"Respected Examiner, the disciple was just..."
Ke Yucheng's forehead broke into a cold sweat, his sword tip trembling slightly.
Gu Sheng seized the moment to retreat three steps, his clothes fluttering as he concealed the gleam that flashed through his eyes.
Originally, he planned to lure Ke Yucheng into a full-force attack and then feign serious injury to admit defeat, but unexpectedly, the examiner intervened suddenly.
Now, Ke Yucheng, the mad dog, was intimidated, leaving Gu Sheng unsure of how to wrap things up.
"Sparring matches, just a touch will suffice."
The examiner's gaze was as sharp as lightning.
"Another instance, and all qualifications will be revoked!"
The spectators below began to chatter immediately.
Ling Xiao stroked his chin and whispered to the two by his side.
"Gu Sheng's luck isn't bad; if that sword had landed just now..."
"Bullshit!"
Wang Yun clenched his fist tightly.
