They continued waiting,
before long,
several more people arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena,
and this time, there were even more familiar faces,
Bei Bei, Xu Sanshi, and... Jiang Nannan,
among the crowd, her smooth golden hair fell down her back,
her fitted school uniform perfectly showcased her youthful vitality,
her gaze happened to meet Lu Ran's,
her beautiful eyes were as gentle as water,
she smiled sweetly,
the evening breeze brushed her smooth golden hair, adding another beautiful sight to the Soul Fighting Arena.
The other students looked on enviously,
even Wang Dong's expression changed,
but she wasn't jealous, nor was she looking at Jiang Nannan.
Wu Feng, however, was delighted,
Young Lord, don't be sad, don't be upset. I'll always be by your side!
Jiang Nannan was just about to walk toward Lu Ran,
when suddenly,
an old figure descended from the sky,
his grizzled hair hung down to his back, a tangled mess,
his clothes were plain,
a dark-red gourd hung at his waist, its color dulled,
the gray cloth shoes on his feet were badly worn,
his identity was impossible to discern.
Dai Huabin furrowed his brow and muttered under his breath:
"Who's that?"
He wasn't the only one; hardly anyone present knew Xuan Zi.
Wang Yan hurried forward,
and respectfully said, "Elder Xuan, everyone's here."
There were twenty-six people in all, with second-years making up almost half,
mainly because Lu Ran's year was packed with monsters. Besides him, there were Wang Dong, Zhu Lu, Dai Huabin, Xie Yue...
Top-tier Martial Souls, Innate Full Soul Power, Twin Martial Souls...
In other years, there might not be a single one in a whole year. Last year, a whole bunch had appeared at once,
too many to count on one hand.
Xuan Zi glanced at Lu Ran,
then