"Chen Xuan, Yang Zhan, your identities have been confirmed."
"You both should know the rules of the Combat Power Assessment. It will be limited to twenty moves. As long as Chen Xuan withstands twenty moves, he will pass."
"This assessment is to stop at the proper point. Deliberately injuring others is forbidden. Do you understand?"
Zhang Hong looked at Chen Xuan and Yang Zhan.
He held an Image-Recording Stone in his hand; the entire Combat Power Assessment would be recorded.
"Understood."
Yang Zhan nodded, his tone carrying a hint of casual indifference, as though he had not taken this assessment to heart at all.
"Chen Xuan, what about you? Do you understand?"
Zhang Hong looked at Chen Xuan again.
"Understood."
Chen Xuan nodded.
"Then let's go. To the Martial Arts Arena."
Zhang Hong rose to his feet and, with a wave of his hand, led everyone out of the hall toward the Martial Arts Arena.
The Martial Arts Arena lay before the Assessment Hall, an open expanse surrounded by stone-built stands that could accommodate several hundred spectators.
At this moment, the stands were already packed.
This was merely an assessment for dispatched disciples returning to the sect for further study. Under normal circumstances, no one would have come to watch.
But this time was different.
Chen Xuan had humiliated Meng Changsheng's elder brother in the outer sect. The matter had spread through both the outer and inner sects. Everyone wanted to see whether Chen Xuan, who had dared to act so arrogantly and show such disregard for Meng Changsheng, truly had three heads and six arms.
Moreover, the person arranged by Neiwu Hall to take part in this Combat Power Assessment was actually Yang Zhan, ranked third among the Top Ten New Disciples.
That made this Combat Power Assessment all