Chapter 212

Xue Lingyun did not wait for anyone to respond after saying that. He simply walked out of the rest area.

As he passed Dai Yaoheng, the oversized orange cat was sitting with his head lowered, surrounded by a heavy, oppressive aura. His fingers clenched around his knees, his knuckles white. The people nearby instinctively shifted half a step away on either side. Even He Caitou removed the cigar from his mouth and gripped it in his hand, not daring to look in that direction. The protagonist walked past without looking aside, as if he had not noticed the volatile low-pressure storm waiting to explode there.

As he stepped onto the Arena steps, the atmosphere in Sun Moon Royal Soul Tool Academy's rest area grew noticeably more solemn. The elderly team leader's brows were tightly furrowed. Ma Rulong lowered his arms from across his chest, while Xiao Hongchen drew his gaze back from the edge of the Arena and fixed it on the figure ascending the steps. No one spoke, but that brief silence said more than enough. They had studied the protagonist for a long time, yet even now, they could not claim to have seen through him. He had ended the Team Battle with a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Dai Yaoheng's three matches had exhausted two of their main team members and Meng Hongchen. Now the protagonist was only just stepping up, in perfect condition, with unknown Soul Power reserves and an unknown Trump Card.

Meng Hongchen remained standing in the center of the Arena rather than returning to the rest area. She had stayed there ever since Dai Yaoheng had been carried away. The referee had not urged her to leave, and she had not taken the initiative to step down. She was waiting for the next match