Demon Slayer Bureau branch, Martial Arts Arena.
The morning mist had yet to disperse, and the air still carried a faint, rusty tang of blood.
After stabling his black steed, Mu Yang entered the Martial Arts Arena.
The Demon Slayer Bureau recruited new members once every ten days. Since recruitment had just taken place yesterday, there were not many people in the Martial Arts Arena today.
Aside from him, only four people stood waiting in the arena.
They were precisely the four Fourth-Stage Condensing Qi Realm martial artists from yesterday's assessment.
When they saw Mu Yang walk in, a flicker of surprise passed through their eyes.
They had personally witnessed him hooking up a stone lock with his foot and sending Fan Duan flying with a single blow of his mace yesterday.
A Third-Stage Blood-Marrow Realm cultivator had forcibly sent an examiner at Fourth-Stage Condensing Qi Realm Perfection flying backward. It was simply unheard of.
They had not expected that not only had he performed astonishingly during the assessment, but his martial talent was also this monstrous.
It had only been one day, yet he had already broken through to the Fourth Rank?
The four exchanged glances, each seeing shock in the others' eyes.
However, they quickly accepted it.
Someone who could send Fan Duan flying with a single mace strike while at the Third Rank could not be measured by common sense to begin with.
Perhaps he had deliberately suppressed his realm, waiting until after joining the Demon Slayer Bureau to break through.
That way, he could also get a Dantian Construction Method and a Condensing Qi Realm combat martial art for free.
Who would have thought that even geniuses cared about such things!
Mu Yang paid no attention to their gazes and simply found an empty spot for