Tang San looked grave as he reminded her from the side, "Xiao Wu, take this seriously. He's Jiang Che!"
"Him! How is that possible!"
"Brother San, didn't your teacher say Jiang Che's Innate Soul Power was only rank three? Why has his Soul Power Level almost caught up with ours?"
Exactly! Why on earth was that?
Tang San asked himself that question.
He clearly remembered his teacher solemnly assuring him back then that Jiang Che would never surpass him in this lifetime. So why had Jiang Che improved so quickly in just four short years?
"Impossible. He absolutely can't be Jiang Che! I remember Jiang Che had black hair, but this person's hair is clearly blue!"
"Sister Xiao Wu, oh, Sister Xiao Wu. We haven't seen each other in years. Your Soul Power hasn't grown much, but your knack for deceiving yourself certainly has. When it comes to recognizing people, you should learn more from Little San and Grandmaster."
Jiang Che's use of "Sister Xiao Wu" was largely teasing.
The Main Soul Area was roaring with voices, yet Jiang Che's words reached Tang San and Xiao Wu's ears clearly.
Xiao Wu knew that voice all too well. The relaxed expression on her face instantly froze.
Xiao Wu stared fixedly at the face opposite her, covered by a white mask and framed by loose blue hair. Soul Fighting in the Great Soul Arena required a Soul Power test. That was an ironclad rule, and there was no way to fake it. In other words... Jiang Che really had reached rank twenty-eight.
But how was that possible?
"Jiang Che?" Xiao Wu's voice sank. "Wasn't your Innate Soul Power rank three? How did you become a Soul Grandmaster?"
Jiang Che lowered his eyes, as though he had heard something extremely amusing, yet he