Fang Yao's aura began to surge, and soon even the Training Ground was trembling slightly. Down below, Lin Hao was completely stunned. He knew that aura all too well: it was the aura of Intent. The three remaining team members were frozen in place, too.
"Cancan, isn't she only at Silver Initial?" Ye Xiaoman stared at Fang Yao in disbelief. "How can such a delicate-looking girl unleash such a terrifying presence?"
"I don't know either?" Ouyang Cancan's mouth hung slightly open. It seemed her teammate was more complicated than she'd thought.
"It's the aura of Intent." Ying, who rarely spoke, managed to utter five words. Everyone turned to look at him and saw an unprecedented gravity in his eyes.
Lin Hao came back to himself and turned to Ying. "You know about Intent?"
Ying nodded. "This level of Intent is probably already more than just the first stage."
Meanwhile, Dai Feng's eyes were shining. He'd struck gold today. He'd never imagined that a girl with such a quiet, delicate appearance could possess this kind of presence. As expected of a Martial God class. She's damn monstrous. Dai Feng sighed to himself.
Fang Yao's aura continued to climb, and her whole demeanor changed noticeably. Her expression was no longer gentle and sweet; it had turned cold and murderous. She summoned a golden spear into her hand. Its shaft was covered in dragon-scale patterns, and a mighty golden dragon's head was carved into the tip. The dragon's jaws gaped wide, with the gleaming spearpoint extending from its mouth. This was the exclusive weapon of Fang Yao's Martial God class: the Nine Revolutions Dragon Chant Spear!
When Fang Yao's aura finally stopped rising, Dai Feng nodded in satisfaction. Her presence was already on par with Gold High Grade. Lin Hao's eyes widened. "Spear