"Ma Xiaotao? She's a Soul Saint now?"
"Wasn't she only level 68? She jumped two levels overnight?"
"That still doesn't make sense! Where did she get her soul ring? Are there ten-thousand-year soul beasts in Star Luo City?"
The spectators were baffled. In the stands, Xu Jiawei froze for a moment as well. He hurriedly turned to Dai Hao beside him and asked, "Brother, what is this? Surely Yueheng and the others haven't taken some drug that forcibly raises their levels by burning through their potential just to win?"
"No." Dai Hao shook his head. Excitement then spread across his face, his eyes burning as he watched his son. "My son came to tell me today that last night, a senior from Shrek Academy bestowed upon him the immortal herb our ancestor, War God Dai Mubai, once consumed. So not only did he not burn through his talent, he actually enhanced it. In the future, he has a chance of reaching the Limit!"
Dai Hao dared not speak of becoming a god. After all, no one had become a god in ten thousand years. But even if his son did not become a god, becoming a Limit Douluo would be no problem.
Hearing Dai Hao's words, Xu Jiawei was even more shocked.
Dai Yueheng took an immortal herb! And now he has a chance of reaching the Limit?
Damn!
The Dai Family already holds more than enough power and influence. If they gain another Limit Douluo in the future...
I might as well hand the throne back sooner rather than later.
Meanwhile, Ma Xiaotao looked at Meng Yiran with immense smugness. "You must have taken immortal herbs too, right? But that doesn't matter. Now we've all taken them, so it's perfectly fair."
Although Ma Xiaotao was level 72, two levels