Shock swept over everyone from Martial Soul Hall Academy in an instant.
Among them, the four whose cultivation was only at the Soul Ancestor realm were forced back a step by that dense, signal-smoke-like aura.
Even the Golden Generation at the very front could only grit their teeth and desperately hold themselves up, refusing to make the motion of stepping backward.
This was the last shred of pride left in their hearts.
As Blazing Fire Academy drew ever closer, the faces of Xie Yue and the other two turned pale. Their whole bodies trembled almost imperceptibly, and fine beads of sweat covered their faces.
At that moment, Blazing Fire Academy also came to stand before Martial Soul Hall Academy.
Quan Yi slowly walked up opposite them, looked down at them from above, and praised them flatly, "Not bad."
Those two extremely brief words were a spiritual heavy blow to the Golden Generation, who had struggled to hold on until now.
They were clearly standing at the same height, but this "comfort" from Quan Yi, delivered as though he were looking down on them from above, severely shattered the pride in their hearts.
After those words, Blazing Fire Academy's flamboyant aura quickly faded away. But though the powerful pressure disappeared, the three members of the Golden Generation instead shuddered.
Sometimes, the impact on the heart was more powerful than pressure on the body.
"The finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament are about to begin. Both teams, please prepare. The match will officially begin in fifteen minutes."
Ignoring the Martial Soul Hall Academy Team on the verge of collapse, Blazing Fire Academy arrived at their own position and formed a circle.
They did not discuss tactics. Instead, they quietly looked around at one another, scorching firelight flickering in