Seeing that Xiao Wu had apologized and Tang San had accepted her apology, Wang Sheng relaxed.
A smile appeared on Wang Sheng's face as he said, "We're all work-study students and classmates, not enemies. We should stick together whenever we can."
"By the way, were you using soul skills just now?"
To seasoned rookies like Wang Sheng and the others, the close-quarters fighting techniques Xiao Wu and Tang San had just displayed were champion-tier moves. All the little rookies could do was stand there cheering them on.
Xiao Wu said with a bright smile, "Mine is called Soft Technique. It uses the suppleness and resilience of my body. It isn't a soul skill."
Tang San added, "That wasn't a soul skill, just a fighting technique."
This wasn't the first time Tang San had heard the term "soul skill." He asked, "What is a soul skill?"
Though Wang Sheng was a rookie, he had studied at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy for five years, so he still knew this sort of basic information.
Wang Sheng said, "Whenever a soul master reaches a multiple of ten, like level ten or twenty..."
"They need to hunt down a soul beast. The soul beast produces a Soul Ring, and activating that Soul Ring gives them a soul skill."
"But I still don't know exactly what soul skills are like."
Wang Sheng was merely one representative among countless commoners. Though he could become a soul master, he would most likely never rise beyond level thirty in his lifetime.
"Even though you don't have soul skills, those fighting techniques are still really impressive."
"After watching your fight, I know I'm no match for Tang San. And Xiao Wu is stronger than Tang San, so she can take my place as the new boss of the work-study