Azure Blood Sword Shen Youchu

Xi Xi sat to the side, staring intently at the match on the field. Her eyes were like two deep pools, giving no hint of what she was thinking.

As Chen Xiaojun and Yan Zaiyang's match reached a fever pitch, she had unconsciously furrowed her brow ever since the previous fight against Hu Yanzan. After two matches, her frown grew tighter and tighter, like a rope being twisted taut.

Her red lips parted slightly, and a trace of doubt slipped into her voice. "Something's wrong! What exactly is Xiao Jun doing?"

Xi Xi muttered under her breath. Her voice was soft, but the anxiety in her tone was impossible to ignore.

Zhu Wuneng stood beside her. Hearing her mutter, he immediately leaned in, his gaze following Xi Xi's line of sight. His face was full of confusion, his eyes sweeping back and forth between Chen Xiaojun and Yan Zaiyang.

He scratched his head and asked, puzzled, "What's wrong? How is Young Master acting wrong?"

Xi Xi did not answer right away. Her gaze remained fixed on the field.

Then she shook her head, her eyes never once leaving the arena, and replied, "With Xiao Jun's strength, he shouldn't be fighting like this."

"Aside from his Second Soul Skill and Soul Bone Skill, those two state-boosting skills, where are his First and Third Soul Skills, and their Advanced Skills? Fleeting Light Shadow—they couldn't dodge it at all, let alone the combo attacks from Sweeping Through Thousands of Troops. If he used them, he would've won easily ages ago."

After saying that, she turned to Xiao Yi with a charming smile, as though seeking an answer. "The earlier opponents might not have noticed, but now he's already reached the eighth Soul Ancestor, and he still hasn't used any soul skills. Xiao Yi,