The afternoon soon arrived.
A young disciple dressed in apricot-yellow came knocking on the doors of both them and the other candidates around them.
As Lu Sheng was packing, he realized that a crowd of candidates had gathered outside.
He tidied up his room a little before walking out.
"Relax, just pretend it's a normal test." Yun Xiufei smiled, but his fist was clenched.
Wang Yunlong also smiled lightly. He was wearing blue tight-fitting clothes, outlining his muscular shape.
The three walked with the rest of the crowd toward the field in between the towers in the back.
"Next group." A row of tables sat on the field. A couple of obviously annoyed disciples dressed in yellow were sitting behind them, unconsciously knocking on their armrests.
Of course they were annoyed—those candidates had been singled out, and all of them came from rural counties, whose other candidates made no impression in the past years.