Chen Xiaojun looked at Xixi's aggrieved expression and sighed inwardly. Why does this girl keep backing herself into a corner and sinking into self-doubt?
Still, he understood something of the way women compared themselves with one another. Although Xixi and Xiao Yi were close, Xiao Yi's outstanding performance in battle had undoubtedly put immense pressure on Xixi, even leaving her feeling somewhat inferior.
He gently patted Xixi's shoulder and reassured her, "Xixi, you're only level 34, yet you can already hold your ground against a high-rank Soul Emperor with a top-tier martial soul. Once you reach level 44, just like Xiao Yi, you definitely won't be any weaker than her."
"You have to believe in yourself. Your potential and talent are both beyond first-rate."
At those words, a glimmer of hope flashed in Xixi's eyes. She looked up at Chen Xiaojun. "Really?"
Chen Xiaojun smiled and nodded. "Really. Truer than pure gold."
"Think about it. Setting aside Blood Sickle, the Soul Saint you only exchanged one move with, that Soul Emperor's martial soul was the Mountain-Breaking Giant Hammer! Even I find that martial soul troublesome."
Xixi's eyes widened slightly, then sparkled with excitement. Curious, she asked, "Is the Mountain-Breaking Giant Hammer really that powerful? No lying! If you lie to me, you're a puppy."
Chen Xiaojun nodded firmly. "All right, all right... If I lie to you, I'm a puppy. Happy now, my little lady?"
He caught his breath and continued, "Of course the Mountain-Breaking Giant Hammer martial soul is powerful. You must have felt its extraordinary might. It's an eighth-rank martial soul."
Xixi raised an eyebrow, apparently unimpressed by the words "eighth rank." Pouting, she countered, "So what if it's an eighth-rank martial soul?"
Chen Xiaojun took a deep breath and explained, "You might not think an eighth-rank martial