Chapter 290: Chapter 290
Back when the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall didn’t even have a martial artist, not to mention a quasi-martial artist, within just one or two months, martial artists were everywhere in the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall. The rapid growth was hard to believe, but it was a fact.
"Can a master who has just reached the Bone Forging Realm develop a power to this extent in just one or two months?" Igor looked at Qin Mu, whose expression showed no signs of deceit, and understood Qin Mu probably wasn’t lying. Yet, having been involved in the training of talented individuals within his tribe for years, he still felt such an achievement was impossible.
At least, this was definitely not something a normal Bone Forging Realm entity could accomplish.
While Igor was deep in thought, suddenly several figures burst out of the Meditation Room on the third floor, directly leaping from the third floor.
Leading them was a young woman of the Half-Scale Race. As soon as they jumped down from the third floor, it was as if they were walking down steps, one step at a time, in mid-air.
This scene left Igor and Donna, along with Qin Mu, who were following Meng Wei, stunned.
"Soaring Void Crossing!"
"Are they at that level of mastery?"
Igor and Donna stared at Xia Ling and the others who had landed, their eyes full of astonishment and fear.
Such a feat like Soaring Void Crossing was something they had only witnessed once, during that time when the City Lord of Ten Thousand Stars City fought against a flying high-level lord, battling in mid-air—a sight they would never forget.
And now, seeing eight people perform Soaring Void Crossing right before their eyes, it was ten times more shocking than that battle they had once seen.
As for Qin Mu, his eyes were almost popping out, completely unable to comprehend what was happening. Were people really able to fly?
"How many times have I told you all, just go down normally, don’t use descending as practice," Meng Wei said in disapproval as he watched Xia Ling and the others start organizing training for the Martial Arts Academy disciples.
"Captain Meng Wei, do all your martial artist disciples at the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall know how to do this?" Igor couldn’t help but ask Meng Wei.
"I don’t know about the other martial artist disciples, but the hall master requires all the Defense Corps martial artist members to be able to fly. The hall master has declared this as the baseline for becoming a true disciple of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall," Meng Wei explained.
"Flying is the baseline for becoming a true disciple of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall?" After hearing this, Donna felt she might have come to the wrong place, as though they had unknowingly crossed into another world when entering the premises.
City Lord level power!
In the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, it turns out to be just the threshold for becoming a true disciple. Is this truly the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall they know, and not the City Lord of Domain City recruiting disciples?
"No, they don’t have that terrifying pressure like the City Lord," Igor quickly realized, concluding that Xia Ling and the others couldn’t be at the level of a City Lord. Even if such a rank restrained their majesty, it would still make Bone Forging Realm masters tremble in fear—an overwhelming suppression at a life level, not to mention eight of such beings, "They must have mastered some kind of Soaring Void Crossing martial arts!
"Are they not of City Lord existence?" Donna couldn’t help but take a closer look at Xia Ling and the others, realizing that she indeed could not feel any disparity brought on by life levels from them.
Yet even so, Donna still found it unbelievable looking at Xia Ling and the others.
Only a martial artist, yet able to achieve Soaring Void Crossing; such martial arts have never been heard of.
As Donna and Igor were feeling extremely puzzled by this, Meng Wei led them to the door of the guest room on the third floor.
"Please come in, both of you," Meng Wei opened the door, watching them with a smile, "The hall master is inside now."
"The hall master of the Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall?" Igor looked at the open guest room door, his expression growing much more serious, momentarily unsure whether to go in or not.
The Black Obsidian Martial Arts Hall before him was indeed completely different from the one he understood.