Still after just a quarter of an hour, Huo Yuhao had once again bounced up full of life. He nodded to Xuan Ziwen, indicating that he was ready to continue.
Watching his still high morale, with not a hint of fatigue visible, Xuan Ziwen couldn't help but think to himself, how great would it be if there were a metal in this world as durable as this guy?
The third level-6 Soul Master from the Bright Virtue Hall appeared. This was a male Soul Master, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with black hair simply tied back with a headband. His complexion was an unhealthy pale, yet so strikingly handsome that even men would sigh at the sight. However, his eyes seemed lifeless, lacking any touch of spirit, and even his movement seemed somewhat sluggish.
