When seeing Jiang Siming slowly ascend into the air, the entire venue fell into an eerie silence where even a pin dropping could be heard.
Jiang Siming rose into the air, one meter, two meters, three meters.
All the way until he soared to a height of six or seven meters, and then, he walked in the air, taking a full circle around the auditorium.
Finally, he stopped in mid-air, lowered his head, and asked the crowd with a smile, "Does everyone still think this is fake?"
No one answered, because everyone had yet to recover from the shock. Everyone present had their mouths wide open, seemingly completely unable to believe this was real.
Some rubbed their eyes, some slapped their own cheeks, and others pulled out their phones to take pictures.
The scene became exceptionally noisy.
Meanwhile, on the internet, it was ten million times livelier than this.
Whether domestic or foreign, it felt like the world had been turned upside down, as if a new continent had been discovered.
Everyone could rule out a few points: namely, Jiang Siming had no wires on him, nor was it an effect refracted through a camera lens.
Because this was a livestream, with the camera aimed at him three hundred and sixty degrees, there was simply no possibility of any faking.
Combined with the performance of Lightness Skill that Jiang Siming put on during the Martial Arts Gathering back then, this forced everyone to believe that it was real.
Seconds later, Jiang Siming landed steadily and spoke up again, "Everything I just accomplished can be regarded as the Lightness Skill. At the limit of the Lightness Skill, one can achieve a brief suspension in the air."
"I know there must be many people who still don't believe it, feeling that this