The old man first squeezed Yun Feng, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu's hands, then nodded and said:
"Your ages are appropriate."
When his hand moved to Tang San's, the surprised sound from before rang out again.
As if unwilling to believe it, the old man squeezed Tang San's hand a few more times. The expression on his face immediately turned strange. He looked up at Tang San and asked, "Have you practiced some kind of Spirit Skill with your hands?"
The reason he squeezed the applicants' hands was to determine their true ages through the bones in their palms. That could not be faked. Yet Tang San's hand was extremely flexible, and he simply could not make out the condition of his bones.
Tang San's heart tightened. He nodded and said, "Yes."
The old man frowned. "Lift your lower leg."
Tang San did as instructed, lifting his lower leg onto the table. The old man squeezed it several times through his trousers, and Tang San immediately felt a wave of soreness and numbness.
After Ah Yin in the ring saw this scene, the confusion in her heart grew even stronger.
Why did Tang San know these things? From Ah Yin's observations over the years, there had been no source for any of it.
Thus, the scales had already tipped.
The old man nodded at him and said:
"Your muscles are well developed, and your bone age is suitable. All right, release your Martial Souls."
Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Tang San nodded, activating the Soul Power within their bodies at the same time.
Blue, red, and black light rose simultaneously, while hundred-year Spirit Rings spun up around them.
Rabbit ears sprouted, white fluffy fur appeared on Xiao Wu's hands, and her body became even more slender.
Her Martial Soul, the