"Match five: Number 9, Chen Xiaojun, versus Number 10, Zhao Mingsheng," Chen Wu announced loudly.
In the VIP seats, Ma Zhibin called out, "Everyone, watch closely. Old Xunzi's second boy is going up. Sit tight, and be careful your jaws don't hit the floor."
"Look at you making such a fuss. Then I'll have to take a good look." Xue Tianming rubbed his eyes.
"Zhibin, what's so special about this child? I remember he should be six years old," Ning Ze said with his usual smile, not much of a talker.
At that moment, a tall, burly figure quickly arrived on the Soul Duel Stage.
He looked only fourteen or fifteen, yet he stood at an astonishing height of around 1.9 meters. His shoulders were broad, his back was wide, and his entire body was covered in granite-like muscle. Beneath his dark skin, sinews coiled like pythons, spreading across his bare upper body like dark gold bear-shaped tattoos.
A fierce light flashed in his huge, bell-like eyes. As he stepped onto the stage, he threw his head back and let out an earsplitting roar, releasing an overwhelming aura.
Zhao Mingsheng, Violent Gold Bear soul master, rank 32 strength-type Power Attack Type Battle Soul Venerable.
"Young Master Xiao, you should go down. You only obtained your Soul Ring not long ago, and there's a huge gap between our Soul Power. It wouldn't be good if I accidentally hurt you."
Zhao Mingsheng looked somewhat troubled as he honestly urged Chen Xiaojun to concede. In his view, although Chen Xiaojun was a super genius with innate rank-nine Soul Power, a gap of more than twenty ranks could not be made up.
"Brother Mingsheng, just attack!" Chen Xiaojun smiled confidently.
Sword Shadow appeared behind Chen Xiaojun as he drew the Wind Phoenix Sword. With