Ma Liang's eyes widened as he asked with keen interest, "You made the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking?!"
Zhu Wuneng curled his lip and answered dismissively, "That damned loach-and-chick ranking or whatever? Apparently I'm on it. Is that Heaven-Knowing Tower blind? Putting a nobody like me on the list-isn't that just asking for trouble for me?"
Hearing this, Ma Liang immediately grew excited.
Very few people had made the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking as Soul Grandmasters, and this one was even his own age and level.
He automatically filtered out Zhu Wuneng's grumbling and shouted, "Come on!"
Then he moved, flying into the air and watching Zhu Wuneng's every move.
Yet a moment later, he suddenly froze.
After transforming through possession, Zhu Wuneng had shouldered the Nine-Toothed Rake with his right hand, while his left was still leisurely picking his ear.
Ma Liang's expression instantly darkened. He felt insulted.
Rage spread across his face as he roared, "Zhu Wuneng, what are you doing?!"
Without even raising his head, Zhu Wuneng answered, "Picking my ear. It's a little itchy. What are you yelling for? You've flown all the way up there. What am I supposed to attack? Mosquitoes?"
Ma Liang ground his teeth in anger. "Fine, fine, fine! If you won't come, I will!"
Before his words had faded, he launched an attack. "Modified First Soul Skill-Phoenix Comet Fist!"
He was no fool. His opponent might seem unreliable, but he was still someone on the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking and absolutely could not be underestimated.
So he opened with a powerful move.
Ma Liang thrust out his right hand, and dozens of streams of fist force instantly fused into an enormous flaming fist shaped like a phoenix's head, hurtling toward Zhu Wuneng like a comet.
Zhu Wuneng glanced up and calmly activated his own technique.