As the match ended, the Soul Tool Shield sustained by injected Soul Power dissipated as well. Nan Shuishui felt tense inside, but her expression remained calm as she gestured toward the Medical Team standing nearby.
In a flash, she swiftly arrived at Nan Qiushui's side.
Gently gripping her daughter's wrist, she sent a thread of Soul Power into her body, her gaze turning solemn.
At this stage, Nan Qiushui's Soul Power had been completely exhausted, with even signs of overdraw. Recovering from such depletion would take a long time. At the very least, she would not be able to compete again during the Preliminary Round.
However, when Nan Shuishui noticed the pockmarked ground around them that had been completely dissolved away, she inexplicably felt relieved. That golden light had undoubtedly saved her daughter's life.
Below the stage, more than ten Soul Tool Masters from the rescue team quickly stepped onto the platform and, out of habit, prepared to inject Nan Qiushui with a healing potion.
The spectators at the sidelines had already fallen silent.
This match had truly been the most utterly one-sided slaughter since the competition began.
Chen Wan Yun's terrifying strength as a seven-ringed Soul Saint was simply shocking.
It was no exaggeration to say that after today, the Sea God Family would immediately become the favorites to win the championship.
Because they had a Soul Saint.
Just look at the previous tournament. Shrek Academy had possessed one Soul Saint, and they had overwhelmed every rival, claiming the championship with apparent ease.
Within Shrek Academy's resting area, Huo Yuhao gave Chen Wan Yun a thoughtful look. Seemingly having realized something, he spoke in an unusual tone. "This Chen Wan Yun's Martial Soul is very interesting."
"Other than Xue Nu and me, all of you would have a great