"How are you going to participate in the competition this afternoon if you're like this?"
Seeing this, Zhan Wushuang frowned, "Wouldn't I be able to take down a whole bunch of them with just one finger then?"
"Miss Wushuang, with your strength, even in our prime, many of us would be wiped out." Upon hearing this, Fen Tianming couldn't help but speak up.
"You're quite self-aware."
Zhan Wushuang raised an eyebrow, then reached out and poked him in the waist, mimicking Ji Fanya's gesture, but with much more force.
"Oh…"
This time, Fen Tianming howled, clearly in real pain, with tears welling up in his eyes.
"Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful."
Zhan Wushuang showed no remorse and even seemed a little gloating, but in the end he patted Ji Fanya and said, "Little Ya, give them some food; they look so pitiful."
Originally, Zhan Wushuang thought that these boys might refuse to eat because of their tough attitude.
"Thank you, Mr. Pot!"
To everyone's surprise, they didn't mind at all. Instead, they knelt down decisively and reached out their hands expectantly.
"..."
Zhan Wushuang was stunned for a long time before turning to the group of people who had already received their boxed lunches and were happily eating, and said, "I say, don't you men all say that a man's knees are worth more than gold?"
You just knelt down so easily?
"That's right."
Upon hearing this, the group of teenagers, who had been engrossed in their meals, all looked up and said with certainty, "Kneeling down means you get demonic food, isn't it true that every time you kneel down you get gold?"
Zhan Wushuang: "..."
kindness…
So, this is the correct answer... Damn it, I didn't believe your nonsense!
The other candidates left immediately because they were not feeling well and needed to recover.
However, Jun Feijue and his group were hardly affected, so they did not go back. Instead, they chose to wander around the open area of the academy and familiarize themselves with all the exam locations.
As for Fen Tianming and the others, they did not go back after finishing the demonic feast. Instead, they all took advantage of the best time to cultivate and absorb the nutrients.
Therefore, by the time it was almost time to meet in the afternoon, the group had recovered and were in high spirits.
In contrast, the situation is not so optimistic for most other test takers.
Some of them even had a limp when they walked, and Jun Feijue and the others seriously doubted whether they still needed to play.
"Xiao Xie, take good care of your master."
Because Di Moyu was going to participate in the martial arts elimination tournament, and everyone else was available except for Shi Wuxie, he was the only one who could accompany Jun Feijue to participate in the assessment.
"You don't need to tell me."
Upon hearing this, Shi Wuxie replied disdainfully, then reached out and snatched Jun Feijue into his arms. Before leaving, he even bared his teeth at Emperor Moyu in a provocative manner.
His smug look almost made the usually calm Emperor Moyu lose his temper and strike him with lightning.
Holding Jun Feijue, Shi Wuxie was overjoyed. Just as he had imagined, his master was small, soft, and had a faint milky scent, making him especially comfortable to hold.
"Smack..."
As Shi Wuxie sniffed, he was about to bring his face close to Jun Feijue's neck.
However, before he could get close, Jun Feijue slapped him across the face, stopping him in his tracks.
"Shrink back," Jun Feijue said coldly.
"oh."
Upon hearing this, Shi Wuxie turned his head away, feeling somewhat aggrieved.
However, Shi Wuxie seemed unable to control his head, and would always end up putting his head on Jun Feijue's neck while walking.
So, along the way, the master and apprentice kept repeating the same action: come closer, pat it, and then pull back.
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