The Assessment Ends

Wu Changkong's smile faded, and his gaze deepened. "I can't tell you everything about who she is yet. All you need to know is that she's a true genius. With a gift possessed by very few, she combined an otherwise unremarkable soul skill with the principles of soul tools and her own unique insights to develop a nearly unbeatable way of fighting."

He paused, watching Xie Xie's eager expression, then continued slowly. "In her era, her speed was synonymous with absolute supremacy. The reason you couldn't catch her was that she wasn't simply moving. Through perfect coordination between soul tool thrusters and soul power, she performed space-folding teleportation within an extremely small area. Even today's agility attack system Titled Douluo might not fully master that technique."

Xie Xie listened, dumbstruck, as the image of that blonde woman laughing while toying with him in the palm of her hand surfaced in his mind. So those seemingly simple movements concealed principles of such profound complexity.

"But, Teacher Wu," Xie Xie couldn't help asking, "if she's that strong, why did she only have two soul rings?"

Wu Changkong looked at Xie Xie, a trace of complicated emotion entering his eyes. "Because that was combat data from her youth. What the Hall of Heroes recorded was her finest combat techniques, not her peak strength. That also ensures the assessment remains fair—a contest between opponents of the same level."

He turned toward the control console, leaving one last remark echoing in the air. "All right. I'll find time to tell you more about her later. For now, focus on recovering from your injuries and preparing for the challenges ahead."

Lying on the ground, Xie Xie stared at the ceiling, Wu Changkong's words still echoing in his mind. *Who exactly was that blonde woman with rabbit