"Fengzhi, what do you think?"
On the other side of the VIP seats, an elderly man with a withered face, shriveled skin, and deeply sunken eye sockets asked the refined, gentle-looking middle-aged man beside him.
This middle-aged man was Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects. Ning Fengzhi frowned tightly as he answered, "The Spirit Hall Team is completely different from the teams in previous tournaments. I cannot grasp their line of thinking at all."
"Every lineup they send out is a combination capable of defeating its opponents perfectly. No matter how many times the match is replayed, as long as the personnel do not change, the opponent's outcome will be defeat."
"This is highly unusual. It is a method of competition that has never appeared before."
Since the knockout stage began, Ning Fengzhi's brows had never relaxed after watching Spirit Hall's first and second matches. In fact, with every victory Spirit Hall achieved, his frown only deepened.
Hearing Ning Fengzhi's answer, the old man looked at him in surprise. "Sect Master, even you cannot see through their thinking?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a bitter smile. "Uncle Bone, I do not know everything."
Watching the Elephant Armor Academy students who had been poisoned rise one by one after the Healing System Soul Masters used their Soul Skills to purge the poison, Ning Fengzhi said in a low voice, "I do not know where Spirit Hall got it, but this must be a complete tactical system. Even the construction of the tactics may already be mature."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong leaned close to Ning Fengzhi's ear and whispered, "Fengzhi, any news?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head with the smallest possible movement and replied in an equally low voice,