"Ah." Huo Wu fell to the ground and stared blankly at Xu Ran, her silver-gleaming eyes brimming with tears and grievance.
She had never felt so wronged before.
But when she thought of Xu Ran's strength, she had no choice but to swallow her anger. She had been the one to provoke him, so being bullied by him... was only right. Besides, this hardly counted as bullying.
Yet she was still angry. Whatever else, she was a beautiful young girl. How could this man not even know how to cherish a delicate flower?
"You! I only slipped up just now. You only won because you got lucky." Huo Wu climbed up from the ground and glared at Xu Ran. Her frustration made her temporarily forget the gulf between their strengths.
"Little sister, stop making trouble."
"Brother, my little sister doesn't know any better. Please forgive her."
Huo Wushuang's mouth twitched at the sight. How could he fail to see that Xu Ran's strength was beyond anything they could compare to? Perhaps this young man only looked young and was actually who knew how old.
Such things were not common, but they were hardly unheard of.
"It's fine." Xu Ran waved a hand.
"Hmph, don't get so full of yourself. I haven't actually used my strongest Soul Skill yet. Don't celebrate too soon." Huo Wu looked at Xu Ran angrily. Her fourth Soul Skill flashed beneath her, and flames gathered between her hands, forming a mass of white fire above her head.
The mass of fire measured a full meter across. Cold sweat appeared on Huo Wu's face, and she turned slightly pale. Clearly, she was already giving it her all.
"If you can withstand this Soul Skill, I'll acknowledge your strength, apologize, and admit defeat," Huo Wu declared, lifting her