Inferior Earth-stage—Jingshen Finger. This line of words etched itself on the stone plaque.
It was indeed one of the Earth-stage warrior techniques.
"T-This… It's…" The man in charge of the recording stared at Elder Mo Cang, dumbfounded.
According to the academy's regulations, they had to record Earth-stage warrior techniques separately when someone read it. On top of that, they had to inform the director and all the elders.
Wrath welled in Elder Mo Cang's heart like hot lava. With nowhere to vent his anger, he barked at the two men, "Record it down! Quickly!"
"Y-yes!" The man in charge of the recording took out another booklet immediately. His hands shook as he wrote.
The man standing behind the elder began to panic. He stayed silent and held his breath to minimize his presence.
Anyone could tell that Elder Mo Cang was on the verge of lashing out. Whoever was in his sight was in danger of incurring his wrath.
