More than ten hours later.
Ju Zuojing opened his eyes and let out a long breath. The exam questions were becoming increasingly difficult, and even with the persistent enhancement Ju Zuojing had, he couldn't proceed as smoothly as before.
The eighth level had been redrawn several times, consuming considerable time, and the score probably wouldn't be too high.
Moreover, for some reason, Ju Zuojing had an ominous feeling lingering in his heart.
It must be from the immense pressure and tightly wound nerves… He consoled himself this way.
Ju Zuojing decided to take a short break, opening the leaderboard. Each time he saw his name at the top, he felt at ease, filling him with more motivation and fighting spirit.
[First Place: Ju Zuojing, fifty-four thousand feet]
He curled his lips into a satisfied smile, intending to close the leaderboard, but for some inexplicable reason, he glanced at the ranks below.
In an instant, Ju Zuojing's pupils shrank.
