"You're asking me whether I need to participate in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament?"
Chen Ming gave the man who had suddenly asked him that question a startled look.
But after considering that the Elephant Armor Sect's master, Huyan Zhen, probably supplied ninety percent of the entire sect's intelligence, Chen Ming still gave Huyan Li an awkward but polite smile.
Some people took drugs until their brains turned pointy and they spent all their time muttering to themselves.
But the people of the Elephant Armor Sect were born with physiques fit for Mr. Olympia. Their brains were pointy even without drugs. The average intelligence on the Douluo Continent was already not particularly high, and these people from the Elephant Armor Sect occupied an intellectual lowland. It was hardly surprising that they would say something like that.
"At my level, even if I participate, I won't be competing on the same stage as you lot. I'll be serving as a judge. Incidentally, I'm also providing some of the rewards for the Soul Master Tournament."
"Grandmaster, I know. It's just that this really hurts, and I wanted to distract myself..."
Suspended tightly by dozens of iron chains as thick as forearms, with large patches of skin cut away and peeled off his body, Huyan Li's expression twisted.
"Grandmaster, don't you have any simpler cultivation methods? Like that Niu Dali you brought along. His method of cultivating through drug injections looked pretty good to me. Why do you have to make so many modifications to my body?"
He knew this would give him an enormous boost. Even absorbing the Head Soul Bone his grandfather had given him could not possibly produce better results than this series of operations.
Yet as Huyan Li felt something constantly invading and assimilating his flesh,