"Teacher Zhao, what is Su Chen talking about?"
In the seating reserved for the competitors' families, Yu Xiaogang asked curiously.
Uh!
Zhao Wuji's heart jolted. How was he supposed to explain that? Was he supposed to say that, full of enthusiasm, he had relied on his cultivation as a Soul Saint above level seventy to bully a younger junior? And that in the end, not only had he gained nothing, but the other party had beaten him up?
Zhao Wuji was a man-a thoroughly masculine man. How could he possibly say that aloud?
"Grandmaster, call them back! They're no match for him yet!" Zhao Wuji did not answer Yu Xiaogang's question or explain what had happened that night.
"Teacher Zhao, what exactly is so unusual about him? And what are his Soul Skills?" Yu Xiaogang did not respond to Zhao Wuji's suggestion, instead asking about Su Chen.
"I don't know!" Zhao Wuji replied.
"You don't know?" Yu Xiaogang asked skeptically.
"That's right." Zhao Wuji nodded.
"How could you not know? Didn't you fight him before?" Yu Xiaogang voiced his confusion.
"I really don't know what his Soul Skills are! All I know is that he has an External Soul Bone and has mastered some Self-Created Soul Skills. That night, I didn't use my Soul Skills or Martial Soul, and neither did he. In the end, I gained nothing from it!" Zhao Wuji replied.
"Uh!"
Yu Xiaogang looked at Zhao Wuji in astonishment. The man possessed three ten-thousand-year Soul Rings.
A ten-year Soul Ring could increase a Soul Master's attributes by ten points. A hundred-year Soul Ring could increase them by a hundred points. A thousand-year ring meant a thousand, and a ten-thousand-year ring meant ten thousand.
Zhao Wuji possessed three Soul Rings over ten thousand years old. His attributes had