"On our Douluo Continent, strength does the talking."
Tang San stared into Jiang Ci's eyes. "Whether I'm qualified to be a student of Monster Academy-please enlighten me."
"Don't." Cha Weiwei took Tang San's hand and gently shook her head at him. "He's a One-Word Battle Armor Master too."
A One-Word Battle Armor Master meant a level-fifty Soul King-Tang San had recently found this novel term in a book.
With their highly developed soul tool technology, the people of the Divine Realm Empire had created special soul tools that increased one's strength: soul guidance mecha and battle armor.
Among the requirements for becoming a One-Word Battle Armor Master, being a Five-Ring Soul King was the bare minimum.
A Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster fighting a Five-Ring Soul King?
I'll win.
Tang San still misunderstood Battle Armor Masters. He thought a One-Word Battle Armor Master was equivalent to a Soul King, when in reality, a One-Word Battle Armor Master was equivalent to a Seven-Ring Soul Sage.
"Fine." Instead of getting angry, Jiang Ci smiled. "We'll fight at the academy's Soul Fighting Stage, not here."
"You have the nerve to challenge a junior?" Cha Weiwei gave him a disdainful look. "If you want a fight, come at me."
"Well said. Jiang Ci, aren't you ashamed of bullying a junior like Tang Zi?"
Hearing that familiar voice, Tang San looked toward the doorway in delighted surprise.
A broad, imposing figure pushed through the crowd of onlookers and walked in.
It was Long Yue.
"Fight him instead, so no one can accuse our Monster Academy of bullying the weak." Long Yue pointed, and everyone followed his gesture, only then noticing an unremarkable boy behind him.
Tang San looked at Dugu Yan beside Long Yue, asking with his eyes: Who is this?
Unfortunately, Dugu Yan's attention wasn't on