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The frozen air above the elevated platform was torn open by Ghost King's hoarse voice: "A set... Martial Soul?"
Those four words, laden with hesitant astonishment, hammered into the hearts of every Titled Douluo.
The invisible pressure suddenly eased!
The frost-rimed thumb ring on Yu Yongyuan's finger quietly warmed again. He immediately followed up, his voice quick with sudden understanding: "An astute observation, Senior Ghost King!"
"Although 'set Martial Souls' are mostly found among Instrument Martial Souls... the vast world of Martial Souls holds every imaginable wonder!"
"If this is a Plant Type set Martial Soul formed through the symbiosis of a cluster of vines... then the way this girl's many vines share a single body makes sense!"
Ji Hongming and Sword Lord Azure Bamboo swiftly exchanged a glance. The gravity in their eyes remained, but both nodded slightly.
Xiao Yicai drew a deep breath, looking toward the unassuming figure in the Chang'an Team's spectator area below. His words carried a deeper meaning: "That little rascal from the Chen Clan has a Sword Sheath Martial Soul, and this little girl has a vine-cluster Martial Soul... quite the fitting pair."
Private Room 89.
Snake Lance Douluo She Yaolei, who looked like a lean, middle-aged man, clasped his hands before him and spoke in a low voice: "As expected... coming ahead to scout was necessary. A development like this exceeds our predictions..."
Since appearing on the elevated platform on the first day, this old fellow had not shown himself again. He did not mingle with those Titled Douluo Excellencies.
Beside him, Platinum Bishop Qiangu Hongying wore a dark, still expression, his gaze piercing the distance toward the azure-gold sword willows in the arena: "The Chen Clan...