Chunks of rubble fell from the ceiling.
Only then did the surrounding onlookers snap out of their daze, hurriedly dodging and blocking the falling stones.
Lu Sheng pulled his arm out of the ground. Centered on him, the entire arena looked as though it had been trampled by a giant dragon, a massive crater more than five meters across appearing in its surface.
The entire arena was only six meters wide.
Thud.
A figure dropped straight down from the hole in the ceiling. It slammed into the ground and rolled several times, revealing Henry's face.
His entire body was wrapped in a thin, transparent screen of light. He looked utterly miserable, his face covered in blood, yet he seemed to be in fairly good spirits.
"Great job, kid!" He forced out a smile and gave Lu Sheng a thumbs-up.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to," Lu Sheng said apologetically.
He could tell that the other man had deliberately been provoking him. To help him put on a convincing demonstration, Lu Sheng had used a little force—he just hadn't expected... "Is this your limit? Not bad! Very good!" Applause came from the side as well.
Huang Yunsi and the woman in white slowly approached, parting the crowd. Both wore pleased, even delighted smiles.
"With such a powerful physical body, you'll surely be able to cultivate an exceptionally powerful spirit body!" the woman in white praised. "You've truly struck gold this time."
"Wang Dong, this is my grandfather!" Huang Ya hurried over to introduce him.
"Greetings, Elder Yuan." Lu Sheng nodded in greeting.
"No need for formalities." Huang Yunsi smiled. "All right, Henry is fine too. With the Emergency Shelter Shield, these are only superficial injuries. They look frightening, but they're just scrapes."
"Let's head to the Ancestral Codex Hall first," he suggested.