Meng Yiran was rendered speechless by the retort. After a long while, she said indignantly, "After saying all that, isn't it just because you're scared!"
"Scared?" Zhao Mu snorted. "You think you're worthy?"
As his words fell, Soul Power surged through Zhao Mu's body. Soul Rings of strange colors rose from beneath his feet one after another, circling around him.
Silver-purple, purple, red-white, deep black!
"Four-ring Soul Ancestor?!"
Seeing the four Soul Rings beneath Zhao Mu's feet, it was not only Meng Yiran who was shocked.
Even Dragon Duke Meng Shu, Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang, and the people from Yishou Academy were stunned.
Within Yishou Academy, not a single person had yet broken through to Soul Ancestor, yet this boy before them was already a four-ring Soul Ancestor?
Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang cried out in complete disbelief. Zhao Mu appeared to be even younger than Tang San had been not long ago. They had thought Tang San alone was already shocking and monstrous enough, but compared with the boy before them, Tang San seemed far more mediocre instead.
After their shock faded, they finally noticed the peculiarity of Zhao Mu's Soul Rings. Compared with those of others, the colors of his Soul Rings were extremely strange as well.
However, they tactfully did not ask about them. Asking about another person's Soul Rings and soul skills was incredibly rude. Dugu Bo was already displeased, and if they provoked him further and he attacked in anger, they would not be able to stop him.
"Young man, how old are you?" In the end, Chao Tianxiang could only inquire about Zhao Mu's age.
Zhao Mu had no reason to conceal it. "Eight."
"Eight? Young man, you aren't deceiving this old woman, are you?" Chao Tianxiang's face was full of disbelief.
Zhao Mu