After another fifteen minutes, Huo Yuhao leaped up energetically and nodded his head at Xuan Ziwen. He was signaling that he was ready to continue.

　　Xuan Ziwen couldn't help but wish that there was a metal that was as resistant as Huo Yuhao after he saw how energetic and compet.i.tive Huo Yuhao was.

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

　　Among all the guys that Huo Yuhao had ever met, only w.a.n.g Dong could match him in terms of looks. However, w.a.n.g Dong's beauty carried a sense of tenderness, while this guy's beauty was built on his aloofness. Huo Yuhao couldn't sense any emotions from this guy.

　　He held a short-sword in his hand that was around four inches in length. The sword was entirely black, and had a simple pattern. Nothing seemed very special about it. It even slightly resembled a rod used to control a stove fire.