The youths on the Martial Arts Training Ground were still locked in fierce exchanges. Their bodies were lithe and agile, powerful and domineering, and as their martial souls danced and clashed, they gave off piercing sounds. Their eyes revealed an intense Battle Desire, and the air was filled with a scorching heat.
Half an hour passed, and the first round of matches had already ended. After all, the children's bouts were very quick; each fight was over in just a few minutes.
In the first round, the Chen Clan members all advanced smoothly. Not everyone would run into a Soul Venerable, and among those of the same rank, the Chen Clan held an absolute advantage.
After a fifteen-minute rest, the second round began.
Zhu Wukui's face bore a fifty to sixty percent resemblance to Xiao Wuneng's, and overall he looked more like his father, Zhu Tianhao. Those two black brows rose high like sword edges, and beneath them was a pair of deep, resolute eyes—the kind only someone tempered through long years of martial life, unyielding and indomitable, could possess.
Zhu Wukui was fourteen this year, the same age as Chen Yanwu. Because he was Chen Jianjun's personal follower, he had not gone out to study these past two years, but this year he would be leaving with Chen Jianzun.
"Young Master Chen Mu, Level 33 Battle Soul Venerable. Please instruct me," Zhu Wukui said, cupping his fists.
"Brother Wukui, please go easy on me. Level 23 Agility Attack Type Soul Grandmaster. Please instruct me!" Chen Mu replied.
Chen Mu was ten this year, with seventy-eight percent Innate Soul Power. Though his personality was a little restless, he trained quite diligently. To become a Level 23 Soul Grandmaster at the age of ten was already quite good.
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