Second Trial, More Cannon Fodder

Second Trial, More Cannon Fodder

"Xiao'er, how long do you think this is going to take?" Xue Bai asked curiously.

Currently, he was on the edge of the town square, not because he wanted to be low profile, but because he got to the exam late. So, rather than push through the massive crowd, Xue Bai decided to stay on the edge of the crowd. Anyway, it didn't matter how far he was from Elder Yang, as the pressure remained the same strength everywhere.

At the edge, Xue Bai was casually standing upright as if there were no pressure on his shoulders.

Xiao'er, too, wasn't feeling much. While she wasn't a heavenly genius by any stretch of the imagination, she was still an extremely talented girl. Even though she didn't cultivate to be the strongest, she still took it seriously and was by no means a greenhouse flower.

Free of any pressure, Xiao'er thought about Xue Bai's question seriously for a moment.