"Ah..."
Many young men and women who came to apply lined up to try lifting the smallest cauldron.
All went wild with effort.
Let out heart-stirring shouts.
Yet, out of over a hundred people, not one could lift the cauldron.
Each became incredibly dejected.
Finally, only a scrawny youth remained.
And Zhang Bin.
They hadn't tried lifting yet.
"Remember my name - Zhao Ritian."
The scrawny youth arrogantly walked over, even giving Zhang Bin a disdainful glance.
Apparently, he was confident he could overpower Zhang Bin.
"Whoa, Zhao Ritian, that name is impressive, perhaps really a strongman."
Someone exclaimed in surprise.
They saw Zhao Ritian bend down and embrace the smallest cauldron, exerting sudden force.
The cauldron left the ground, then he easily lifted it.
"Bravo..."
Many people shouted excitedly.
Even the disciples of the Sky Witch Sect looked on with admiration.
A mere youth who had never cultivated possessed such terrifying strength; truly rare.
