With that one remark, she had undoubtedly acknowledged Xiao Ming's worth.
As for Qin Wuyou, that went without saying.
Whether it was his first-place ranking on all four leaderboards or his reputation for overpowering Qin Batian, either was enough to prove his strength and combat power!
What was more, even Senior Sister Yuan considered herself inferior to him after seeing how he had invisibly suppressed that explosive blast of air.
Only a few breaths had passed between Senior Brother Fang's provocation and Xiao Ming's display of strength.
In that brief span, their attitudes toward Qin Wuyou and Xiao Ming had undergone a world-shaking change.
Senior Brother Fang, in particular, had made himself right at home with Xiao Ming, even draping an arm around his shoulders.
Once they had become acquainted, they introduced themselves to one another.
Just as Qin Wuyou had predicted, they all came from the Upper Realm and were easily distinguished from the students born in the Lower Realm.
The four were longtime teammates. They took on missions in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield every so often and were quite well-known within the academy.
Senior Sister Yuan, dressed in a long purple dress, was naturally their leader. Her full name was Yuan Zishan, and she introduced her cultivation level as the ninth heaven of the Great Saint Realm.
The second-ranking member of the four-person team was the bald, burly man built like an iron tower.
His full name was Fang Zheng, and his cultivation was at the seventh heaven of the Great Saint Realm. However, Fang Zheng followed the path of a Body Cultivator. With his formidable physical cultivation art and indomitable body, he could be called the team's heavy tank.
As for the two junior sisters, they turned out to be a pair of sisters.
The woman