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The frozen air above the high platform was torn open by the Ghost King's hoarse voice. "A set... Martial Soul?"
Those four words carried a hesitant shock that struck heavily at the hearts of every Titled Douluo present.
The invisible pressure abruptly eased!
The frost-condensed thumb ring on Yu Yongyuan's finger quietly warmed again. He immediately followed up, his tone hurried with sudden enlightenment. "Senior Ghost King sees clearly!"
"Though 'set Martial Souls' are mostly seen among Equipment Martial Souls... in the vast world of Martial Souls, nothing is too strange!"
"If this is a Symbiotic Set Martial Soul of Plant Vine Group... then the phenomenon of this girl's many vines sharing one body makes sense!"
Ji Hongming and the Qinghuang Sword Monarch quickly exchanged a look. The gravity in their eyes had not faded, yet both nodded lightly.
Xiao Yicai took a deep breath, his gaze falling on that unremarkable figure in the Chang'an Team's viewing area below. His words carried deeper meaning. "That little brat from the Chen Clan has a Sword Sheath Martial Soul, and this little girl has a vine group Martial Soul... They really are quite well matched."
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Snake Lance Douluo She Yaolei, who looked like a lean middle-aged man, clasped his hands before him and spoke in a low voice. "As expected... taking a stance in advance was necessary. This kind of turn of events has exceeded expectations..."
Ever since this old man had shown himself on the high platform on the first day, he had not appeared again, nor had he mingled with that group of Titled Your Majesties.
Beside him, Platinum Bishop Qian Gu Hongying's face was as dark as water, his gaze piercing through the many