"Holy crap! Young Master, mighty, majestic, and not a bald spot in sight!" Zhu Wuneng roared excitedly, his face glowing with fervent admiration.
"Young Master, that was awesome!" Luo Zhenjun shouted along with him, clenching his fists, his face flushed with excitement. Words could not express the excitement and admiration in his heart.
Everyone watched as Chen Xiaojun defeated the sea soul beast they had been helpless against with a single strike. The spectacle was so magnificent that they were all left wide-eyed and speechless, marveling at what they had seen.
Xiao Yi's beautiful eyes shimmered as well. The veil over her face fluttered with each breath, lending her an even greater air of mystery and allure.
Xixi's small hands tightened involuntarily around the Golden Trident, a jumble of emotions churning within her.
Her original tactic had been to inflict internal injuries on the sea turtle with a pressure-based inherited soul skill, but Chen Xiaojun's soul skill had blown apart the ten-thousand-year sea turtle's shell outright. It was far too brutal.
Chen Xiaojun's Third Soul Skill was immensely powerful, fully capable of rivaling or even surpassing most soul masters' ten-thousand-year soul skills. It was truly unbelievable.
She began to wonder whether the power of Chen Xiaojun's soul skill came from the skill itself or the unique properties of his martial soul. The question lingered in her mind.
Under Chen Xiaojun's repeated attacks, the sea turtle roared in agony, struggling ceaselessly to break free. But Xiao Yi's and Xixi's skills were simply too powerful, and it could not escape.
Its enormous body thrashed, its four limbs flailing wildly as it tried to tear free of its restraints. Flames of fury blazed in its eyes, as though it wanted to devour Chen Xiaojun.
Every struggle carried furious strength, as if it meant