Yang Jing walked over to the wall as usual and took off his short jacket. After a deep breath, he moved to the center of the courtyard and began to warm up and practice his fist techniques.
The wind from his fists cut through the air with fierce power. After an hour, his forehead was beaded with sweat, but his breathing remained steady and calm.
By now, the front courtyard had grown lively.
Disciples arrived one after another. Some were stretching their legs to warm up, while others gathered in corners, talking in low voices.
"I heard one of the examiners for this year's Drill Ground Trial is a general from the Prefecture City. They say he has an incredibly sharp eye—any flashy, impractical moves and you're out."
"I heard from the first senior brother that Senior Brother Lin Yue is nearing the Peak of Dark Energy. He's also incredibly strong in actual combat. He'll very likely make the list in this year's Drill Ground Trial."
