Cultivation, cultivation, all you do is cultivate all day long. You just finished the exam and you're still cultivating? You're going to be exhausted."

After lunch, Gu Yan went back to his dormitory alone.

His current liberal arts dormitory is a two-person room. Although the environment is acceptable, if he wants to meditate and cultivate in the dormitory on weekdays, having someone next to him will inevitably cause disturbance.

However, I heard that once you enter the martial arts department, all martial arts students live in single rooms, and the facilities and environment are completely different from those in the liberal arts department.

Gu Yan is almost certain to pass today's assessment, and this should be his last day in this dormitory. He should be able to get a new dormitory this week, where he will have better resources to support his martial arts path.

Gu Yan only needs to do his own job.

For example, starting now, let's start playing games properly.

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Office of the Dean of the Weaponry Academy, Linjiang University.

Dean Li Cangye of the Weaponry Academy was an elderly man with short, graying hair, a resolute face, and a deep scar near his eye. He sat upright at his desk, reviewing documents, exuding a dignified and imposing aura, commanding respect without needing to be angry.

Two knocks came at the door. Dean Li put down the documents, looked up, and said, "Please come in."

The man who entered was a middle-aged man wearing a work jacket; he was Zhong Ding, a professor at the Weaponry Academy.

Zhong Ding said, "Dean, today is the assessment day for freshmen transferring from the humanities to the martial arts departments of our school."

Dean Li said, "Oh? Since when did you start paying attention to the assessments of liberal arts students?"

Although this assessment was established to give liberal arts students who failed the college entrance examination but had the potential to pursue martial arts a second chance, these martial arts professors generally don't pay much attention to it.

It's not necessarily true that there can't be martial arts talents among liberal arts students. It's just that compared to martial arts majors, the probability is too low to warrant the extra attention of professors.

Zhong Ding said, "Let's start with this student."

As he spoke, he handed over his phone, retrieved the assessment information from the day's exam, and presented it to the dean.

Dean Li took it, looking at it as he asked, "Gu Yan...a student of our college?"

Zhong Ding said, "I am a freshman majoring in humanities, and today I am taking the entrance exam to switch to martial arts."

"Energy Test... Approaching Second Stage?"

Dean Li looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, and said, "Really a first-year humanities student?"

Zhong Ding said, "It's not over yet, Dean."

Dean Li then looked down and flipped through the files, eventually finding the assessment video of the practical test section.

Dean Li was even more surprised: "Your swordsmanship is excellent! How come a student like this is studying humanities?"

Zhong Ding said, "I asked his martial arts teacher. It seems that this student's cultivation level was low when he entered the school, and he was even far from the threshold for entering a higher level. As for swordsmanship... his teacher had never seen him use a sword before, but even if he could, he probably wouldn't have been considered proficient at that time."

"So you mean he reached this level of skill almost from scratch this semester?" Even Dean Li, with his vast experience, was a little confused now.

Zhong Ding said, "I'm afraid so."

Dean Li said, "That's truly a rare occurrence."

He had also heard of some geniuses who were slow to develop, lacking talent in their youth but suddenly having an epiphany and progressing by leaps and bounds from then on. However, such cases were rare, and he had never witnessed one in person.

"It's amazing that such talent has emerged in the humanities this year," Dean Li said. "It seems we may have been neglecting humanities students."

Zhong Ding said, "If this student is admitted to the martial arts department and then to our academy, he can be included in the 'Top Talent Program'."

Dean Li nodded and said, "That's certainly the case."

The so-called "Top Talent Program" is a key training program where the school concentrates its resources to cultivate the most outstanding martial arts geniuses. However, resources for this program are precious, and the number of places allocated to each college is limited, so even the dean must be cautious when selecting students for the program.

However, even within the elite program, there are differences in the contracts received by each shortlisted student.

Zhong Ding said, "I want to apply for an A-level elite contract for this student."