"What's that Hua Sect kid doing? Why isn't he moving at all?"
"Could it be he can't identify a single medicinal herb? That's just too embarrassing."
"Tsk tsk, but you know what? The kid's got guts, I'll give him that. He knows he doesn't understand anything, yet he had the nerve to go up there."
"Exactly. But what's the use of having guts? Hua Sect, already with its reputation in tatters, is probably going to have to shut its doors after this, hahaha."
The crowd burst into mockery upon seeing Chen Yuan's performance.
"Hey Pan Yang, you brought just this one disciple to compete? Didn't you say you definitely wouldn't come in last? Why's he standing up there like a block of wood?" Zuo Feng sneered loudly at Pan Yang, who wasn't too far away.
"Could it be that he knows the answers just by glancing at them? I should congratulate you then, having taken in such a 'genius' disciple. Seems like Hua Sect is on the rise real soon, huh?"
