Gao Qiao was hanging from a tree branch beside the small plaza.
He was covered in dust, and the oranges in his pockets had scattered all over the ground.
A squirrel that had darted out from somewhere seized an orange and dragged it toward the woods with all its might.
The surroundings fell silent once more, and the birds returned to the trees.
However, the tree-lined path was now covered in green leaves. More than half the foliage on the trees had fallen during the earlier battle.
"All right, I'll announce the test results now!"
"The four of you passed!"
Tang Lan looked at the four exhausted people lying on the ground, and his stern expression suddenly turned into a faint smile.
His imposing aura and oppressive presence abruptly softened, replaced by a bright, gentle smile.
"We... we really passed?"
"But you clearly defeated us!"
By the end, the four of them lowered their heads again. Even working together, they had been completely unable to do anything against Tang Lan, leaving them with a deep sense of defeat.
"You don't need to be so upset. After all, Tang Lan has defeated a Titled Douluo before."
"Even if there were ten Soul Masters like you, the result would be the same. Nothing would change."
Just then, Tang Ya walked over from the distance with a smile on her face.
She had watched the battle from afar. These people truly deserved to be called outstanding geniuses among Soul Masters.
They had only just met, yet they had coordinated with astonishing tacit understanding during the battle.
The fact that they had held out for so long was already no easy feat.
"So the rumors outside were true after all!"
Lin Qiaoqiao covered her red lips lightly. Although she had heard plenty of news