My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

Unlike the previous "12" points, the centaur's "17" points were not only higher, but every single point represented the life of a human Transcendent.

"YHY.K. (Inferior)"

A clear sneer spread across the centaur's face as his hooves shuffled, stepping down from the arena.

The people standing in front of him, including the Transcendent hopefuls, all stepped aside to make way for him.

Only Chen Yu still stood in his original spot, holding a handgun, repeatedly pulling the trigger at the centaur's head.

But the gun never fired.

"Yu!" His plump neighbor was so scared that his hair stood on end, and he quickly grabbed Chen Yu and dragged him aside.

The centaur didn't even give Chen Yu a glance as he walked straight away.

"What are you doing?" the plump neighbor asked, still shaken, panting with fear.

"It cut in line," Chen Yu frowned, fidgeting with the gun in his hand, "Damn, no bullets left."

The plump neighbor: "..."

As the centaur walked off into the distance, the proctoring examiner, a beautiful woman, pondered for a moment and then decisively called over an exam assistant to change the order of the candidates ascending the stage.

Time.

just went by slowly.

One Transcendent candidate after another went up to the stage, back down, up again, and down again.

The crowd below the stage and the audience in front of the TV sets were never "excited" again.

Because none of the following human Transcendents could break the "17" point barrier.

Until the forty-third candidate, a long-haired man, took to the stage.

"Finally, it's my turn," he said.

He walked leisurely up to the stage and, with graceful poise, straightened his collar before taking the electronic tablet from the beautiful examiner.

"You didn't need to end the assessment so early," the examiner smiled, "with your abilities, you could have scored at least 8 more points in the remaining six hours."

"No need," the long-haired man replied, tapping rapidly on the tablet, "It's just the field competition; scoring enough points to advance to the ring is enough. The real fun is yet to come."

"..."

The crowd slowly held their breath.

Because they noticed that the time this Transcendent was "inputting" seemed to be a bit too long.

A whole minute.

It took the long-haired man a full minute to "settle up" before tossing the tablet back to the examiner.

The next second, his score appeared on the big screen.

[****: 22 points.]

"Hiss—"

In an instant, the whole place gasped.

The temperature in the hall noticeably rose.

[Twenty-two points?!]

[Damn!]

[Damn!]

[Damn...]

[Which big shot is this? He's freaking cool!]

[Heroes emerge from the young throughout history.]

[Heroes have always been heroes.]

[Didn't watch the live broadcast? The host introduced him as the top of Alliance Academy.]

[Deserving of the number one spot!]

[Thrilling!]

[Humanity undefeated!]

[Twenty-two points, totally slaughtered that centaur.]

[There couldn't be a higher score than this, right?]

[I'd knock over my family's ancestral tablets to worship him now.]

[Such a cool dude...]

In contrast to the tsunami of comments in the online broadcasting rooms.

The hall at the venue itself also erupted into a frenzy.

Cheers and howls, people hugging each other, and clapping vigorously.

As if in this graduation examination, humanity had already beaten all other races, proudly taking the top spot in the arena.

"Twenty-two points?"

The plump neighbor stood dumbfounded: "Is he a god or something?" Find more to read at empire

He was the one who, together with Chen Yu, had been personally ushered to the finish by that man, knowing that the man too had "turned in his work early" and had finished the assessment before darkness fell.

Yet, in just "six hours," he had amassed an astonishing 22 points.

"Clap clap."

"Clap clap clap clap—"

Within the small circle of gathered Transcendent candidates, warm applause also started to rise.

Although among them many had been defeated by the long-haired man, his high score of "22" still won their genuine respect and admiration.

They were all F-grade apprentice psychics.

The long-haired man's ability to easily overturn the whole field proved that his true strength had reached E-grade or above.

"Congratulations," the examiner wiped fingerprints off the tablet and smiled, gesturing for the long-haired man to step down, "I'm looking forward to your performance in the arena."

"Certainly," the long-haired man replied, hands in his pockets, his expression indifferent as he stepped down from the stage, "I hope to find a worthy opponent."

The examiner: "..."

Amidst the admiring gazes and applause from everyone, the long-haired man walked up to Chen Yu, looked down at him, and whispered, "See that?"

Chen: "?"

"As long as you can also score twenty points," the long-haired man's lips curled up slightly, "the whole world will cheer for you, too."

Chen: "..."

"I know you've been dreaming of this moment. It's normal; no youth lacks dreams of spring."

The long-haired man patted Chen's shoulder, "But the true cheers have to be earned step by step, on your own."

Chen: "..."

"I actually hope that someone could share these honors with me," he looked up at the ceiling of the hall, his eyes misty, tone mournful, "But... no one of my age has managed it yet. It's lonely at the top, higher the song fewer the singers, higher the song fewer the singers."

Chen: "Yeah, yeah, right."

The long-haired man sighed, turned away "forlornly," and walked out of the crowd to stand in a corner visible to all, alone and serene.

"This is the top of the Alliance Academy," a reporter at the scene said gravely to the camera, "No matter how much glory he achieves, he doesn't care. He only thinks about how our civilization can become more powerful."

"A hero stands alone."

"Go for it!"

"Dear viewers, I'm moved to tears."

"Humanity will never be slaves!"