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The area now had doubled compared with the time on Zhongnan Mountain.
Wang Wei was so dumbstruck he even forgot to drink the "Ice and Fire Dual Heavens."
Zhuo Qianren nearly snapped his beard while stroking it. In a low voice, he said, "Old Zhuang, can you manage a range like this?"
Zhuang Mochen shook his head and said thoughtfully, "I can't. At most, I can control two hundred by one hundred meters, or one hundred fifty by one hundred fifty—in other words, half the field—and that's only with someone assisting me."
"Otherwise, I couldn't control such a large area either. My normal effective control range is only one hundred by one hundred meters."
Wang Wei sounded as if he were enjoying the show a little. "So that means you're not as good as her either."
Zhuang Mochen ignored the man.
It was impossible for Xiao Yi to be stronger than Zhuang Mochen. Range was only one standard of control. There were many aspects that determined combat strength: Martial Soul intensity, Soul Power Level, Soul Skill power, attack precision, attack speed, and so on.
Chen Xiaojun cut in, "Old Zhuang, Xiao Yi only has a larger range. Her control still can't be considered refined."
Zhuang Mochen shot him a glare and said irritably, "Go on, be smug. Being able to control such a vast range is already a blessing from the heavens. And you still want refinement? Dream on."
"Judging from this situation, Xiao Yi's Upper Soul Nest should already have opened. Otherwise, where would she get such enormous Mental Power?"
Chen Xiaojun chuckled and echoed, "That's right."
Zhuo Qianren's eyes suddenly turned sharp as an eagle's, colors flickering within them.
He said in a low voice, "No, Student Xiao Yi doesn't seem to