Xu Yang paid no mind to Zhu Yang's provocation. With over one hundred and sixty participants in this Martial Arts Examination, the chances of running into Zhu Yang were slim.
'If they did happen to meet, it wouldn't be too late to settle scores then. A war of words was pointless.'
He continued to watch, spotting several familiar faces. Yang Jun had also reached Qi Gathering Great Success and was assigned to Group A.
He saw Lin Wei in Group B, as well as the Liu Family's Fifth Miss, Liu Qian.
There were not many female examinees, but there were a dozen or so in total. His own Group C had three of them.
"Participant C-8, you're up!" the proctor's voice rang out.
Xu Yang looked over and saw that Participant C-8 was none other than Zhang Yong.
Xu Yang stopped scanning the crowd, his attention drawn to the field. He saw Zhang Yong step up with a solemn expression and choose the one-thousand-jin iron lock.
"Participant C-8, forty lifts. Grade: Upper D-class."
