Following the direction of the voice, everyone looked over. A handsome young man rose to his feet and walked toward the soul-fighting platform.
The young man was not particularly tall, but he was extremely muscular.
Zhao Hong frowned as he looked at the man.
"Yan Ming..."
Liang Wu stood and pointed at him.
"Yan Ming, you're a Soul Ancestor, while the Grand Duke is a Soul Elder. Aren't you just bullying him?"
"Exactly." Liu Jun also stood up in agreement.
Yan Ming was the strongest among the Heaven Dou Level students. His Soul Power Level had already reached forty-three, a full eight levels higher than Huangfu Ji's.
And it was not just the gap in Soul Power. The difference in soul skills was right there as well. Huangfu Ji only had three soul skills, while Yan Ming had four.
Yan Ming stopped and looked at Liang Wu and the others.
"What, could the esteemed Grand Duke Qingyang be afraid of a mere Soul Ancestor like me?"
He was clearly trying to put Huangfu Ji in an awkward position. If Huangfu Ji refused to fight him, it would mean he had chickened out. He was Grand Duke Qingyang, after all—the ruler of a Duchy. Even if he held no real power, his actions represented the entire Duchy.
As long as Huangfu Ji backed down, Yan Ming would become famous.
Making a grand duke admit defeat would be more than enough to earn him a great reputation.
As for a Soul Ancestor bullying a Soul Elder, who cared?
Of course, it did not matter if Huangfu Ji refused to back down either. Yan Ming could simply defeat him fair and square.
Facing Yan Ming, a Soul Ancestor, Huangfu Ji showed no fear. Nor did he back down as Yan Ming had expected.