After Jiang Hai completed all nine assessment tasks in just a few breaths, He Caitou finished second, with Huo Yuhao close behind him. Ye Guyi came fourth, and fifth was another contestant from the Xishui Alliance, Huang Zheng.
Lan Shuixian ranked seventh, while sixth, eighth, and ninth all went to contestants from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce.
The remaining four contestants, including Lan Shuixian, had all failed to meet the requirements of the skills assessment.
The skills assessment also made it clear that Jiang Hai's Liquid Inscription galloped far ahead of the field. The Xishui Alliance was slightly stronger than the Ordinary Alliance, while the Aodu Chamber of Commerce brought up the rear.
After the skills assessment, the expression of An Litong, president of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, turned rather ugly.
The Xishui Alliance was much the same. Nangong Wan could not help murmuring, "Where did the Ordinary Alliance find so many genius soul engineers this time? That yellow-skirted woman named Ye Guyi is no weakling either. She might be no worse than Huang Zheng."
Feng Ling frowned and said, "There's something wrong with the aura of that girl named Ye Guyi. It gives me a feeling I dislike."
Nangong Wan paused, then said, "I had a similar feeling. I thought I was mistaken, but it seems there must be something strange about that girl."
"Time's up." Ye Yulin's gaze was calm. In his view, the competition had already lost all suspense. No one could defeat a high-ranking soul engineer capable of exchanging insights with them, unless that person was poor at combat. But in battles between soul engineers, soul tools mattered far more than the soul engineers themselves.
Could a soul engineer who inscribed soul tool arrays into his own body possibly be a weakling in combat?
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