A fraction of strength? Just as everyone was still unclear about what Huang Xiaolong meant, suddenly, a surge of Fighting Energy several times, no, ten times, and even stronger, burst forth from Huang Xiaolong all the way up to the heavens, slamming into the ceiling of the Great Hall.
All were stunned, and after the shock, their bodies trembled as if they had seen a ghost, staring at Huang Xiaolong in disbelief. All the elders and stewards, as if their butts were on fire, leaped up from their seats.
"Fourth-stage! It's actually Fourth-stage! My god, it's actually Fourth-stage!"
"Is it an illusion?! It's not an illusion, this is not an illusion!"
"Damn it, why are you pinching me?!"
Some disciples screamed and hopped in pain from being pinched by the disciples next to them.
The entire Great Hall was plunged into an unprecedented shock; some were even trembling with excitement, as if they couldn't hold it back any longer.
