As soon as the match ended, Tang Wulin did not hurry over to register for the individual matches. Instead, he followed Yun Mu's example, sat down cross-legged, and waited quietly beside him.
After roughly the time it took to burn an incense stick, Yun Mu slowly opened his eyes. The pallor had completely faded from his face, and more than half of his Soul Power had recovered.
He stretched lazily and raised a hand to brush the dust and debris from his clothes.
"Master, I was too reckless today." Yun Mu scratched his head, his voice full of apology.
Zhen Hua shot him an irritated glare, though his tone was exceptionally serious. "Forget it. I won't hold it against you this time. Remember this: no matter what you do next time, your own life comes first!"
Yun Mu nodded heavily, rose to his feet, and patted his pants. "Then, Master, I'll head over to Tianhai Plaza. The individual matches should be starting."
"Go on, go on. Fight well!" Zhen Hua waved him off.
Yun Mu answered, then turned and threw an arm around Tang Wulin's shoulders as they ran outside. The two boys moved swiftly, vanishing into the distance in the blink of an eye.
By the time they reached Tianhai Plaza, Gu Yue was already waiting at their agreed meeting spot. The two hurried over, and the four of them successfully regrouped.
"How is it? Have your matches started yet?" Yun Mu asked casually as he walked up to Gu Yue.
"Not yet. It's still early." Gu Yue gently shook her head, her tone calm. It seemed that the unpleasantness from last night had truly passed.
Yun Mu stroked his chin and asked again, "Are there any three-ring Soul Masters in the arena right now?"
"Quite a few." Gu