"I may have lost to you, but that doesn't mean I'm useless. I have the talent to enter Zero Class too!"
"I want to challenge—"
"Her!"
Tang Wulin's neither humble nor overbearing voice rang out across the grounds. As he spoke, he raised a hand and pointed in Gu Yuena's direction.
Old Tang had told him that she was a Soul Master too.
They were both Soul Masters—
Who was afraid of whom!
"Huh? Tang Wulin, who did you say you wanted to challenge?"
"You're not joking, are you?"
As his opponent, Wei Xiaofeng silently stared at Tang Wulin, looking at him as though he were an idiot.
A Soul Master who could not even dodge his first Soul Skill and could only clumsily use the simplest Blue Silver Grass control was practically the weakest kind among control-type Soul Masters.
And he wanted to challenge Sister Na'er? Had he been kicked in the head by a donkey, or did he not have a brain at all?
"Never thought..."
"This would involve us too."
Gu Yuena's icy gaze turned toward Tang Wulin. Looking at the boy who had so boldly spoken up, she had to admit that she somewhat wanted to laugh.
Did someone think that merely because he possessed stolen Golden Dragon King bloodline...
He could rival the genuine Silver Dragon King?
"..."
Jiang Yan was even more surprised. Not to mention that Tang Wulin had likely not unlocked even a single layer of his bloodline yet—even if he had fully unlocked it, the Golden Dragon King and Silver Dragon King were still only equals in rank.
Where had Tang Wulin gotten such confidence?
Did Tang San give it to him? That should not be it. Could Tang San really not understand just how great the gap between the two