Looking up, he saw several burly men who looked to be in their thirties, looking down at him with disdainful sneers.

"If it wasn't you, then who could it be?"

Upon hearing this, the burly men all laughed, crossed their arms, raised their chins, and said impatiently, "Shorty, I want this spot. If you know what's good for you, get out of the way."

"Oh…"

Ji Fanya finally understood the other party's intention. His face immediately darkened, and without saying a word, he picked up the black cauldron in his hand and said coldly, "I'll give you a chance to rephrase your words. Who are you calling a dead dwarf?"

"Oh dear, quite the temper, what a pity..."

Upon seeing this, the burly man at the head of the group was taken aback for a moment, then burst into contemptuous laughter, "What a pity, you're just a shorty!"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Upon hearing this, the big man's companions immediately burst into unrestrained laughter, and one of them even reached out and pressed his hand directly onto Ji Fanya's head.

"So short, are you even a meter tall? You're not a dwarf, are you?"

"Take it away."

At this moment, Ji Fanya's eyes were already as cold as water, and his aura was rising steadily, but the burly men were completely unaware.

"Hey, that shorty's pretty arrogant."

Upon hearing this, the burly man not only didn't remove his hand, but instead vigorously rubbed it, completely messing up his hairstyle.

"Hahaha…"

Seeing that hairstyle that looked like a bird's nest, the burly men burst into laughter again.

"I'm telling you, aren't you going too far!"

At this moment, a girl next to them saw this and finally couldn't help but stand up. She stood in front of Ji Fanya and scolded the burly men, "Dung beetles, don't you know about first come, first served? This spot belongs to him, why should it be given to you?"

"Pfft..."

Upon hearing the girl's words, the examinees who had been pretending not to have seen the conflict were stunned for a moment, and then burst into low laughter.

"Xue Xiaoqing, shut the hell up!"

Actually, the strong man wasn't called "Dung Beetle" at all; his real name was Shi Keliang. However, because the pronunciation was similar and he was known for his domineering and arrogant personality, many people secretly called him that.

He hates it most when people call him that. He used to get beaten up for it when people called him that, but now he rarely hears it anymore.

Unexpectedly, Xue Xiaoqing shouted it out in front of thousands of people, which made Shi Keliang so angry that he felt like his lungs were about to explode.

"Oh, so your name is dung beetle. How interesting."

At this moment, Ji Fanya first gave a cold laugh, then slowly raised his head, "No wonder his brain is full of shit."

"You shorty, you're tired of living!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Keliang, already enraged, immediately stepped forward, pushed aside the burly man who was pressing down on Ji Fanya's head, and swung his fist at him.

"Clang!"

However, his fist landed directly on a dark, murky soup pot.

To his utter astonishment, the soup pot remained completely unharmed despite his attack.

Clearly, this soup pot is of exceptional quality.

"Yes, I've already given you a chance."

Seeing this, Ji Fanya looked up and said coldly. Then, he retracted the black cauldron and slammed it hard into Shi Keliang's lower abdomen.

"Bang..."

With a muffled thud, Shi Keliang was sent flying, crashing directly into a pillar behind him.

"Click..."

Several cracks appeared on the pillar instantly.

"Pfft..."

Shi Keliang himself immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"hiss!"