The War Elephant Fist

Before the exam started, many wealthy individuals were acquiring tokens and underlings all around. Ling Han had also been "harassed". While most people were all right after being rejected, they simply continued to search for the next person, since there were so many people here anyways.

However, there were always those who thought that the world should circle around them. After being rejected, they'd show a scowl, or even threaten to kill and whatnot. This youngster was one of those people; his name was Zhao Ri.

However, Ling Han disguised multiple times, so Zhao Ri naturally couldn't recognize Ling Han. Zhao Ri sniffed hard with his nose and set his eyes on the meat Ling Han was grilling, revealing a hungry look.

"Brother Zhao, this seems to be extremely high quality beast meat!" an underling said to Zhao Ri.

"Go get it for me," Zhao RI said. High level beast meat was greatly tonic, and for martial artists, it wasn't inferior to medicinal pills.