"Gold medal!"
"Gold medal!"
Lu Gang, Xu Zishuai, Hu Qi, and the others echoed each other with certainty.
Ran Zhongyi smiled broadly, "After all, it's the same sect; you trust each other far more than us colleagues."
Xu Zishuai looked up at the sky, "If you had seen with your own eyes the youngest disciple taken in by our master, surpassing his fellow disciples one after another and climbing from the ninth to the fifth position within two years, you wouldn't hesitate either."
Lu Gang added, "I think even the fourth spot is possible. The third, maybe not so sure."
Arrows pierced Xu Zishuai's heart.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"Bronze medal! It's a bronze medal!"
Cries of astonishment filled the Loess Martial Training Field, while the other two pillars slowed in their testing, drawing attention.
On the sundial, the shadow of the long rod clearly moved across a quarter of an hour, marking the moment Liang Qu reached the bronze medal standard.
