This was the first time Jiang Liang had revealed his full strength before outsiders since his battle with Xiao Chenyu six years ago.
Seeing those five pitch-black Soul Rings, everyone was shocked beyond words.
Five Soul Rings—a Soul King!
And not just that, but five Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!
"See? I told you Boss Jiang was the strongest!"
"Five Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, a Soul King! My god, isn't the Lord of Nuoding City only a Soul Elder?"
"Exactly! I never thought I'd get to see a Soul King in my lifetime!"
"Hahaha, when Tang San showed off his Soul Rings just now, his tail was practically sticking up into the sky."
"He's just like his teacher, Yu Xiaogang—both of them are so arrogant."
"Compared to a level fifty-nine Soul King, Tang San's little bit of cultivation is nothing!"
"From now on, Boss Jiang is the legend of Nuoding Academy. No one can compare to him!"
Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in place, his expression like that of a man who had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"It's only been six years. How could he have cultivated so quickly?"
He did not dare believe it, nor was he willing to believe it was real.
Tang San had been trained by him, yet after six years, he had only reached level twenty-nine.
Without the guidance of his theories, Jiang Liang should only have been in his thirties by now!
But why?
Why was this happening?!
Seeing how hysterical he was, the teachers and students around him wore looks of utter contempt.
Did this Grandmaster really think that others could not cultivate without his guidance?
Not only was he conceited, he was ignorant too.
He was nothing but useless trash who lived off others!
Who knew what the Dean had seen