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Perhaps due to Ning Tian's bias toward Zhu Zhuqing, he found her breathtaking, far surpassing his imagination from the manhua and outshining the anime's crude depiction.
Seeing Ning Tian eyeing another beauty, Xiao Wu stomped over in frustration, only for him to sidestep her. "What is it?" he asked calmly.
"You–" Xiao Wu fumed, nearly choking on her anger. Why could he gaze at other girls with such interest but never her? She had a lovely face, a fine figure, rosy lips, willow brows, delicate eyes, snow-white skin, and long, slender legs. Where did she fall short? Glancing at Zhu Zhuqing's ample chest, she mentally added, 'I'm not that small, okay?'
Tang San, behind her, didn't catch her thoughts but relished the scene. If Ning Tian kept this up, Xiao Wu might finally lose interest. His confidence surged.
Registration continued, with many applicants disqualified for being over thirteen or below Level 20. The crowd thinned from over a hundred to just a dozen in minutes.
Soon, Ning Rongrong finished registering. It was Ning Tian's turn.
"Standard procedure: ten gold soul coins for the fee. Extend your right hand for age verification," the elderly man said lazily, not looking up.
Ning Tian tossed ten coins into the box and offered his hand. The old man felt it, glancing up with mild surprise. "Twelve years and three months. Not bad, just right."
"Ning Tian, you're younger than me?" Xiao Wu exclaimed, avoiding his disliked nickname 'Little Six' in public. His youth surprised her. 'Did this mean an older sister-younger brother romance awaited them?; Her cheeks flushed at the thought.
"Summon your martial soul," the old man instructed.
Green light flared as Ning Tian summoned a three-foot emerald sword, though no soul rings appeared.
"Where are your soul rings?" asked Li Yusong, a Level 63 Power Attack Battle Soul Emperor with a Dragon Pattern Staff martial soul, frowning.
"Isn't the first test just age under thirteen and soul power above Level 20? Isn't mine enough?" Ning Tian countered.
"Of course, you've passed," Li Yusong conceded. Normally, he'd reprimand such cheeky kid, but Ning Tian's soul power suggested he was over Level 30, a twelve-year-old Soul Honor too rare to lose.
Xiao Wu and Tang San registered next, displaying their rabbit and Blue Silver Grass martial souls with two hundred-year rings each. Their talent shone, and they passed easily.
Dai Mubai approached, smiling at Ning Tian. "I knew you'd make it. The later tests should be no problem."
His gaze flicked to Zhu Zhuqing behind Ning Tian, a predatory glint in his eyes. Though he didn't recognize her, her figure and face were his type. Then, looking at Tang San, he frowned. He had sensed a complementary aura earlier, hinting at martial soul fusion, first thinking it was Zhu Zhuqing, but now realizing it was Tang San. The idea of fusing with someone so unappealing made him shudder, yet he felt oddly less repelled by him.
Tang San sensed it too, puzzled. Why now, when their first meeting held no such feeling? Perhaps because he hadn't released his Blue Silver Grass then.
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