The host's voice rang out above the arena. Spotlights instantly converged on the passageway exit, and the moment Xiao Qing and the others stepped out, brilliant lights enveloped them.
Deafening cheers and applause erupted from the stands, wave after wave crashing over them like a tide. The roar made Xiao Qing's eardrums ache.
The cheers for Xiao Qing were the loudest.
A huge crowd of spectators strained their voices to shout "Thousand Light Tyrant," their cries perfectly synchronized. They had clearly rehearsed in advance.
Xiao Qing's winning streak at the Soto Soul Fighting Arena and his hard-hitting fighting style had earned him a large following.
Every time he appeared, his fans cheered him on as loudly as they could.
Dugu Yan and the others, standing on the opposite side of the arena, exchanged glances at the sight.
Although they came from Heaven Dou Royal Academy and had seen plenty of grand spectacles, this was the first time they had encountered a situation where almost the entire audience supported their opponents.
Their expressions grew serious, and their initially relaxed attitudes tightened.
The host didn't keep them waiting long. After briefly introducing both teams, he raised his right hand high, then brought it down sharply.
"The match begins!"
The instant the words left his mouth, Dai Mubai moved first.
The Soul Ring beneath his feet flashed, and he charged to the very front of his team, meeting Heaven Dou Royal Team captain Yu Tianheng head-on.
When Yu Tianheng saw the four Soul Rings beneath Dai Mubai's feet, his pupils contracted slightly. He knew he had run into a formidable opponent.
As captain of Heaven Dou Royal Team, he immediately made his decision—his only purpose now was to hold Dai Mubai back for as long as possible.
If this Four-Ring Soul Ancestor got