Dozens of gazes followed the hand of the clergyman who was in charge of the lot drawing as it left the box, before finally resting upon the slip that had an examinee’s name written within.
“Orthodox Academy, Xuan Yuan Po,” the clergyman then picked out a second slip, glanced at it and said: “Against Li Shan Sword Sect, Gou Han Shi.”
The area before the tower was dead silent, it took a long period of time before any of the examinees gave a reaction; multiple cries of exclamation arose.
Since Qiu Shan Jun unexpectedly didn’t enter this year’s Grand Examination, in everyone’s eyes, the strongest participant this year was unquestionably Gou Han Shi. They all naturally assumed his name would appear much later, who could have guessed that in the very first match, the examiner would have drawn his name.
The emotion behind those exclamations were complex, apart from shock, there was also a lot of joy; within the small exclamations of shock, there was also the sense of taking joy in someone’s misery.
Just as how no one wanted to go against that wolf-tribe youth, no one wanted to match up against Gou Han Shi.
Currently, they didn’t have to worry anymore, this was because Gou Han Shi’s opponent was Xuan Yuan Po; Orthodox Academy’s Xuan Yuan Po.
The woodlands were very quiet, Chen Chang Sheng and Tang Thirty-Six looked at Xuan Yuan Po, their eyes didn’t reveal any sympathy, but seemed to be questioning.
At a time like this, sympathy was meaningless.
Xuan Yuan Po was bewildered, asking: “What should I do?”