Cross-Level Contest

Ling Feng had just finished speaking when the crowd began to stir.

The clones scattered in the crowd all walked towards the platform.

Over a hundred clones surrounded the Dao platform.

They were all Ling Feng's faces, but the atmosphere was very strange, and the aura was extraordinary.

There were too many clones. The audience sighed.

"Heavens, there are probably more than a hundred of these!"

"Isn't there a maximum of five B-Rank? What's wrong with him? What level is he now? Could it be that he's already an S?"

"How is that possible? He just transformed. There's no way he's going through a second transformation!"

It was impossible for one's talent to transform continuously, and it was rare to see one. In addition, under normal circumstances, it would take more than ten years or even decades for another transformation.

Out of all the people they had seen, the first one who had transformed was Ling Feng.