"Hm?" Chen Xin's utterly calm gaze gradually turned to astonishment. Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi beside him were equally surprised.
Chen Xin was not only the strongest guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but was also reputed to be the continent's foremost attack-type Douluo. Although he had not even summoned his martial soul, the powerful Soul Power of Chen Xin, whose cultivation had reached perfection, carried his intense killing intent and the ultimate sharpness of the Seven Killing Sword.
The endurance Shi Yi displayed was simply not something someone of his age and cultivation could possess. Faced with the pressure Chen Xin exerted, he merely frowned slightly.
"Interesting," Chen Xin said softly. The pressure he had initially applied had been based on Shi Yi's approximate Soul Power level, yet it had not placed the slightest burden on him.
As Chen Xin raised his hand slightly, Shi Yi instantly felt the pressure around him begin to rise, carrying even stronger killing intent and sharpness.
Chen Xin's blue robe fluttered despite the lack of wind as he precisely controlled the gradual release of his Soul Power.
Under Chen Xin's Soul Power pressure, Shi Yi's clothes actually began to show faint signs of tearing. As the pressure increased, the Twelve Meridians within Shi Yi circulated far faster than usual. His fists silently clenched within his sleeves, but his expression remained unchanged as he rapidly circulated his Soul Power to continuously relieve the pressure on himself.
"What a heaven-sent talent. That dead bastard's Soul Power is almost at the level of a Soul Ancestor, yet he still hasn't forced this kid to summon his martial soul," Gu Rong exclaimed.
"Grandpa Bone, what kind of level is that?" Ning Rongrong asked Gu Rong. She did not really understand the specific concept.
"Generally