The cool breeze blew in through the window, rustling the exam papers of the candidates, stirring the hair at their temples.
It billowed the hems of the invigilators' clothes at the back of the exam hall.
Behind the invigilators, Chen Anjing's Immortal Sword, covered with a thin layer of blood, was already about to touch the invigilator's shirt...
Behind Chen Anjing, White Claw's Broken Sword, smeared with over a dozen types of potions, was already about to touch Chen Anjing's tracksuit...
At this moment, a light pink Bull Shield suddenly flew out from the cello case next to Chen Anjing, deflecting White Claw's sword tip!
Clang!
A crisp sound.
The sound was not loud.
The candidates acted as if they hadn't heard it, all focused on answering questions.
