The next second, Qin Ming stepped forward and came before Xiao Rui'er. His gaze grew solemn as he asked, "What did you just say? What is your Martial Soul? What is your Soul Power Level?"
Xiao Rui'er's expression remained calm, and her tone was unchanged as she said:
"My Martial Soul is the Golden Dragon. I'm thirteen years old. My current Soul Power Level is Level Forty-One."
As soon as she said this, it was as if another thunderclap had exploded inside the Academic Affairs Office.
The surrounding staff almost stood up on reflex. Several other mentors responsible for admissions sucked in sharp breaths, and even Qin Ming's brows jerked involuntarily.
"Thirteen years old? You've already broken through Level Forty and become a Soul Ancestor? Are you sure?" Qin Ming slightly furrowed his brows, his tone still carrying a trace of disbelief.
"Since you don't believe me, I'll show you my Martial Soul."
Xiao Rui'er softly uttered those words. She then stepped forward, and her right foot slammed heavily into the ground. A dazzling golden light immediately shone from her body.
"Roar!!!"
Immediately afterward, a deafening dragon's roar suddenly erupted from within her. Carrying the ancient, vast bloodline pressure of the Dragon Clan, it swept through the entire Academic Affairs Office like a tidal wave.
In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to freeze!
As the dragon's roar faded,
a huge and imposing golden Dragon Shaped Phantom suddenly appeared behind Xiao Rui'er. Its horns stood proudly, and its scales densely covered its body. Though it was only a phantom, its pressure spread in all directions, sacred and majestic!
At the same time—yellow, yellow, purple, purple!
Four Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath her feet!
"This... How is this possible?!" one of the mentors cried out. Even his voice trembled. "Thirteen