Chapter 1138: The Marvels of the Grand Yuan Magnetic Art

"So that's that Daoist Master, the one who broke Hong's record?"

"He looks so young—how did he cultivate to such a realm? I really can't imagine it."

"A Weidao Sect Sect Master, and yet he's also extremely well-versed in martial arts? In my impression, a Daoist Priest should mainly specialize in the spiritual side. I never expected this Weidao Sect Sect senior to break Hong's record—doesn't that make him the number one person on Earth, his true strength even surpassing Hong's?"

"Is he going to join us here and become our teacher? If this Weidao Sect Sect Master joins our training camp and becomes our master, then we'll all be in for some great fortune!"

One by one, the martial artists were now staring excitedly at Fang Yu not far away. Every one of them knew exactly what it meant to have stormed through the seventh floor of the Trial Tower—it meant this Daoist Priest had reached heights the world could hardly imagine in striking power, defense, and movement technique, and that his response to a swarm of demon beasts attacking at once had reached an utterly terrifying realm, allowing him to push through seven floors in a row without dying and clear the tower outright.

Every floor of the Trial Tower was simply too difficult for them. Some of them had already been here for a long time, yet still could not get past the second floor.

"If only we were the Daoist Master—how wonderful that would be. This record-breaking run is enough to earn a lot of treasures. I've had my eye on that dragon blood worth eighty billion for a long time now, but unfortunately, getting that dragon blood is just too hard."

Many of the martial artists gazed at Fang Yu with eager, hopeful eyes, desperately wishing Fang Yu would stay here as a teacher, for that could greatly boost their strength.