Chapter 910 The Exam Begins!

• As Damon King and the other combat applicants got on the buses, the chatter kicked off. People bragged about their backgrounds—some claimed they came from a martial arts clan in the Land of the Rising Sun, some swore they had royal blood from Europe, others called themselves heirs of the Pretty Nation’s traditions. One guy even said he was a disciple of the Kunlun patriarch.
• Damon glanced at the “Kunlun patriarch’s disciple.” A dark-skinned man came into view, speaking clumsy Mandarin and boasting like crazy. Everyone knew most folks were hiding their real strength, but a Black guy calling himself the Kunlun patriarch’s student? That one was hard to swallow.
• When the buses for District Thirteen rolled out, the bragging died. People leaned back, shut their eyes, and tried to rest up. No one knew what the exam would throw at them.