Chen Shouyi practiced the Thirty-Six Forms of Hardening for a while, then went to the guesthouse's dining hall for breakfast.
At eight o'clock, people from the Martial Arts General Bureau came to pick him up.
It was still Sun Jianhua, who had come the day before.
Bai Xiaoling and the others came along as well.
Sitting in the car, Chen Shouyi was calm. Instead, he watched the ** as they passed by with some interest.
With his level of strength, the Martial Artist examination was just a formality.
There would hardly be any surprises.
Sun Jianhua hesitated for a moment, then still decided to remind him. "Mr. Chen, a lot of Martial Artists will be coming to observe your examination today."
Chen Shouyi pulled his gaze back. "A lot? How many?"
"Ten had already arrived before I left," Sun Jianhua said. Basically, all those who didn't have assignments and could make it had already come.
Ten!
Chen Shouyi silently chewed over the number. He knew only six Martial Artists in the entire capital.
"They don't all want to meet me, do they?" Chen Shouyi suddenly cracked a dry joke.
Sun Jianhua couldn't help coughing. "Well... I'm not sure, but I'd suggest giving it your all during the examination!"
"I'll do my best." Chen Shouyi nodded.
Do they want to see what I'm made of? After killing a demigod and gaining fame, I've probably drawn plenty of skepticism from the Martial Artist community.
Chen Shouyi's face remained expressionless.
Though he had only been lucky enough to kill the demigod while it was gravely wounded.
That still didn't mean ordinary Martial Artists could question him!
He grew serious.
He could lose anything but face!
And he couldn't lose face in the capital, in front of half the Martial Artist community.
His current