"Huff, huff..." Xu Cheng's breathing faded into the distance. The Blood Moon world shattered, and when the elderly woman opened her eyes again, her surroundings were exactly as they had been.
"Grandma Manyi, what's wrong?" Xu Jiujiu sensed something amiss and supported her worriedly.
Shock filled the elderly woman's face as she glanced nearby. The young man walked into the Treasure Gathering Pavilion without looking back, surrounded by a crowd of prodigies.
She swallowed.
In her eyes, Xu Cheng was a monster-a once-in-ten-thousand-years monster, a monster who could dominate an entire era. But no matter what, he had yet to fully mature.
After all, the strength he had displayed at the last tournament was only that of a Soul King. Having numerous trump cards did not mean he could use them whenever he pleased. As a veteran Titled Douluo, she had already given him considerable credit by speaking of mutual destruction. Yet this "clash" had shown her just how terrifying this young man truly was.
In single combat, even without using that mecha, he might not lose to her!
Watching that straight-backed figure, she suddenly felt some sympathy for the students who had competed in the tournament half a year ago, and for the younger generation of this era.
He was like an insurmountable mountain.
One that left new geniuses in despair.
No! What about four years from now?
Wouldn't he still fall within the age limit for the All-Continent Soul Master Academy Tournament four years later?
Manyi fell silent for a moment.
"Your Highness, I've long heard of your great reputation."
An attractive middle-aged woman in an orange evening gown approached, a smile playing on her lips.
"Nan Shuishui, sect master of the Earth Dragon Sect..." Before Xu Cheng could speak, she hurried to introduce herself.
"Sect Master