Just as the Golden Core Doctors were arguing fiercely over Su Yuan, a sudden cough rang out across the arena.
"Su Yuan may be talented, but surely there's no need to fight over him like a pack of lunatics."
"Look at me. Haven't I been perfectly calm this whole time? Clearly, you fellow Daoists could all use a little more self-control."
Taihua Tianji, True Man Bao, True Person Qiu, and the other examiners all turned toward the voice.
The speaker was a man a little over five and a half feet tall, with an abundance of body hair, a perfectly proportioned build, and an age somewhere in his early thirties.
He had the long arms and narrow waist of an ape, but his short stature and excessive hair made him look a bit like a monkey.
At that moment, the monkey... ahem, this Golden Core Doctor from the True Martial Sacred Sect wore a haughty expression, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
He practically radiated the bearing of a grandmaster.
The examiners: "..."
The next second, they all immediately turned their attacks on him.
"Sun, have you no shame?"
"You took on a disciple like Xiong Wei, of course you're not eyeing the next dish while you're still eating the one in your bowl. No matter how outstanding Su Yuan is, he could never compare to Xiong Wei in martial arts or physical strength."
"Are you seriously humblebragging right now? Watch out, or Su Yuan will get your disciple killed!"
Hearing their scolding, True Man Sun didn't get angry. If anything, he smiled even more broadly.
He chuckled.
"Your disciples can't beat Su Yuan not because Su Yuan is too strong, but because your disciples are too weak."
"I'll say it right here: once my disciple