Over the next few weeks, the Thunder Ice Team swept through the Bronze Group without resistance.
After their first victory, Gu Ci and Dugu Yan came almost every day.
Their opponents went from two Soul Elders to one Soul Ancestor and one Soul Elder, then to two Soul Ancestors.
But no matter who they faced, the Thunder Ice Team always won.
Gu Ci's Thunder Tiger Martial Soul grew increasingly fierce in real combat, his control over thunderbolt precise down to the smallest detail.
Dugu Yan's Ice Fire power also became more refined. Ice walls, fireballs, ice and fire combined—new combination techniques emerged one after another.
Their coordination changed from awkward at first to seamless and fluid. A single glance was enough for them to know what the other intended to do.
The other teams in the Bronze Group began to take notice of these two "sixteen-year-olds."
Some said they were disciples from some great sect, sent out to gain experience. Others said they were the illegitimate children of some influential figure.
But no one knew their true identities.
Gu Ci was quite satisfied with that—keeping a low profile and avoiding attention was exactly what he wanted.
Dugu Bo occasionally came to the Great Soul Arena, sitting in a corner of the stands and watching the two children compete from afar.
He never showed himself, but after every match, Gu Ci could sense that dark green gaze.
With Dugu Bo watching from the shadows, he could fight without restraint and had no need to worry about safety.
One afternoon, the notice arrived.
Gu Ci and Dugu Yan were brought to No. 3 Soul Fighting Platform, the largest platform in the Bronze Group, capable of holding over a thousand spectators.
Quite a few people sat below, several times more than usual.
"Why