Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The final battle of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament was about to begin.
This time, the competition would not be held on the arena in Spirit City Center that had witnessed countless fierce battles. Instead, it would take place before the Pope's Palace, the core holy ground of Spirit Hall.
This not only made the event feel more solemn, but also added a sense of sanctity and gravity to the final showdown.
On the morning of the match, while the sky was still barely light, the seven members of the Plant Team had already gathered at the entrance of their hotel.
Liu Yun and the others wore matching academy uniforms, looking spirited and full of energy.
Their eyes held both the tension of the final battle and an intense desire for victory.
Their team leader, Liu Bing, swept her gaze over every team member and sensed their surging fighting spirit.
Then, Liu Bing waved her hand and shouted in a steady, powerful voice, "Set off."
Following Liu Bing's command, the eight of them, including her, made their way along the streets of Spirit City toward the Pope's Palace.
There were already quite a few pedestrians on the streets in the early morning. When they saw the Plant Team, they stopped and began discussing them in low voices.
"Look, it's Plant Academy's team."
"Compared with previous years, they're the biggest dark horse of this tournament. They've fought their way through every round. They're incredible."
"I wonder if they can beat the Star Luo Royal Team today?"
Over this period of time, Plant Academy had already become famous far and wide thanks to its outstanding performance.
Now, they had become the center of discussion throughout Spirit City. Every word