The young man who had spoken first now shared a piece of news. "I hear he has a record of defeating a Third Limit Fighter."
Liu Yin stood off to the side. At nineteen, he was the most outstanding disciple of his generation. He had been quiet the whole time because he disliked belittling opponents. In his view, using words to create a psychological advantage was a sign of weakness and a lack of confidence.
However, upon hearing this, he couldn't help but take notice.
He knew perfectly well what the Third Limit entailed. Some of the elders in his family had reached that level. To put it bluntly, he believed that no matter how hard he trained, someone at that level could take him down in a single move. The gap was simply immense.
'This student really has a record like that?'
'How did he do it?'
He was extremely skeptical.
