The truth of the matter was that, to elves, most humans had exaggeratedly normal appearances, as backwards as that may sound. However, Dyon's devilish level of handsomeness had made even the hearts of Elvin girls flutter, how could they assume someone who rivaled even their most attractive people was just a human? What they had failed to notice were his obviously un-pointed ears.
Dyon didn't seem to mind the scrutiny though, his smile never fading, "your soul is stronger than mine? Really? You've been trying to read through my defenses this whole time and have been failing, did you think that by just saying you were stronger, it would manifest into the truth?"
Dyon's soul had reached the Essence stage just a few days ago, whereas he had to be weary of this group of senior's Essence Gathering strength, due to the difficulty of cultivating the soul, it always lagged behind energy cultivation.