The Martial Artists ranked near the end didn't catch Chu Fengmian's attention.
Only a few Martial Artists at the fifth level of body tempering drew his gaze slightly.
These individuals, overshadowed by the four prodigies, possessed notable talent and strength too.
Now that they had arrived at Wusheng Academy, with ample resources at their disposal, their abilities were sure to advance rapidly.
"Next,"
The elder spoke.
"Finally, it's my turn,"
Chu Fengmian thought to himself, then took a step forward, walking out from the crowd.
As Chu Fengmian stepped forward, many people began to discuss among themselves.
"It's Chu Fengmian."
"It's finally Chu Fengmian's turn."
"I wonder if Chu Fengmian's strength can surpass Qu Wuyin, after all, he's the one who defeated Chu Beige in terms of strength."
Some onlookers started to comment.
Chu Fengmian placed his hand on the war-stone, and a surge of Spiritual Power forcefully infused into it.
"Thud, thud, thud."