After that, several familiar third- and fourth-tier geniuses, along with others hoping to build a closer relationship with him, and representatives of various races came forward to offer their congratulations.
Shi Man, for instance, congratulated him in a booming voice; Lan Shuang offered a cool nod; and several Spirit Race and Holy Feather Race geniuses also gave their formal well-wishes.
Lin Yi responded to each of them in turn. He maintained the dignity of a powerhouse without seeming aloof, striking just the right balance.
He could clearly feel countless gazes fixed on him.
Curiosity, awe, scrutiny, and the fighting spirit he had inspired—all those looks, along with the purple ring beneath his feet, meant that he had truly stepped into the spotlight at the training camp. Every step he took from now on would attract even more attention and discussion.
After brief exchanges with several important figures, Lin Yi did not linger.
He nodded slightly to everyone in parting, then calmly turned and left the Endless Tower with his core team, watched by a crowd of people wearing complicated expressions.
Longge Xingtong, Youlan Yingge, and Xuanzhong watched Lin Yi's retreating figure, but did not leave at once.
"What do you think?" Youlan asked.
The nebulae in Longge's eyes settled. "He's unfathomable. I might be able to reach the threshold of the sixtieth floor if I gave it everything I had, but I'd never clear it. At the next Genius Tournament, he'll be the strongest favorite to take the crown."
Xuanzhong rumbled, "Unless he stops making progress, I can't beat him."
Longge nodded. "He has opportunities and secret techniques. But whatever the reason, his strength is his own. We're both on the Mercenary Alliance's side, so we should do our best to befriend him. At the very least, we mustn't make