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The independent Small Courtyard lay deep within the Dormitory Area, still some distance from the Soul Duel Zone.
There were thirty-six Soul Duel Stages in all, including both outdoor open-air platforms and indoor venues.
This time, the one they had chosen was an indoor Soul Duel Stage, its structure rather similar to an indoor basketball arena.
Because of that, the Soul Duel Stage had a certain soundproofing effect. When Chen Xiaojun had passed by earlier, he had vaguely heard some cheering, but had not paid much attention.
Chen Xiaojun and Xiao Yi walked over together. Around them, aside from the sounds of fierce fighting, there were only the spectators holding their breath, with the occasional low gasp of surprise or sharp intake of breath.
Looking up, dozens of fiery fist shadows merged together, concentrating on a single point to form a blazing phoenix head of flame.
Phoenix Comet Fist!
It was Ma Liang!
The person opposite him was instantly enveloped, then blasted flying.
The person sent flying traced a sorry arc through the air like a kite with its string cut, then slammed heavily onto the edge of the Soul Duel Stage, kicking up a cloud of dust.
A wave of cries rang out below the stage, then quickly fell silent again. Everyone's eyes were locked tightly on the platform, afraid they might miss even a single thrilling moment.
Chen Xiaojun and Xiao Yi stood in the crowd, watching without blinking.
Xiao Yi could not help gently tugging at Chen Xiaojun's sleeve. "Ma Liang's Phoenix Comet Fist is pretty good."
Chen Xiaojun narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Ma Liang and the fallen man. He said in a low voice, "These matches on the Soul Duel