C65 (1/2)

It was a quarter to ten in the afternoon. South Stream City.

From time to time, a few fifteen to sixteen year old teenagers would appear in the streets and alleyways, hurriedly running towards the northeast direction of South Tong City.

Every single one of them more or less exuded a powerful aura. When the passersby saw this, they all made way for them, because these youths were all warriors.

The passersby were wondering why all these martial artists suddenly rushed out of the streets. Then, after thinking for a moment, they suddenly realized that today was the start of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's entrance exam. Before the time had even arrived, it would soon begin.

At this time, the square of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School had long been crushed by the young martial artists participating in the assessment. The later people could only silently queue outside the square, the line was huge, and it stretched out for several hundred meters. Looking from afar, there was a sea of heads and a sky-high heat wave, perhaps no less than tens of thousands of people!

There were more than forty million people in the entire country, and there were around one to two million martial artists. A fifteen year old martial artist was estimated to be less than one hundred thousand, and more than half of the candidates wanted to participate in the Crimson Nimbus Martial Arts School's entrance exam.

For so many years, there were many talented warriors who had profound families and great confidence in entering the Crimson Nimbus Martial School. However, there were also many ordinary warriors who wanted to enter the Crimson Nimbus Martial School purely because of luck.

The crowd was bustling and bustling as they swarmed over. The strange smell coming from the bodies of the youths next to them intertwined together, causing the corners of Ling Yan's eyes to twitch. He felt a little poisoned, and held his breath as he withdrew from the crowd to the furthest side of the street to wait and take a breath of fresh air at the same time.

In any case, it would be everyone's turn to take the exam. However, Ling Yan could not help but feel somewhat suspicious as he looked at this densely packed crowd of people.

With so many people, how was the Crimson Nimbus Martial School going to take the exam? If he took each exam one by one, he felt that he could go back and cultivate for a period of time.

Suddenly, Ling Yan's heart skipped a beat as he felt an unfriendly gaze stare at him without restraint. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ling Yan turned around, and with a slight raise of his brows, he calmly looked at the person who had come over.

”Country bumpkin, I haven't caused you any trouble these few days, do you think you're amazing?”

The pale-faced Wang Ba, dressed in a silk robe, strode towards Ling Yan and glared at him as he spoke sinisterly. Behind him, a well-dressed youth was sizing up Ling Yan with great interest.

”Heh heh, how could a weak chicken like you understand how awesome your big brother is.” Ling Yan chuckled, showing two neat rows of white teeth as he spoke to Wang Ba.

Lie down!