In the middle of the arena, the figures had vanished into thin air, moving in an unpredictable manner. For a moment, silence prevailed all around.
The owner of the green eyes seemed to have lost his bearings, unable to distinguish north from south or east from west, naturally unaware of Wang Zhan's whereabouts.
But Shi Zhongming and Chen San, observing from outside the arena—one an expert in the Grandmaster Realm, the other an attendant of the Martial King Realm—watched attentively, missing no detail. Thus, in this moment, they understood the shock and astonishment Wang Zhan had brought even better than the green-eyed man himself.
"This is... flying martial arts!"
"He actually possesses flying martial arts?"
Wasn't Wang Zhan said to be just an ordinary person from the slums? Why would he possess such incredibly rare flying martial arts?
