Countless people stared at one another, utterly unable to believe what they were seeing. In their understanding, Wu Yan had always fought like a warrior. Lightning was merely a special effect of his battle aura techniques, and flames were simply a special ability of his armament. He himself had always been a warrior.
With that preconceived notion, naturally they could not accept seeing Wu Yan use magic power.
Wu Yan had once, at the Seventh Order Peak, successfully challenged someone above his rank and defeated the eighth-order Safa. Though it had been shocking, it had not reached the point of sheer terror. Fighting above one's rank was difficult, but not impossible.
Yet cultivating both battle aura and magic power at the same time was universally acknowledged as something absolutely impossible!
Could it be that the most fundamental cultivation law of the Sparlier World was about to be broken as well?
Realizing this, everyone felt dizzy and disoriented, their worldview taking a severe blow. Seeing this, Wu Yan shook his head slightly on the stage, then gestured at the two blank-faced people before him. His voice carried into the surroundings, which had fallen silent.
"Don't be so surprised. I merely used some rather unsavory methods..." Wu Yan could only explain it that way. Otherwise, he would have quite a headache later.