Oakland Soul Arena.
As the match began, cries of surprise rose and fell through the stands as the spectators started discussing the contestants' performance.
"The gap between the second team and the first team is still too huge."
Someone sighed.
It turned out that Oakland Academy had grown ever stronger, to the point that, like Heaven Dou Royal Academy, it had actually formed two battle teams.
"Especially that Wang Lin. He's practically Dai Yao from back then! One person can defeat an entire team."
A man looked toward the Duel Arena at a high-spirited figure and spoke in shock.
Listening to their conversation, Dai Yao could not help looking toward the man still standing on the Duel Arena as well, and immediately laughed despite himself.
Wang Lin's spirit was a mutated Fire Dragon Spirit, enough to rival some top-tier spirits, and his Soul Power Level had also reached Level 44. Dai Yao judged that his strength was about on par with Huo Wushuang back then.
Dai Yao did not know why, but it was as if the cohort from five years ago had gathered all the prodigies of several eras together, causing the quality of this year's young powerhouses to fall far short.
Even Spirit Hall's battle team this year had only Level 49 soul power at its strongest.
If Wang Lin's strength had been placed in the previous tournament, he would only have counted as first-rate, but in this one, his strength could be called supreme. In the so-called Oakland Battle Team, there were only three soul ancestors, three fewer than in the previous cohort.
The match had no suspense. Oakland's first team crushed the second team with overwhelming force, and Wang Lin stood on the Duel Arena with quite a bit of arrogance, enjoying the cheers of all