Half a Day at the Secret Art Pavilion With the Unparalleled Martial Arts Pupil

In a room of approximately twenty square meters, breaths of amazement by Ren Tiansheng and a few others were the only sounds that could be heard. Gao Yuan could only glare bitterly at Qin Fen, his self-confidence and pride associated with years of martial arts training had collapsed in a blink of an eye.

Every martial artist that was eligible to enter the Sacred Martial Hall was known to possess vast potential in martial arts. Gao Yuan had always been prideful of the fact that he was able to study in the Sacred Martial Hall for many years.

But right now, that little pride residing within Gao Yuan had collapsed alongside the recognition of Bai Sheng.