"Brother Ling Xiao, you’re amazing! This really brings us great honor!"
Ling Xiao raised his chin proudly, but his eyes couldn’t help searching for the figure of Gu Sheng.
When he saw that Gu Sheng was still standing in the same place, with no trace of joy on his face, an uneasy feeling surged in his heart.
Gu Sheng looked at Ling Xiao, who had become the center of attention, from afar, his brows tightly knitted.
Things had completely deviated from the plan—Ling Xiao not only failed to control time as agreed, but had also thoroughly offended the Holy Land Disciples of Qinghe.
"It looks like trouble is coming."
Gu Sheng muttered to himself, glancing over the plaza.
He noticed the purple-robed youth Mo Qianjun squinting while sizing up Ling Xiao, and several Holy Land disciples huddled together, whispering and casting cold glances.
Amidst this undercurrent of tension, the voice of the black-robed elder sounded again.
"Next, Liang Yu."
The voice of the Deacon Elder echoed.
A slender boy stepped out from the crowd, heading towards the Array.
Liang Yu’s assessment began, his speed nowhere near Ling Xiao’s, but it was nonetheless fluent.
After an incense stick’s worth of time, Liang Yu successfully passed the assessment, his name appearing at the fourth position on the leaderboard.
"Fourth place!"
Liang Yu stood on the promotion platform, sweeping his gaze over the crowd with pride.
Gu Sheng felt a slight heaviness in his heart.
Liang Yu’s talent was indeed impressive, achieving such a result in his first assessment.
"Next, Gu Sheng!"
Hearing his name, Gu Sheng straightened his robe and strode towards the Array entrance.
He could feel the various gazes from behind—some expectant, some doubtful, but mostly indifferent.
In a place filled with geniuses like this, a cultivator of humble origin like him was never the focal point of attention.
"Another one courting death."
One of the Holy Land Disciples sneered.
Gu Sheng turned a deaf ear, standing at the entrance of the array, taking one last look at Ling Xiao’s name on the leaderboard before stepping into the Array.
The scenery before him suddenly changed, the originally bright sky replaced by a gray mist.
Gu Sheng immediately tensed up, knowing the assessment had begun.
"Swish!"
A shadow attacked from the left side, and Gu Sheng instinctively sidestepped to avoid it while his right hand formed a fist and struck at the shadow.
"Bang!"
The expected hard resistance didn’t occur, for the puppet exploded under his fist, dissolving into points of spiritual light that faded into the air.
Gu Sheng was momentarily stunned.
Since when had his strength become this formidable?
These puppets, though only the lowest level assessment tools, shouldn’t have been so fragile.
No time to think more, more puppets surged from all directions.
Gu Sheng quickly adjusted his state, flitting through the group of puppets.
His movements seemed simple yet contained a certain rhythm, each strike hitting the puppets’ weak points perfectly.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"



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