"Advice? What's the point of advice, when a level 50 faces a level 60 Direct Attack Class Battle Soul Master with a mutant Martial Soul? Is there even a need to fight?"
"Uh, well, there's no need for a practical combat evaluation. The academy has a rule that Soul Masters over level 60 are exempt from additional testing." The lead evaluator from Blue Tyrant Academy wiped the sweat off his brow, thinking to himself that they had encountered someone formidable today.
Qin Ming retracted his Martial Soul, his aura completely contained, returning everything to normal.
The evaluator on the left at Blue Tyrant Academy couldn't help but ask, "May I be so bold as to ask, how old are you this year?"
Qin Ming replied indifferently, "Thirty-four."
The simple number elicited three pairs of eyes to bulge in astonishment. Thirty-four, level 62—what kind of concept was that? It wasn't just that they hadn't seen it, they hadn't even heard of such a thing.
