The maid said, "First, take us up."
Song Cheng politely said, "I apologize for the inconvenience," and then lifted the maid and Su Ningyu up to the ground in one jump.
Soon after, the testing began.
The maid first asked Song Cheng to demonstrate his martial arts prowess.
This time, Song Cheng did not hold back much.
If he concealed his strength during the test and missed the chance to be accepted by a noble family, that would be foolish indeed.
At this moment, his body radiated a dark golden aura, mist swirling around him. A phantom shadow of Xuanwu, more than two yards in height, spread from his body. The giant tortoise roared and the fierce serpent hissed, their presence overwhelming, exuding an indescribable dominion.
A mere wave of his hand and throw of his fist, and a whirlwind would sweep across the land, sending sand and stones flying.
His fist struck the ground, causing it to quake.
His two fingers transformed into blades, slicing through mountains, severing peaks.
