A night passed. In the morning, Training Ground No. 8 was filled with elite students, as usual. They took their spears from the weapon rack and began their drills.
SWISH! SWISH! Suddenly, an excited shout rang out. "Haha, that post about First Middle School was deleted! Now there's a new one up!"
"What post?"
Holding his spear, Zhang Shan glanced at Li Si, who was standing in front of the weapon rack clutching his phone. The sound of several spear tips cutting through the air slowly died down, and a dozen pairs of eyes turned toward him.
"The title is '[Liu Yong Personally Admits He's Inferior to Eighth Middle School's Jiang Qiu, Whose Spear and Bow Dual Cultivation is Enough to Enter the Prodigy Project!]'. This post is blowing up, even more than the last one!"
