A smile hung on Flender's face. He was clearly very satisfied with their recent victory and the share of ticket revenue it had brought.
Master's expression, however, remained as stern as ever.
He adjusted the crystal glasses on his nose, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.
The noise in the room instantly fell silent.
Everyone's eyes turned to Master.
They knew that whenever their teacher wore that expression, something important was about to happen.
"Today's victory was spectacular."
"Your coordination has improved considerably compared to half a month ago."
"But..."
His tone shifted.
"The real test is coming."
Tang San's heart stirred. He straightened up and looked at his teacher.
"Teacher, do you mean... the Heaven Dou Royal Team?"
Master nodded, Tang San's calm face reflected in his deep eyes.
"Correct."
"You and they are currently the only two teams in the entire Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena to maintain undefeated records."
"Your Soul Fighting ranks are also approaching Gold Soul level."
Dai Mubai snorted, folding his arms across his chest.
"It was about time we fought them. I'd like to see just how capable those so-called imperial geniuses really are."
Master glanced at him and said flatly.
"Don't underestimate them, Mubai."
"The Great Soul Arena has not arranged for you to meet until now for a reason."
Tang San picked up the thread. His mind raced as he connected every clue.
"To maximize profits."
"Keep the undefeated myths of the two strongest teams alive until the very end, driving the audience's anticipation and curiosity to their peak. Then, when the 'final showdown' arrives, both ticket sales and betting turnover will reach unprecedented heights."
A hint of approval appeared in Master's eyes.
"Exactly."
"And now, the time is ripe."
Everyone's breathing became faint.
Master continued.
"According to the Soul Fighting