"Damn it!"
Wang Xiao was speechless too.
He had originally not wanted to pay Ning Fengzhi any attention.
But there was nothing wrong with showing off a little in front of Qian Renxue.
After all, he intended to win her over. Showing off a bit was no problem.
The key was to guide Qian Renxue into admiring him.
Wang Xiao did not hesitate. He immediately got up and walked to an open area. Clenching both hands, he circulated Soul Power throughout his body, and with a humming sound, a soul ring rose beneath him.
A White Soul Ring.
"This..." When Xue Qinghe saw the White Soul Ring Wang Xiao had released, his jaw nearly dropped.
White represented the age of a soul ring.
Soul rings produced by soul beasts cultivated for more than ten years but less than a hundred years were all white.
It also represented a soul master's overall ability.
And having a white First Soul Ring often made one an object of ridicule in the Douluo Continent soul master world.
It was also a symbol of being nailed to the pillar of shame.
Of course, unless one performed exceptionally afterward, one would forever become a great laughingstock in the soul master world.
Although Xue Qinghe looked normal on the surface, he was somewhat disappointed inside. So Rongrong's cousin only has a White Soul Ring. No matter how talented he is, just how impressive can he be?
Compared with my talent, he falls short by who knows how many times!
After all, even my First Soul Ring was yellow.
Wang Xiao also glanced at Xue Qinghe, mainly to see his expression.
Although this fellow was deeply calculating, Wang Xiao still saw a trace of disdain in his eyes.
It seemed that whether in that world or this one,