There were few who could shine brightly, as five people consecutively took the stage, with the strongest only possessing prowess akin to Tuoba Hong, neither here nor there.
But soon, Xu Guang no longer thought this way.
"Burial Night Academy, Nie Qiankun, please offer your guidance, Senior Brother Xu."
A young man carrying a long spear confidently took the stage. He looked quite young, but his spirited youthful air naturally drew attention.
Xu Guang nodded with a smile.
As Nie Qiankun's words fell, he had already leapt onto the Cheng Tian Platform.
The young man's stature was not significant, merely around seven feet, but his back was straight like a pine tree. He wore a tight-fitting dark blue outfit, with silver stitching at the cuffs forming lightning patterns.
Holding a silver-white spear, arcs of electricity faintly danced around the shaft, with the spear tip gleaming a dark blue chill.
Standing on the stage, a sharp aura rushed forward.
