The young cultivators' eyes brimmed with envy and longing, yet their mouths kept spewing curses. They were so anxious they nearly stomped their feet, wishing they could grow a few more heads to comprehend the Dao at once.
Hua Yunfei and Dao Wushuang were undoubtedly among the most dazzling Heavenly Prodigies in ancient history. Witnessing their battle was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for many, so they all wanted to seize the chance to steal a trick or two.
It was no exaggeration to say that if they could comprehend even a trace of the techniques and Dao arts Hua Yunfei and Dao Wushuang displayed, it would be enough for them to use for a lifetime. Becoming a powerhouse among those of the same realm would be no problem.
But the problem was, they could not understand any of it!
They felt as though they were reading a Heavenly Book. Every technique was laid bare before their eyes, yet they could not comprehend it at all, much less gain enlightenment from it. They were going mad with anxiety.
"It's not just you who want to learn..."
The Old Men watching the battle chuckled. It was not only the young who wanted to learn—even they were tempted beyond measure.
Even they were awestruck by Hua Yunfei and Dao Wushuang's methods. Though they knew such moves existed, this was the first time they had seen someone truly use them.
They could understand them, but they knew all too well how high the threshold for learning them was. They could not be mastered merely by watching.
There was one exception.
The dean stood with his hands behind his back, staring unblinkingly at the scene. His gaze flowed as he watched the battle, yet he was also deducing the two men's arts and making them his