By rights, Ning Chen should never have been able to handle it so easily.
His earlier performance could only mean that his true strength had long since surpassed the limits of a Six-Ring Soul Emperor.
He had already estimated Ning Chen's strength as highly as he could, yet now it seemed he had still underestimated him.
He truly deserved his reputation as the continent's greatest genius. His strength was downright monstrous.
Ning Rongrong, too, had been stunned by Ning Chen's performance.
Only when Grandpa Bone made his move did Ning Rongrong truly feel just how powerful Ning Chen had become.
This was strength that utterly transcended his age, already crushing those of their generation beneath him.
Even Ning Rongrong had to admit that neither she nor any of the other Shrek Seven Devils could possibly be Ning Chen's match now.
Ning Rongrong even felt a sense of despair. Was the present "Cao Benqi" really someone the Shrek Seven Devils could catch up to?
The more she learned, the more Ning Rongrong felt that "Cao Benqi" might be someone the Shrek Seven Devils would struggle to catch up to, let alone surpass, even over their entire lives.
A long silence followed.
"Rongrong, tell Grandpa Bone the truth." Gu Rong's voice was low and serious. "Did you offend that Cao Benqi before?"
Ning Rongrong froze, her eyes still red, and shook her head instinctively. "No... I've only met him a handful of times in all.
"He defeated me once at the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Competition, and we haven't had anything to do with each other since."
"Really?" Gu Rong frowned slightly. "Think carefully. That boy's killing intent toward you didn't look like something as simple as losing a match in the arena.
"That look in his eyes was clearly something you