Though the Round-Robin Tournament was not as brutal as the Advancement Tournament, its schedule was even more grueling.
This was especially true for the second group, where the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Team was placed. With nine participating teams, their schedule was even more packed than those of the other groups.
"Tut, tut. Watching the matches from the preparation area really is clearer than from the VIP seats."
It was Xu Tianming's first time watching a match from the preparation area, and he was clearly intrigued as he looked around.
Judging solely by its size and luxury, the preparation area assigned to the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Team was second only to Shrek Academy's.
"Tianming, the Ming Capital Soul Master Academy Team is no weak opponent. Their academy ranks second only to ours within the Empire."
Ma Yun did not have as many thoughts as he did. After hesitating for a moment, he still spoke up.
"Are you sure you want to take on their entire team alone?"
"Elder Ma, back at the academy, Xiao, Ma Rulong, and the other four couldn't even break through my defenses. How could they possibly compare to me now?"
The moment those words left his mouth, Ma Rulong and the others sitting behind him darkened.
Ignoring the change in their expressions, Xu Tianming leaned back in his chair and smiled at Ma Yun.
"Besides, sending me out alone will better conceal everyone else's strength and preserve enough trump cards for our later matches."
"And it'll also deal a psychological blow to every participating team."
Ma Yun froze at his words.
"A psychological blow? What do you mean?"
"Nothing much. Just a little something."
Xu Tianming winked at Ma Yun and gave him a meaningful smile.
"The Ming Capital Soul Master Team is