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"This," I am actually no distance away from Ninth Grade," Zhou Heng said with a smile.
He didn't keep them in suspense and directly explained the situation to Lin Cang.
This really wasn't something worth concealing.
In fact, the distance should be negative.
"It's alright as long as you're willing to work hard, stepping into Ninth Grade before the age of twenty is still very hopeful," Lin Cang didn't catch on for a moment, thinking that Zhou Heng meant he was still far from Ninth Grade.
But he quickly realized what was meant, suddenly widening his eyes in disbelief and looking at Zhou Cheng, "What, what did you just say? You, you've reached Ninth Grade already!?"
His words were almost a shout, expressing the utmost shock.
Once this was said, the entire hall of Longxing Martial Arts Hall fell silent, dead quiet.
The fifty or sixty apprentices and about a dozen trainers in the hall all ceased what they were doing, turning their heads to look at Zhou Heng.
