In the light of the black tablets releasing a brilliant shine, everyone other than Wang Ling was in the dark as to what is happening.
The black tablets contain numerous martial techniques that numbers at 200 each. A light, albeit a weak one will flash once a martial technique is comprehended from the black tablet.
None had seen something of this level, a blazing golden light piercing the eyes of the bunch, it was a brilliant and wondrous scene. And in the middle of this, all was a carefree First Young Master who watched the golden light with a mere smile.
From behind Wang Ling, Zhuan Jie stepped forth and grabbed him by the shoulder.
"What did you do!?" Zhuan Jie asked in a frantic manner.
Wang Ling felt pressure so he moved accordingly and turned around, but not before swatting the hand away.
