Chapter 9 Tang San's Shock

"Ye Chen, he's very strong."

The disdainful expression on the blond man's face made Tang San's heart tighten. He couldn't see through his opponent, which meant that this person's soul power was much higher than his.

Tang San's soul power was now at level 29, and if this blond man was stronger than him, he was at least over level 30, reaching the Soul Emperor realm.

Even without using hidden weapons, Tang San felt that he couldn't defeat the opponent. And considering that Ye Chen's soul power was only at level 1 in the beginning, how far could he have progressed in just six years?

Thinking about this, Tang San couldn't help but speak again, "Let me defeat him, so you can see the results of my six years of training. Do you remember our agreement?"

"Of course, I remember. I came to Soto City mainly to find you, Xiao San."

Ye Chen smiled. It didn't matter who fought; he was confident in his own strength.

"Hey, have you two finished talking? Let's fight together."

Seeming impatient, the blond heterochromatic-eyed man didn't want to wait any longer. He immediately shouted, "White Tiger Possession!"

In an instant, a large white tiger appeared behind the man, and then a purple soul ring erupted from his body, causing a commotion among the guests in the hotel lobby.

"Millennium soul ring, level 37 Spirit Douluo!"

Tang San exclaimed. Just as he was about to summon his own martial soul, the Blue Silver Grass, to respond, the blond man showed no intention of fighting with him. He stomped his foot, causing the marble floor to crack like a spider web. Then, he charged at Ye Chen at lightning speed.

"Ye Chen, be careful!" Tang San was shocked and shouted, "Parasitic, Entangle!" He almost instantly used his two martial soul abilities to protect Ye Chen.

But Tang San's soul skills required a brief growing time. Just as the Blue Silver Grass crawled out of the blond heterochromatic-eyed man's body, his body flew like a cannonball, crashing through the hotel door and rolling out.

This sudden scene stunned Xiao Wu, who was chatting with Tang San. Even Tang San looked at Ye Chen in shock, murmuring, "Millennium soul ring, two of them."

Two purple soul rings surrounded Ye Chen's body, emitting dazzling light. He hadn't even drawn his Abyssal Blade, and the heterochromatic-eyed man was already lying down.

"So weak!"

Brushing off the dust from his clothes, Ye Chen retracted his soul rings and then threw several gold coins to the front desk attendant. "Get us a room."

"Okay, okay, please follow me upstairs, gentlemen."

The attendant, with keen eyes, took the gold coins and led Ye Chen's group to the most luxurious emperor suite.

The spacious room resembled a palace, with a long red carpet leading to the main bedroom. The exquisite crystal chandelier in the living room exuded a dazzling white light.

After closing the door, Tang San pulled Ye Chen onto the sofa and looked at him seriously.

"Ye Chen, what level are you really at? How can you have two millennium soul rings at the same time?"

If he remembered correctly, the minimum level to absorb a millennium soul ring was also over level 30. Did that mean Ye Chen was already at over level 40, as unbelievable as it sounded?

Looking at Tang San's perplexed expression, Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, "Well, my aptitude is just too poor. I've only reached level 30 after six years of hard work. Being able to absorb two millennium soul rings is just sheer luck. Xiao San, I still don't have a third soul ring. Am I lucky?"

To go from level 1 to level 30 in six years and to have two millennium soul rings... and to consider it unlucky?

"What was I doing in these six years? What are my two hundred-year soul rings for?"

Tang San felt frustrated. He thought that going from level 10 to level 29 with the Sky Blue Bull Python's spirit bone was already extraordinary, not to mention absorbing two almost limit-breaking hundred-year soul rings.

But compared to the freak in front of him, Tang San felt like he wasted his entire six years doing nothing.

"Ye Chen, I really admire you. When we awakened together, you were only at level 1, and I never thought you'd surpass me in just a few years. You must have been practicing very hard."

Tapping Ye Chen's shoulder, Tang San's face showed a hint of loss. He regretted not putting all his effort into training.

"Ha, hahaha."

The sudden laughter interrupted Tang San's contemplation. Ning Rongrong, who had been chatting with Xiao Wu, suddenly burst into laughter, leaving Xiao Wu and Tang San puzzled.

"Did I say something wrong, Rongrong? Why are you laughing so happily?"

Faced with Xiao Wu's questioning, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but laugh while holding her stomach, saying, "Don't misunderstand, I just couldn't help but laugh when I heard Tang San say that Ye Chen practices very hard, hahaha."

"What do you mean? Isn't Ye Chen working hard?"

"Working hard?" Ning Rongrong finally stopped laughing and waved her hand, "No, no, I think you misunderstood. Ye Chen and the words 'hard work' are totally unrelated, let alone 'very.'"

This statement puzzled Tang San and Xiao Wu even more. They both turned their gaze to Ning Rongrong, hoping she could explain.

With their hopeful eyes, Ning Rongrong felt a bit embarrassed but couldn't find the right words to describe Ye Chen.

After a long time, she finally blurted out, "Ye Chen's soul power grows like how some people gain weight just by drinking water."

This phrase was very easy to understand. If drinking water can make you gain weight, it means Ye Chen has monstrous talent, and his soul power grows incredibly fast.

After hearing all this, Tang San finally understood. Then, he turned to Ye Chen and said, "So you're a peerless genius!"

"Xiao San, you're overthinking it. Rongrong didn't mean that," Ye Chen shook his head and wanted to explain, but Tang San just waved at him and went back to his room.

Tang San understood from Ye Chen's situation that if his talent wasn't enough, he had to make up for it with hard work. He didn't want to fall too far behind this brother, especially since they had a fight scheduled.

At present, even if he used hidden weapons, Tang San had a high probability of losing. He didn't want to lose, so he had to double his efforts in training.

After Tang San and Xiao Wu left, in the spacious emperor suite, Ye Chen looked at the little demon girl next to him with a wry smile.

"Rongrong, don't speak carelessly in the future. It's easy to be misunderstood."

"What's there to misunderstand? You're just a talent in cultivation."

Proudly, Ning Rongrong smiled and then pulled Ye Chen into the bed.

End of chapter.

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