Lou Gao looked at the layer of ice armor covering Wu Changkong, his face full of defeat. "Was that any good? Why do I feel like it did nothing? Teacher, did I do something wrong?"
"You did it right."
"I'm a Soul King, and this is only a level-two Soul Tool. It was designed to injure Soul Grandmasters. Against anyone above a Soul Elder, it can only serve as a distraction."
Iron Uncle spoke up from the side. "Why don't you try it on me? I'm a Soul Elder, right at the upper limit of what those gauntlets can hurt."
"All right." Wu Changkong nodded.
Iron Uncle walked to the middle of the open space and rolled his shoulders.
His Martial Soul was Ore-Rock Iron Crystal, a rather unusual Martial Soul.
Then his third Soul Ring lit up. He activated Crystal Shell, and a translucent crystalline shield covered his body.
It was his strongest defensive measure, capable of withstanding a blow from an ordinary Soul Ancestor.
Lou Gao put the gauntlets on again and channeled Soul Power into them.
This time, he struck in earnest. His right fist carried a pale-blue shock wave that slammed into Iron Uncle's Crystal Shell.
Bang! The Crystal Shell cracked instantly. Iron Uncle's feet left the ground as he flew backward, struck the shop door with his back, then slid down and landed sitting on the floor.
Iron Uncle sat there and looked down at the shattered Crystal Shell on his chest.
"That's a level-two Soul Tool? It hits harder than my Soul Skills."
Wu Changkong walked over and helped him up. "It's certainly powerful, but that also depends on who's using it."
"Lou Gao may not be especially strong for a Soul Saint, but he is still a Soul Saint. His base strength and