"Flender, quick! Tell me, what is this Oscar's Martial Soul? Is it a top-tier Strong Attack System Beast Martial Soul? Or a rare Control System Weapon Martial Soul?" Yu Xiaogang pressed impatiently.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's eager expression, Flender chuckled and deliberately kept him in suspense.
"Neither."
Flender raised one finger and shook it, then said in an immensely proud tone:
"His Martial Soul is sausage! He is a... Food System Support-type Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power!"
"..."
The air suddenly fell silent.
The wild joy and excitement on Yu Xiaogang's face seemed as though they had been doused with a basin of ice water at minus fifty degrees. They instantly froze, shattered, and vanished into nothing!
"Food... Food System?!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice instantly jumped eight octaves, sharp and grating like a rooster with its neck wrung.
"Are you fucking kidding me?! A genius with Innate Full Soul Power, and his Martial Soul is actually sausage?! And he's a support type?!"
Yu Xiaogang felt like he was about to cough up blood!
Just moments ago, he had been imagining using this genius to fight Tang San and slap Xue Bingchen in the face.
And now Flender was telling him this was a support type who made sausages?!
How was a Support-type Soul Master supposed to fight?
Was he supposed to stuff Tang San full of sausages in the arena?!
Tang San had Twin Martial Souls: the Clear Sky Hammer and Blue Silver Grass!
What terrifying combat power that was!
No matter how invincible Yu Xiaogang's theories were, he could not possibly train a Food System support type into a battle maniac capable of dueling someone with Twin Martial Souls!
"Not everyone can be like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and build the number one sect in the world