An ordinary person who jumped too hard could only crash headfirst into a wall, charging on without turning back even after smashing through it.
Cultivators were different, though... especially those above the fifth grade. Even if they jumped too hard, they had plenty of ways to recover.
Song Shuhang swiftly adjusted his posture in midair, first performing a perfect series of tucked somersaults to dissipate his momentum, then spinning 360 degrees. Finally, he adjusted his trajectory and kicked toward the partition of the ninth floor.
In theory, he should have been classified as being in the eighth-grade realm. When he entered the ninth floor, an invisible wall should have blocked his advance. He could then push off that invisible wall with a stylish kick and land perfectly.
Step!
Then... the invisible wall he had imagined failed to appear.
Song Shuhang passed through the divide between the eighth and ninth floors, flying straight into the ninth.
Soft Feather blinked. "Senior Song went crashing in."
Sage Seven Cultivations rubbed his chin. He reached out and pressed experimentally at the boundary between the eighth and ninth floors, but an invisible wall blocked him, confining him to the eighth.
Everyone turned their eyes back to Song Shuhang.
Genuine sixth-grade realm + knockoff eighth grade.
But why could he enter the ninth floor without being stopped?
"Could it be because little friend Song Shuhang has performed manifestation before all three times? Add them up and round them off, and he counts as ninth grade?" Mad Saber Three Waves guessed.
Northern River's Loose Cultivator couldn't help saying, "Since when does rounding work in base three?"
"Could it be because of that series of movements Senior Song just made?" Soft Feather guessed.
Copper Trigram Immortal Master, who looked like an ordinary teenage boy, said, "That's very likely.