Three days later.
Wang Lu was still writing hard at the desk. Although he had not closed his eyes for three days and three nights, he did not look tired at all. His right wrist had become even more determined and vigorous!
Wang Lu's calligraphy copying performance had lasted for three days. During this time, he had transcribed hundreds of thousands of words from scratch with amazing speed. The manuscript papers were stacked like mountains and grew at an alarming rate. The momentum seemed endless.
In these three days, most of the audience had given up watching.
With Wang Lu's stance of dead-set-in delaying-the-time, people soon realized that there would be no more serious performance after this, thus there was no need for them to waste time here.
At the same time, the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals was operating efficiently and quickly organized those contestants to return to the training ground to continue the training for the final push.
