As the head of his clan, Chen Yu truly possessed an extraordinary bearing.
Just as everyone was lost in a sea of sighs, he spoke at precisely the right moment, his tone carrying a hint of pride without losing its composure.
Like a magnet, his words instantly drew their wandering thoughts firmly back to reality and lifted everyone's spirits.
At this, Chen Hong laughed heartily. "Haha, Old Taro, you're right. This only proves how exceptional Xun'er and Jianjun are."
Indeed, throughout the Chen Clan's nearly two thousand years of glorious history, aside from those two world-renowned Peerless Douluos, fewer than ten people had reached the realm of a level 98 Supreme Douluo. They could be counted on one's fingers.
Not to mention Chen Xun and Chen Jianjun-a father and son who would both become Supreme Douluos. Such a feat was unprecedented in the Chen Clan.
It would undoubtedly become a legendary tale within the clan, worthy of inclusion in its comprehensive history and of being fondly recounted by future generations.
Moreover, reaching the heights of level 98 was by no means something innate soul power and physical aptitude alone could accomplish.
Comprehension, inheritance, unyielding perseverance, and those elusive opportunities-not one could be lacking.
There had been plenty of people with innate full soul power throughout history, but how many had truly cultivated to level 98? Even those who became Super Douluos were pitifully few.
Worse still, without good cultivation resources and a suitable foundation, even someone extraordinarily gifted might never break through to become a Titled Douluo.
Thus, while aptitude was crucial, it was only one of the many factors on the road to success.
At that moment, a thought struck Chen Menglin, and he said excitedly, "Right, didn't Xun'er and little Jianjun obtain immortal herbs?"
"That would make their