“How does a quasi Alpha-Origin like him have the qualifications to become a first class disciple?”

“If even he can become a first class disciple, why can’t we?”

 “......”

Questioning voices swept across the sky and land. Practically everyone present was filled with indignation when they saw this.

Those evaluated as second class disciples in particular were extremely unhappy. Even they had not been evaluated as first class, so why did a quasi Alpha-Origin kid get it?

The third class disciples were even more envious and jealous, their eyes practically tinged red.

Only the high and mighty first class disciples merely watched with the cold eyes of a bystander. However, their gazes were not too friendly when they looked towards Zhou Yuan, as if a dirty dog had somehow entered the ranks of tigers and leopards.

The young man in white called Lu Feng merely watched with an uncaring gaze. He only glanced at Zhou Yuan once, before withdrawing his eyes, clearly paying no heed to this matter.

On the stage, Zhou Yuan’s expression remained calm in the face of the numerous questioning voices.

Chen Yuan wore a smile on his face. Only after the voices faded somewhat did he extend a hand to indicate...