"As for his physique..." Chen Xin paused slightly, as if choosing his words, before finally speaking slowly.
"His physical strength is astonishing, his vitality abundant, far surpassing those of his peers. It has already reached a level above that of a Soul Saint.
Such a physique cannot be attained without immense perseverance, great fortune, and special tempering methods. Yet it shares the same origin as his Soul Power and spiritual strength. It is indeed his own, with no traces of forced enhancement through medication."
A physique above that of a Soul Saint! Personally verified by Sword Douluo!
"Whoa!"
The entire venue erupted! This uproar was even more intense than any before it!
A seventeen-year-old Soul King was already monstrous enough, and now he also possessed a physique above that of a Soul Saint?
Was he even human? He was practically a humanoid ferocious beast! No, even ferocious beasts were not this absurd!
Xie Yue and Hu Liena remained fairly calm. They knew Yan was powerful; back at Spirit Hall Academy, he had even been able to directly contend with a Soul Douluo.
The people from the other academies in the stands felt their mouths go dry, their gazes toward Yan resembling those directed at a god.
Yu Xiaogang watched everything in the stands with a twisted expression. Sword Douluo's words were like a blade driven into his heart.
He knew with absolute clarity that Sword Douluo would never lie for Spirit Hall, making his earlier doubts seem utterly laughable.
After speaking, Chen Xin no longer looked at the reactions below. With a slight movement, he drifted back behind Ning Fengzhi like a weightless white cloud.
He glanced at the calm Bibi Dong on the platform, then at the Red-Haired Youth on the arena, who had resumed his tranquil bearing. His