"You're just going to watch them fight?" Zhang Lexuan glanced over with her beautiful eyes and covered her mouth with a soft laugh.
"What else can I do? The tournament is the perfect chance. If they have a bone to pick, they can settle it in the ring. But don't underestimate Cain. Anyone who reaches Soul Emperor at her age must have a top-tier martial soul." Xu Cheng shook his head helplessly.
The Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King had been Tang San's final trial in Slaughter City ten thousand years ago.
But...
Xu Cheng coughed softly twice. "If you want to compete, wait until the lower grades finish. Sign up with Director Lin for the Mingde Hall matches afterward."
"Hmph!" Wang Qiu'er snorted, folding her arms across her chest. The Golden Dragon Spear leaned against the wall beside her, radiating a chilling gleam.
"..." Cain pursed her lips, her pale purple eyes refusing to yield an inch.
Both were monstrous talents. Neither had any reason to fear the other.
"Let the match begin!"
The referee announced enthusiastically.
In the arena.
A girl stood in a pale blue dress, her pretty face like a porcelain doll's, yet bearing an indifference far beyond her years.
"Admit defeat. You're no match for me."
Yu Tianlong gritted his teeth, glancing at the eager hopes on his father's face up in the stands, then at the Soul Tool Armor he wore.
"Xue Ling'er, you're strong, but I'm no weakling either!"
"Second soul skill, Thunderous Might! Third soul skill, Thunder's Rage!"
He roared.
He unleashed his full power.
Countless tiny lightning serpents emerged from his body. Thunder's Rage increased his lightning power by a hundred percent and his soul power by fifty percent. With the additional boost from the Soul Tool Armor, the power of the