Deep within the Purple Cloud Academy.
On a celestial platform, a group of imposing elders gazed down at the duel taking place in the square.
One of the elders with a hooked nose smiled and said:
"It seems the young ones from your Purple Cloud Academy this year aren't quite up to par. At this rate, even someone at the first heavenly layer Saint might get completely swept away by Ying Kong."
"Impossible!!"
A brawny man beside him instinctively retorted: "Our Purple Cloud Academy is full of talented individuals. Does a mere Ying Kong dream of overturning everything?"
"Haha, indeed, full of talent, so many lying on the square, each quite impressive."
The hooked-nose elder chuckled with a hint of mockery.
Instantly, the brawny man choked on his words, his face turning incredibly awkward, not knowing how to refute.
After all, circumstances outstrip man.
