The referee walked to the center.
"Both sides, line up and salute."
The fourteen contestants formed two rows and saluted one another. Dai Mubai's gaze met Huo Wushuang's, while Tang San's inevitably met Huo Wu's.
Before the match had even begun, the smell of gunpowder was already thick in the air.
Huo Wushuang glared at Dai Mubai, their gazes clashing fiercely.
In a deep voice, he said, "Today marks the end of your winning streak."
"That's exactly what I was about to say. Today, one of our two teams will lose its unbeaten streak," Dai Mubai replied calmly.
Huo Wushuang's gaze suddenly shifted to Tang San beside Dai Mubai.
"What a pity. If your Control System Soul Master weren't from the plant type, you might still have a chance. But now? I suggest you forfeit. At least then you can preserve your strength for the next match."
Dai Mubai merely sneered without answering. In truth, he wasn't confident either.
Plant-type Martial Souls were countered by fire. How could he not know such a basic elemental restraint? And unfortunately, all seven of their opponents used fire-type Martial Souls.
Tang San was undoubtedly the most crucial link in the Shrek team. Once he was restrained by the enemy, defeating Blazing Fire Academy with their current lineup would be nothing but a fool's dream.
"You may release your Martial Souls."
The referee's voice rang out again. In an instant, light flared across the central main arena.
The flashes of Soul Rings filled the entire stage. Needless to say, both sides had the optimal Soul Ring configurations. In terms of Soul Rings, their numbers were evenly matched: two Soul Ancestors above level forty leading five Soul Elders above level thirty.
Their overall ranks were evenly matched.
Of course, a gap still existed. Tang San's