"Third year, surname Li..."
The skinny boy watched the two shake hands calmly, racked his brain for a moment, then cried out, "You're that Senior Li who broke through the hundredth floor?!"
Li He turned to him and corrected him flatly, "It's three hundred floors now."
Wang Wen also recalled the person he had overheard people discussing in The Academy cafeteria shortly after returning from Reincarnation.
At the time, the other man seemed to have only just broken through the hundredth floor.
Yet he had reached the three hundredth floor in just a few weeks?
That speed made Wang Wen, who knew the difficulty of the World Tower well, narrow his eyes as he discreetly sized up the man before him.
He knew perfectly well that before the three hundredth floor, one did not actually need outrageously overwhelming strength. As long as one was familiar with the techniques and had sufficient stamina, even an ordinary person could make it through.
But this so-called "familiarity with the techniques" meant familiarity at his level.
Anyone even slightly less experienced would need raw strength to make up for the gaps in their experience.
For example, he could use technique to clear certain whole-numbered floors with ease, while weaker people might need to brute-force their way through even some non-integer floors.
That was the gap in experience.
Any brute-force solution would inevitably drain stamina. The only difference was how much.
Human strength had its limits.
Climbing the tower was a long, physically demanding endeavor that required careful stamina management.
Every bit of stamina spent early on lowered the highest floor one could ultimately reach.
And yet a third-year student from The Academy had risen from the hundredth floor to the three hundredth floor in merely a few weeks?
That was unreasonable!
Wang Wen kept