"East Cang Academy, Bingqin, Huo Wu!" On the stage, the two stunning beauties, one ice and one fire, stood shoulder to shoulder, calmly watching the two burly men approaching from Tianlong Academy.
"Tianlong Academy, Yuan Jin, Yuan Chu," the two men replied.
Yuan Jin and Yuan Chu were brothers by blood, and their Martial Souls were identical: a massive shield, the Dragon Scale Armor Shield. Both were Defense System Soul Masters, and both were Soul Kings of Tianlong Academy. Standing together, they naturally exuded a mountain-like pressure. Ten Soul Rings circled them in total. Though none were Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, their fifth Soul Rings were so deeply colored that they were nearly black-nine-thousand-year Soul Rings.
Yet while nine thousand years seemed only a thousand years short of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, the difference was worlds apart. The power of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring went hand in hand with the difficulty of obtaining one. Even an established academy like Tianlong Academy could not guarantee that its students would acquire ten-thousand-year fifth Soul Rings. Moreover, the brothers' strengths and Martial Souls were extremely similar, making the acquisition of two identical Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Once Yuan Chu and Yuan Jin released their Martial Souls and Soul Rings, everyone broke into a cold sweat for Bingqin and Huo Wu. Regardless of allegiances, stunning beauties like these two, possessing exceptional skills and utterly different temperaments, could win most people's support.
Bingqin sat cross-legged on the ground, and an antique-looking ice zither appeared across her knees. Four Soul Rings shone, two yellow and two purple.
Ting!
The sweet notes of the zither rang out again, like a clear spring flowing over stone, leaving everyone helplessly entranced. But to Yuan Jin and Yuan