Da Huang's attack changed the expressions of Fengling Sacred Academy's experts. The way they looked at him changed as well.
An Eighth-Tier Primordial Saint Venerable!
No!
A Sixth-Tier Primordial Saint Venerable!
Earlier, Fengling Sacred Academy's Dean had discovered that Chen Changan and Mu Yunyao were both Eighth-Tier Primordial Saint Venerables, and Da Huang's combat strength was not far behind theirs.
He had instinctively assumed Da Huang was an Eighth-Tier Primordial Saint Venerable too and paid him little attention. After all, he was just a dog.
But that exchange had finally made the Dean take Da Huang seriously. Only then did he discover, to his astonishment, that Da Huang was not an Eighth-Tier Primordial Saint Venerable at all. He was only Sixth-Tier!
A Sixth-Tier Primordial Saint Venerable had sent a First-Grade Primordial Dao Venerable flying with a single move?
Was this an illusion? It had to be an illusion!
"Bastard!"
"I'll kill you!"
The Fengling Sacred Academy expert Da Huang had just sent flying was burning with rage. A flash of killing intent appeared in his eyes!
"Stop!"
"You've already lost!"
"I haven't lost. I can still fight."
"You couldn't even withstand one blow from a Sixth-Tier Primordial Saint Venerable, and you still think you haven't lost?"
"So what if you can keep fighting? Can you withstand his next blow?"
"Don't forget, this is a challenge. The rules don't allow killing."
"A loss is a loss. We at Fengling Sacred Academy can accept defeat."
Hearing the Dean's words, the expert could only sigh helplessly. He shot Da Huang an angry look, but ultimately stepped aside.
Chen Changan gave Fengling Sacred Academy's Dean an interested glance. The man seemed decent enough.
That was only a first impression, though. It did not mean the Dean truly was that sort of person.
"Everyone's time