The pace of the matches was fast. By the time Wang Xiaofeng returned from the Registration Office after settling his points, Tang San and Xiao Wu had already finished their respective battles.
"Phew, good thing that Soul Master with the Crimson Flame Rhinoceros Martial Soul hadn't developed his fire abilities enough. Otherwise, that match would have been difficult."
Tang San sighed. His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was still somewhat weak. Its poison was sufficient, but its toughness and elemental resistance were lacking. His Third Soul Ring needed to grant some elemental resistance.
Xiao Wu said carelessly, "Xiao San, if you'd used your hidden weapons, you would've dealt with him long ago."
Tang San shook his head. "Hidden weapons may be powerful, but they aren't meant for wrongdoing. Besides, Xiaofeng is right. Soul Power is the foundation of a Soul Master. Relying too heavily on external objects isn't good for oneself."
"Hmph, what an old-fashioned old man." It happened to be Tang San and Xiao Wu's turn for the 2v2 match. Xiao Wu snorted and headed toward the Branch Soul Battle Stage, leaving Tang San no choice but to follow helplessly.
Watching from the side, Ma Hongjun said enviously, "When will I get a girlfriend too?"
Wang Xiaofeng glanced at Ma Hongjun. "Fatty, once you lose all that muscle, it'll be easy."
Though Ma Hongjun looked chubby, anyone who touched him would discover that it was not fat at all, but hard muscle. Under Zhao Wuji's devilish training, most of Ma Hongjun's excess fat had long since disappeared.
Yet strangely, Ma Hongjun's body remained round and pudgy. Wang Xiaofeng suspected it was influenced by his Martial Soul. If the problem with his Martial Soul bloodline could be solved, his appearance should change as well.
"Zhu Zhuqing is about to win."