If... if Ge Duo really could resolve Yu Xiaogang's inability to break past rank thirty, then Ning Fengzhi was willing to believe that this unfathomable master of alchemy might also have some unique insights into the flaws of the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda martial soul—or even a solution.
Even if that possibility was only one in ten thousand, it deserved his utmost attention.
Inside the training grounds of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Two figures stood facing each other on the arena at the center of the grounds.
On one side stood Lin Wan, his posture rather languid, as though what awaited him was not a duel between Soul Ancestors but a casual morning stroll.
His exceptionally handsome face bore little expression, and his sea-blue eyes rested calmly on his opponent.
Opposite him stood an exceptionally burly male student. Under martial soul possession, his skin had turned grayish brown, looking rough and tough. A thick, sharp horn gleamed coldly on his forehead above the bridge of his nose, and his bulging muscles radiated strength.
Four soul rings—two yellow and two purple—slowly circled beneath his feet. He was clearly a Soul Ancestor as well.
His martial soul was the one-horned rhinoceros, a beast martial soul renowned for its defense and strength.
At that moment, the one-horned rhinoceros Soul Ancestor wore a grave expression, every muscle taut. He dared not let his guard down in the slightest.
Though Lin Wan seemed riddled with openings, he knew perfectly well that this seemingly slender youth was a monster capable of defeating the Star Luo Empire's Hell White Tiger head-on.
The instructor serving as referee stood beside the arena. After checking that both contestants were ready, he sharply brought his arm down. "Begin!"
The moment the words rang out, the one-horned rhinoceros Soul Ancestor let