(A name correction: at the beginning of the previous three chapters, the two characters in Ling Nü Sect's Han Zheng were censored. They have now been changed to Han Zheng.)
Describing Yang Chen's current tower-climbing speed as drinking water would not be an exaggeration, because his pace was indeed swift as lightning. If Wu Sheng had needed only one hour to clear the first ten levels of the True Martial Realm Trial Tower, then Yang Chen...
Needed only the time it took to drink a cup of tea.
The gap had narrowed by quite a bit.
By now, Yang Chen had already entered the tenth level.
Entering the tenth level was not particularly surprising. For these geniuses, reaching the tenth level at the Half-step True Martial Realm was perfectly normal. Yet reaching the tenth level in merely the time it took to drink a cup of tea left everyone utterly stunned.
Yang Chen had shot up to the tenth level in the time it took to sip some tea. How could that not be shocking?
"This speed is far too fast!"
"Could it be that Yang Chen will also make a name for himself in this Trial Tower?"
"It seems this year's Eastern Thirty-Six Commanderies have produced quite a remarkable genius!"
"It is still too early to draw conclusions. Clearing levels quickly does not mean he can clear them high. He may seem fast in reaching the tenth level, but if he lacks staying power, then it is all empty talk and utterly useless!"
"That's right. Throughout the years, there has never been a shortage of martial artists with no endurance. They charge in fiercely at first, then wilt once they reach the later levels."
Quite a few people held such thoughts, because Yang Chen was clearing levels too quickly—so