Qin Ming instinctively looked toward Meng Shenji and the other two education committee members.
Surprise showed in the three committee members' eyes, but they did not stop it—and could not have stopped it.
Yu Tianheng shouted, "Get on the stage!"
Before his voice had faded, he stepped onto the five-meter-high Soul Fighting Arena.
The arena was built from hard black stone, forty meters in diameter, and could withstand battles at the Soul King level.
Before going to the major Soul Fighting Arenas to gain experience,
he had spent every day here honing his techniques and improving his skills with Heavenly Micro Grade teachers.
Heh...
Yu Tianheng smiled disdainfully. This arrogant brat who had never seen the world really thought Soul Power was everything.
I'll teach you what true strength is!
He stood in the center of the arena,
waiting leisurely for Xia Yan, already seeming to see Xia Yan's miserable defeat.
Perhaps the three education committee members would, for Xia Yan's sake, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's reputation, and their relationship with the imperial family, persuade him not to publicize Xia Yan's crushing defeat...
Heh...
The Imperial Dou team exchanged glances. The way things had developed had completely exceeded everyone's expectations,
even those of the three education committee members.
As Xia Yan leaped onto the Soul Fighting Arena,
the Imperial Dou team's gazes kept darting between him and Yu Tianheng. Yu Feng clenched her fists, unable to hide the anticipation on her face. Of the Shi Brothers, Shi Mo looked stern yet expectant, while Shi Mo looked expectant yet stern.
Ye Lingling's delicate face remained expressionless, but inwardly she cried, Sister Yan, it's such a pity you didn't come.
Qin Ming hesitated for a moment, then leaned close and said to Xia Yan:
"Tianheng's martial soul is the Blue