Xu Ting and Zhang Chengfa both moved to the front of the table, and then they confidently extended their hands and placed them on the crystal ball.
"I was born noble, if someone as lowly as Lu Chuan can pass the test, there's no reason I can't," Xu Ting thought secretly to herself, and then she looked at the measuring scale on the table with full expectation.
The crystal ball emitted a bright light, and the golden liquid column in the measuring scale began to rise.
However, the golden liquid column representing Xu Ting only rose a little bit and stopped at the three percent mark, and then it didn't move at all.
The expectant expression on Xu Ting's face abruptly ceased, turning into shock, and then she actually reached out to tap the scale, asking, "Why has it stopped moving?"
"I know, it must be like Lu Chuan just now, pausing slightly, and next it should skyrocket."
"You guys better be careful, watch out for the soaring speed being too strong and breaking your instrument."