Song Jin Nian sauntered onto the fighting stage. Having already won five matches, he was guaranteed a place at the Soul Master School. He could have taken the backdoor route, but neither his father nor mother allowed it. They insisted that he enter the school through his own strength. Still, it did not matter. Among his peers, he had encountered few worthy opponents. No one could withstand his attacks; most were knocked out with two punches.
At that moment, information about Song Jin Nian appeared on the display screen hanging above the fighting stage.
Song Jin Nian, 11 years old. Martial Soul: Magic Profound Emperor Crocodile. Three purple Soul Rings. Rank 38 Assault-type Battle Soul Master.
"Big sister, aren't you going to introduce yourself?"
Song Jin Nian folded his arms and looked at Ye Qingyu, who appeared several years older than him. He still had no idea how strong this big sister was.
"Ye Qingyu, 14 years old. Martial Soul: Magic Flame Sky Phoenix. Four purple Soul Rings. Level 45 Assault-type Battle Soul Sect. Please enlighten me!"
As soon as Ye Qingyu finished speaking, three pairs of dark-red wings sprouted from her back. Deep-purple Soul Rings pulsed at her waist, radiating an exceptionally powerful aura.
A Four-Ring Soul Ancestor?
Four purple Soul Rings?
So this year's true talent was here. But should she not have enrolled four years ago at fourteen? Why had she waited until this year?
Could there be an expert behind her too, who had helped her take the backdoor route?
"Big sister, this little brother's fists are very hard. You'd better be careful!"
The moment he finished speaking, before the school teacher could announce the start of the match, Song Jin Nian shot forward like a cannonball. His speed was absurdly fast, nothing like what a