Old Man Withered Glory of Chang'an Academy shook his head and said, "Well? Ready to give up now? He Qiang, the strongest student in our academy, couldn't last more than a few moves against him. He was suppressed from start to finish."
A short, stocky old man chuckled and replied, "I haven't given up on anything. My heart's still alive and kicking! I never opposed it in the first place."
He was Wang Wei, the Vice Dean of Chang'an Academy and one of its three elders—a level 84 defensive Soul Douluo known as the Earth Bear. His martial soul was also the Earth Bear, a seventh-rank martial soul.
The last elder, tall and thin, sighed and said, "Yes, if we can't measure up, we can't measure up. We have to admit it."
"Five soul skills stacked together, the Chen Clan Seven Stars Swords... you really can't help but admire them."
Old Man Withered Glory nodded and continued, "The Chen Clan is the world's foremost illustrious clan, after all, and one of the leading families in theoretical research in the Soul Master World."
"Lord Chen Cong coming to our academy might benefit not just the students, but old fellows like us too."
"His theoretical knowledge is no empty boast. He's far ahead of us."
"If He Qiang could learn to stack five soul skills, he might truly carve out a place for himself on the continent."
"Besides, with all that knowledge of his, he might even broaden our old eyes and give us something new to learn."
"Perhaps we could seize this opportunity to make a push toward the pinnacle of soul masters ourselves."
The Silver Emperor raised an eyebrow at that. "Oh? You have that much confidence in Lord Chen Cong?"
Old Man Withered Glory sighed. "Didn't you see it