Su Chen stepping forward came as a complete surprise to everyone.
Not only were those in the hall stunned, Bibi Dong was stunned as well. Even the anxious Chrysanthemum Douluo froze, and the old man who had reached the doorway paused slightly, turning back with surprise in his eyes as he looked at the boy.
"Sir, could I trouble you to wait a moment?"
Seeing the earnest look in the silver-haired boy's eyes, the old man moved his lips, sighed, and ultimately remained where he was.
He had held this child in rather high regard before.
Innate Full Soul Power and an unprecedented Thousand-Year Soul Ring as his first ring were one thing. Another was Su Chen's remarkably calm demeanor, no matter the time or place.
Whether facing Guang Ling Douluo or so many of Spirit Hall's higher-ups, he remained calm and clever in a way that did not seem fitting for a six-year-old child.
That was what made him most rare.
Geniuses were common enough, but geniuses who were so intelligent and mature from childhood were exceedingly scarce.
Now, it seemed that this child was not as perfect as he had believed.
But then again, how could he have placed such enormous expectations on a six-year-old child?
Even so, he could not help wanting to hear what Su Chen intended to argue.
As though holding onto his last shred of hope.
"What? Could it be that our foremost genius has another opinion?"
Someone could not resist mocking him. "Go back, boy. This is not something you can meddle in."
"What if? What if he really did come up with something? Like the eleven core competitive strengths of martial spirits?"
Another person chimed in sarcastically, only to start laughing halfway through his own words.
"Hahahahahahaha, maybe he really did?"
"Bought