"Dean Flender, this is real..."
Hearing the voice beside him, Flender looked back and discovered that Oscar was the one speaking.
"What happened to your face?"
Flender noticed something wrong with Oscar at first glance. His left cheek was red and swollen.
"I couldn't believe what I was seeing either, so I had Fatty slap me..."
"That slap brought me to my senses. Now I can be sure this isn't a dream."
Oscar spoke with a solemn expression.
"So Ning Rongrong really broke through to become a Soul Elder, and her martial soul evolved?"
Flender's expression instantly became quite a sight.
After all, just two days ago, he had said that Ning Rongrong couldn't become a Soul Elder at thirteen.
Now, it seemed he had been right-because she had become a Soul Elder at twelve.
It was a spectacular feat!
He had also said that Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda couldn't compare to Oscar's sausage martial soul.
But hers had now evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!
"Can someone tell me what on earth happened to Ning Rongrong?"
Flender cried out inwardly.
"Awooo!"
Suddenly, a piercing howl rang out, drawing everyone's attention.
They looked over and discovered that the mountain-sized Titan Giant Ape had turned and fled after letting out a miserable cry.
"Is this the strength of a Titled Douluo?"
Tang San couldn't help murmuring in awe.
The sight of Sword Douluo standing proudly in the air, alone with his sword, filled him with yearning.
"No, it isn't Titled Douluos who are powerful. It's Sword Douluo."
Flender shook his head. "An ordinary Titled Douluo would only have gotten hammered here..."
Although Flender was only a Soul Saint, his horizons were fairly broad. He knew that even among Titled Douluos, strength came in vastly different grades.