Wang Xi followed the group of examinees down the corridor. No one was making a fuss or whispering to one another; only the echo of their numerous footsteps remained.
This time, they passed the rooms from the previous written exam and continued deeper. After crossing a plaza paved with gray flagstones, they entered a building in the association's inner section.
Everyone arrived in a spacious hall resembling an indoor basketball court. The floor, walls, and ceiling were all made of a special metal, polished to a mirror-like sheen. Neatly arranged strip lights on the ceiling emitted a pure white glow, rendering the entire environment a vast, hazy white and creating a palpable sense of pressure.
TAP… TAP…
Several association staff members in sharp suits, hands clasped behind their backs, walked rigidly to the front of the crowd. A calm voice rang out, concisely explaining the rules to everyone.
The second round of the assessment, colloquially known as the combat exam.
