Chapter 17: Honest
A person stepped out of the now open entrance. The examiners were not, in fact, alone in the examiners’ hall. There were disciples from their respective factions attending to their needs. Naturally, they hurriedly rushed forward to stop the intruder, whoever they were. However, they quickly stopped in their tracks when they saw the array protecting the examiner hall parting open on its own and admitting the intruder, astonished.
The man was wearing a scholar’s outfit. He had swords for eyebrows and stars for eyes. When the examiners saw him, some people were astonished, some people were scoffing internally, and some were staying cool.
Zhang Sheng was unnaturally pale just like last night. However, every examiner’s skin immediately started prickling like it was being poked at by a needle, or licked by flames. Astonishment gripped all of them!
The older cultivator asked probingly, “I thought you haven’t recovered your powers, Junior Brother Zhang. It would seem I was mistaken. I offer you my congratulations.”
The scholar replied indifferently, “Only by recovering my strength can I face down the demons and monsters.”
The old Confucianist was fiery-tempered, so the veiled jab landed on him like a slap to the face. He immediately erupted, “You dare—”
Before he could finish, Zhang Sheng raised his left hand and waved. There was a loud slap, and the old Confucianist’s head swung to the side while blood spewed out of his mouth and nostrils! He had actually slapped the old man from across the room!
Everyone was stunned to say the least. The scholar then said indifferently, “I didn’t give you permission to speak.”
Enraged, the middle-aged Confucianist shot to his feet and pointed a finger at him. However, Zhang Sheng also slapped him across the face before he could open his mouth!