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"Great-grandfather Zhu, could you take on a Battle Soul Elder alone?" Chen Xiaojun asked with a mischievous smile.
Zhu Jiazhen's face darkened at the question, but he laughed. "You little rascal, who do you think you're looking down on?"
Although he was a Support Type Soul Master, he was still a Titled Douluo. Dealing with a Battle Soul Elder was naturally no trouble.
Seeing this, Ding Bingyuan could not help laughing. "Haha, Xiaojun, it looks like your question has gotten Old Zhu a little riled up."
Cheng Wenge looked at Chen Xiaojun curiously. "Xiaojun, why do you ask?"
Chen Xiaojun smiled faintly and pressed on. "Then, Great-grandfather Zhu, could you pit yourself against a Battle Soul King?"
At those words, the three elders' expressions immediately turned solemn. Zhu Jiazhen pondered for a moment before shaking his head. "That would be a tall order."
Chen Xiaojun refused to let the matter drop. "Then could you defeat a Battle Soul Saint?"
Zhu Jiazhen answered frankly, "I couldn't."
Ding Bingyuan also grew serious. "Xiaojun, what exactly are you getting at? This may sound harsh, but if a Battle Soul Saint couldn't even beat Old Zhu, he would be utterly useless."
Chen Xiaojun smiled without answering directly. Instead, he turned to Chen Cong. "Second Granduncle, sorry for the trouble, but could you toss out a little sphere?"
Chen Cong understood what he meant and casually hurled a Spiral Sphere, instantly blasting a crater more than ten meters deep.
A flicker of astonishment crossed the three elders' eyes.
Ding Bingyuan said gravely, "The power of this soul skill has already edged beyond the scope of Soul Ancestor skills. A little more power, and it could rival a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill."
Chen Xiaojun seized the opportunity to ask, "Great-grandfathers, how do