Apart from those who chattered trivially, there were some with keen eyes and sharp ears—they had seen that the youth possessed some true skills. For instance, he had caught Youmeng's Nightmare Blood Whip barehanded; he had flown up to the high platform with an arrow that was formed from his own strength; and when he landed, the platform did not budge, showing no sign of tilting or trembling.
To stabilize that platform, and to land on it without causing it to wobble, one needed not only a steady body and footing but also a mastery of essence, energy, and spirit. Breathing could affect it, the speed of one's heartbeat could affect it, and even the flow of blood could have an impact.
Some students' expressions slightly changed—such a solid foundation was not something that could be easily achieved. That youth was definitely not common.
"You're from Tianwu Institute," Xi Ye suddenly said to the man opposite him.
