Inside the surveillance room.
Director He could not help but reveal a pleased expression as he said to Fu Tiandao and Qin Hanxuan, "This candidate should be the one you two are interested in, right?"
Yet Fu Tiandao and Qin Hanxuan merely wore inscrutable smiles, their expressions conveying two words without exception—You guess!
We're not telling you. Mad yet?
Bleh!
Director He was instantly depressed.
Guess my ass!
He was so frustrated he nearly vomited blood. If these two big shots were not so impossible to offend, he would have cursed them out already.
In East Sea, he was a man with real authority.
In this One mu three fen land, who would not show him some respect? Unfortunately, he had no way to deal with Fu Tiandao and Qin Hanxuan.
At this moment, Director He was as aggrieved as a three-hundred-sixty-pound child!
Aggrieved as he was, Director He was at least ninety percent certain that the person Fu Tiandao and Qin Hanxuan were watching was this candidate named Wang Teng.
A Limit Martial Disciple?
Heh, he was probably a Martial Artist!
A Limit Martial Disciple could practically be considered a Quasi-Martial Artist, but Director He had watched carefully just now. Wang Teng had been far too relaxed, as though he had merely performed casually.
If a casual performance could reach the limit, then Wang Teng's true strength was clearly far beyond what he had displayed.
Inside the examination hall, the commotion finally subsided. The other candidates gradually got back on track and focused on dealing with the Level Assessment.
This was a critical point in the martial arts examination. Even though Wang Teng's assessment results had brought enormous shock and pressure to the candidates, they had to quickly adjust their mindsets and continue the exam.
Moreover, while Wang