Zhou Bing was one thing, but Tang Wen had never acted as an examiner before.
His hesitant steps, to the eyes of those below who yearned to become Commanders, were a clear sign of his lack of confidence.
In that moment, everyone hoping to pass the selection and become a Commander wanted to draw Tang Wen's number.
A newly promoted Commander—was there a better target for a challenge?
Dozens of captains below the stage stared intently at Tang Wen, their eyes burning.
The leadership on the stage noticed this.
General Zhou smiled. "Commander Tang, why don't you go first?"
"Yes, General."
Tang Wen accepted, and under Zhou Bing's concerned gaze, he walked down from the stage and headed straight for Arena 1 in the center of the plaza.
Along the way, many people cast eager glances his way.
Tang Wen felt a pang of frustration. 'These guys... they all think I'm a soft target!'
Arena 1 was about the size of a standard basketball court.
