"He is indeed worth cultivating," the Marquis Level expert beside the green-browed elder agreed with a nod.
"On the path of the Martial Dao, natural talent is the raft and resources are the oars. But without astounding comprehension to break through the fog, one will ultimately be stranded in the shallows. This boy… has a chance of reaching the Marquis Level."
From the main seat, the Chuhe King also watched with a profound gaze as the young man finished his demonstration, finally giving a slight nod.
Du Yun held a wooden spear, his expression as placid as still water.
He was demonstrating the very same space-shattering strike from the mural.
The first two forms were clean and sharp. Starting with the third form, his thrusts began to faintly stir the sound of wind and thunder.
