"Activate the defense shield," Li Sanyuan suddenly commanded. The aircraft system automatically activated a magnetic barrier that enveloped the entire craft, drastically reducing the potency of the Curse Aura.
Lin Feng finally recovered, looking pale-faced at the scene outside.
"Why didn't you tell me he's reached the third order already?" Li Sanyuan's face had darkened.
"What? He reached the third order? That's impossible! Even the fastest one in Capital University usually takes several years to reach the third order. Advancing at such a pace doesn't offer any beneficial skills; why would he do this? Ah, I see, it must be because he's a commoner in a hurry to achieve success. He surely doesn't have any real strength."
Li Sanyuan's face turned ugly, frustrated with himself for cooperating with a fool. Judging by the performance in the video, you could already guess: No one would recklessly advance without developing suitable skills—it was just bound to lead to shaky foundations.
