The boy's phantom had a quiet gaze, forming a stark contrast with Zero's icy face.
Ming Yanwei watched from the side with an amused look. Wasn't this the boy he created last night?
She chuckled, then walked over to Shuofang Si, her voice languid and sultry. "Brother Zhou, do it for me too."
Shuofang Si glanced at her, then at the testing crystal in Zero's hand. It was already shining with a blinding light: full Soul Power at level ten.
The China Team really is a gathering of powerhouses. Not a single one has weak talent, he thought.
Only then did he turn to Ming Yanwei. He knew this girl's past and understood why she acted this way. Without dwelling on it, he simply nodded. "Stand over there."
The Six-Pointed Star Formation shone once more, but Ming Yanwei's Martial Soul was not the bow Shuofang Si had expected. Instead, a burst of purple light suddenly flared from her heart.
She was already wearing very little-a strappy nightdress-and now the purple light made her chest almost translucent, revealing the blood vessels beneath her skin.
Li Xiaoyi stared from beside her. "What kind of Martial Soul is that?"
Li Xiaoyi really has only read the first Douluo novel. Shuofang Si explained, "That's a body Martial Soul. It's very rare, but quite powerful."
The subsequent test showed that Ming Yanwei also had innate full Soul Power at level ten.
Li Xiaoyi stood to the side, looking rather deflated. Everyone on the team was level ten, while he alone was level seven.
He had thought level seven was pretty good, but compared with everyone else, it was downright pathetic.
Just then, Ming Yanwei suddenly lowered her head to look something up.
A moment later, a pillar of light descended from the Main God and