After another fifteen minute break, Huo Yuhao leaped up energetically and nodded at Xuan Ziwen, signaling that he was ready to continue.

Xuan Ziwen couldn’t help but wish that there was a metal as resistant as Huo Yuhao after he saw how energetic and competitive Huo Yuhao still was.

The third Class 6 soul engineer appeared. A male soul engineer, who appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six years old. His long, black hair was tied behind his head. He seemed a little pale, but was extremely handsome. However, his eyes lacked energy, and even his movements looked very slow and lethargic.

Among all the guys that Huo Yuhao had ever met, only Wang Dong could match him in terms of charm. However, Wang Dong’s beauty carried a sense of tenderness, while this guy’s beauty stemmed from aloofness. Huo Yuhao couldn’t sense any emotions from this guy.

He held a sword in his hand, around four feet in length....