Wang Yan sat opposite him. The chopsticks in his hand had been set down for a long time, and the food in his bowl had gone cold. He did not rush to clear it away. Instead, he leaned back against the backrest, shifting his gaze from the empty plates on the table to Xue Lingyun. There were few people left in the dining hall. The candelabrum in the corner was still lit, its flame swaying faintly inside its glass cover and stretching the shadows of the two cups across the tabletop.
"Sun Moon Royal Soul Tool Academy has prepared extremely thoroughly for this tournament." Wang Yan finally spoke, more slowly than usual, as though reorganizing the information in his mind while he spoke. "From the first match until now, I've watched almost every one of their matches. But I noticed something—they have never used the same tactics twice. Not minor adjustments. They change their entire approach. Especially in Team Battles, their tactics have been different every time."
He paused, as if checking whether he had missed anything. "In today's Team Battle, their captain, Ma Rulong, fought. With two Class 7 Soul Tools, he nearly suppressed Imperial Ao Academy by himself. The other six all used Soul Guidance Cannon emplacement tactics. Six Soul Guidance Cannon emplacements fired at once, covering the entire arena in firepower. Imperial Ao Academy did not even have time to deploy their formation before they were blasted apart. Their Spirit Emperor-level captain was focused down immediately and sent straight out of the arena. The match ended right there."
After finishing, Wang Yan looked at Xue Lingyun as though waiting for his reaction. Xue Lingyun did not respond immediately. He picked up a bite of food and put it in his mouth, speaking only after he had finished