Chen Xuan used the Celestial Mist Skill to sense, the person's level of Spiritual Qi was on par with Lingdang, likely also a disciple who had just entered.
"Alright, go ahead."
After he finished speaking, he reached into his chest with one hand and activated the pre-prepared Wind Riding Talisman—in an instant, an invisible wind surged from beneath his feet, lifting him gracefully onto the top-floor balcony of the manor in full view of everyone.
To achieve this, he had wasted five Wind Riding Talismans last night.
The reason is simple; if the Sect Leader announced the start of the competition and then had to turn around and walk back to the manor, climbing from the first to the third floor, it would undoubtedly be quite awkward.
To fly a mere ten-meter distance requires so much practice; who knows how Liu Shuyue manages to ride the wind like a roc.
