For Tang San, tonight was destined to be a sleepless one. He had never experienced such a sense of defeat before.
Before going to sleep, he carefully replayed every detail of today's match in his mind.
For so long, whether at the Suo Tuo City Great Soul Arena or during the earlier Preliminary Round, whenever it came to team battles, he had always been the one controlling the entire field and calculating against his opponents.
Yet this time, he had been outmaneuvered by his opponent.
The feeling of falling into a trap step by step and being at someone else's mercy was truly awful.
During the Preliminary Round, they would only have one chance to face Blazing Fire Academy.
A loss was a loss.
With Blazing Fire Academy's strength, there was a strong chance they would advance to the Promotion Tournament.
The Promotion Tournament was also a round-robin format, and they would meet Blazing Fire Academy again then.
Tang San secretly swore to himself that if he encountered those people from Blazing Fire Academy in the Promotion Tournament, he would repay every bit of humiliation he had suffered today.
The next day.
As soon as Feng Xiaotian led the Godwind Academy team into the Great Soul Arena, they were surrounded by a group of sixteen- or seventeen-year-olds.
They wore clothes similar to Feng Xiaotian's team uniform. At a glance, it was clear they were his young fans.
They approached with smiles.
"Hello, Soul King Feng! Could you please give us your autograph?"
"Sure."
Feng Xiaotian took the pen and smoothly signed his name on their clothes.
Then, one of them cautiously asked:
"Soul King Feng, when will we get to see your true strength? Will we still have a chance?"
The others all looked at Feng Xiaotian with eager anticipation.