"What's so hard to predict? Luan Hong's Golden Roc Martial Soul looks like it has an over eighty percent chance of getting a special-grade evaluation. But Ye Xuan's Blue Star Grass Martial Soul is medium-grade at best, no matter how powerful. One can get two hundred points, the other only one hundred. The final champion will be Luan Hong, nine times out of ten."
"Yeah, Ye Xuan was too full of himself. I really don't get it. With his level of strength, why would he refine a Blue Star Grass Martial Soul? He's just handing the championship away for free."
"Exactly. If he had just refined any superior-grade martial soul, the championship would have been his for sure. But instead…"
"I just don't get it. I really don't."
Many of the Soul Refiners present couldn't help but shake their heads, completely baffled.
Amidst the crowd's murmurs, it was finally time for Luan Hong's Golden Roc Martial Soul to be tested.
