Very quickly, whatever calm flow of qi there was vanished. Chaotic waves of energy took hold of the large hall, causing many to feel as though their qi control was slipping further and further away from them.
Ultimately, of those here, the vast majority were absolute geniuses with only a few like Niel having relied on others to make it this far. So, they likewise quickly adapted to the circumstances, the soles of their feet almost anchoring to the ground beneath them.
Ryu sent a casual glance upward. The astral winds whipped through his long, shimmering white hair. It seemed for a moment that he would be completely thrown off his feet. But, as time passed, it became clearer and clearer that he was mostly unaffected.
Ryu took a calm and steady breath. The vicious winds around him suddenly slowed to a crawl, his hair resting upon his shoulders and back with hardly a whimper.