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After Lian Shouzhong led his team members out the door, he saw Lian Changzhi standing quietly at the entrance, fully dressed and composed. Lian Changzhi raised his hand slightly and held out his right hand.
He said nothing, then high-fived the team members one by one.
Taking a deep breath, Lian Shouzhong strode out of the passage with firm steps. In an instant, mountain-shaking, tsunami-like cheers surged over him like a tide and drowned him.
He looked up and saw that the members of Chang'an Academy were already on the arena stage opposite them.
Chen Xinyi stood alone at the front, with Zhu Wuneng, Su Ningxia, Ma Liang, Du Gu Fu, Gao Cuilan, and Ma Wencai lined up behind her.
It was as though they had been waiting there for a long time.
Lian Shouzhong could not help but pause slightly, but he quickly gathered himself, his expression turning solemn as he walked steadily onto the arena.
At this moment, both sides were already in position on the competition stage. With the referee's command, the match officially began.
The seven members of Canghui Academy wore grave expressions. The instant the referee announced the release of martial souls, they swiftly gathered together.
Lian Shouzhong stood at the very front, forming a strange formation.
His waist and back suddenly stretched out, and his feet shifted lightly as he retreated several steps, merging perfectly into the hexagonal formation formed by the other six.
At the same time as he stepped back, the other six stepped forward in unison, and the originally compact hexagon instantly expanded by a full circle.
What was astonishing was that although the formation had expanded, the six still stood in neat, orderly positions. The distance of each step they took was accurate to the slightest