The day of the final assessment arrived, clear and bright.
When Han Feng arrived at the five-hundred-meter-high air defense watchtower, he could clearly feel the atmosphere had changed.
The usual hustle and comparisons were gone, replaced by a solemnity so thick it almost felt solid.
As he stepped onto the rooftop platform, many gazes immediately converged on him.
Among them were several A Level Students, who were normally incredibly arrogant, yet now they took the initiative to nod at him in acknowledgment.
Their gazes were complex, a mixture of reverence and scrutiny.
In just half a month, Han Feng had earned everyone's respect with his impeccable and absolute strength.
"Han Feng, it's the final run today. Make it a good one!"
Wang Meng walked over and gave his shoulder a solid punch.
"Tch, why bother cheering him on."
Gu Yun curled his lip, an anime-themed coin flipping between his fingertips.
