Everyone took a short break.
From time to time, someone would turn to look at Wei Ziping, whose face was extremely ashen. Although many wanted to mock him, no one dared to add salt to his wound.
As a result, the scene maintained an eerie silence, even those who were excitedly discussing Mu Jinyu's performance spoke rarely.
Even though no one voiced their ridicule, how could Wei Ziping not see the mocking glances of those around him?
Wei Ziping's face was green with anger, his fists clenched, wishing the ground would open up and swallow him whole.
He never thought that the result of the strength assessment would be such a slap in his face.
Thinking about his earlier mocking words to Mu Jinyu, saying it was doubtful Mu Jinyu could achieve the Six Cauldrons Six Bells on his first try.
Looking again at the cleared space where the damaged red lines had been, Wei Ziping felt his face burning with shame!
Chen Qiuqiao shared the same feeling as Wei Ziping.
