Watching Xiao Wu effortlessly achieve a one-against-seven sweep on the stage, the VIP stands erupted into discussion.
Xue Ye said in surprise, "In that case, this little girl's Soul Power Level might already be close to that of a Spirit King, right?!"
Ning Fengzhi merely shook his head.
He knew a little about Xiao Wu's cultivation. She was still some distance away from becoming a Spirit King.
Platinum Bishop Salas spoke up instead.
"That little girl's cultivation should be above level forty-five. Her easy victory was not solely due to her opponents' carelessness. It also had something to do with the Self-Created Soul Skill she used."
A Self-Created Soul Skill?
After briefly recalling and considering it,
Xue Ye showed a look of agreement.
Ning Fengzhi, who knew the truth, merely smiled without saying a word.
Of course, he knew about those Self-Created Soul Skills.
He also knew where they had come from—and whose hands they had come from.
Xue Ye took a deep breath.
"However, the Self-Created Soul Skill that little girl used just now seems to have been used by Ye Qiu before as well, hasn't it? If so, it remains unknown whether the other members of their team possess similar Self-Created Soul Skills."
Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly. "Your Majesty is correct. But regardless, the Blue Tyrant Academy Team already proved their strength during the Preliminary Tournament. To them, the Promotion Tournament is merely a light exercise."
Rarely, Salas did not argue with Ning Fengzhi. After all, this was a team even the Pope favored.
He nodded. "I share Sect Master Ning's view. Whether or not they have cultivated the same Self-Created Soul Skills will not change the outcome."
Xiao Wu rushed out of the arena and excitedly threw herself into Ye Qiu's arms, her smile radiant as