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A biting cold wind swept across the stands. Tang Yusheng's gaze pierced through the churning smoke and dust, fixing on that familiar, upright figure in the arena.
His voice was low and steady, with little emotion to be heard in it. "All these years he's been out there alone, yet Fifth Child's strength hasn't fallen behind. Instead, it's grown greater by the day."
Tang Jigen narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "With only one Soul Skill, he took the combined force of two Soul Skills from the higher-ranked Tang Potian."
He paused, his sharp gaze catching the faint tremors running through Tang Yuchen's body amid the surging torrent of energy. "He didn't use any extra Defense Soul Skill. He forcibly endured the recoil and blood-energy impact brought by that stacked force..."
"He relied on the foundation of his own Kun Yuan Art. He's already tempered it to a rather profound level."
"In terms of endurance alone, he's above you."
The corners of Tang Yusheng's mouth lifted slightly. He accepted this "inferiority" frankly and laughed heartily. "Heh, Fifth Child has always been outstanding."
"His foundation is solid." Tang Jinghe stood with his hands behind his back at this moment and gave a slight nod.
It seemed that more than ten years of letting him grow on his own had not diminished him; instead, things had gone just as they had once hoped.
Tang Jigen's gaze swept once more over the fiercely colliding masses of light in the arena. "To make a living, Yuchen has been rooted on the front line of the forging platform year-round. With every rise and fall of the hammer, what he tempered was not only steel, but also the sinews, bones, organs, and viscera of his body, as well as the