There was not a trace of jealousy in Tang San's eyes.
Only the joy of being happy for his older brother.
Tang Tian: ...
Still, how could a man be called fast?
But then he remembered that he was still a young boy.
His body was still developing, and he immediately let it go!
For a boy, growing fast was a good thing!
"You'll be there soon too."
Tang Tian withdrew his soul power, patted Tang San on the shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Come on, let's find Dean Zhang. I think he'll be very happy."
Half an hour later, in the dean's office.
"What?! Level twenty?!"
The teacup in Dean Zhang's hand fell onto the table with a clatter.
He did not even notice the tea spilling all over the floor.
He stared wide-eyed at Tang Tian before him as though looking at a monster.
"Tian, are you sure you haven't made a mistake? It's only been a year!"
Dean Zhang had originally thought Tang San or Xiao Wu would be the first to break through.
He had never expected Tang Tian, whose innate soul power was the poorest, to take the crown!
"Dean, my martial soul is rather special. It might be more sensitive to Heaven and Earth essence."
"Combined with the effects of the Mimicry Training Ground, even I didn't expect it to happen so quickly."
Tang Tian casually offered an excuse.
Dean Zhang took a deep breath, calming his excitement.
He looked the boy before him over again. He had shot up in height, carried himself steadily, and the confidence in his eyes was almost overflowing!
"Good! Well done, lad! It seems your comprehension is even stronger than I imagined!"
"Our Nuoding Academy really is going to produce a dragon this time!"
Dean Zhang's