While feeling immense pressure, Fang Han couldn't help but be profoundly shaken.
Liangshui City was too small. So small that he had once believed his accomplishments were extraordinary among the younger generation.
Only by being here, seeing the true geniuses gathered from an entire commandery, did he realize there were always greater heights to reach.
His eightfold Root Bone Talent was impressive, but among the geniuses present, there were undoubtedly some who surpassed him.
After all, these were the geniuses produced by an entire commandery.
Time trickled by as they waited. Numbers were called out one by one, bringing joy to some and sorrow to others.
"Exam Token 421, step forward!"
Finally, it was Fang Han's turn. He took a deep breath and stepped forward.
A male disciple with an ordinary face was assisting. He motioned for Fang Han to stand still, then carefully palpated several key points on his body, including his shoulder blades, wrist bones, and spine.
