Star Luo Great Soul Arena.
As the smoke on the field dispersed, ice spikes and earth spikes covered the ground, and two figures gradually emerged.
On the left, Chu Qing'er panted heavily. The longsword in her hand had already shattered, her face was pale, and her aura was weak. On the right, Xuan Tianming remained standing, continuously drawing energy from the earth through his legs to replenish himself. He was in relatively better condition.
"I... I lost." Chu Qing'er understood that she was already at the end of her strength, while her opponent clearly still had some energy left.
"Third match of the second round, victory to the Martial Soul Hall Team!!"
After the result was announced, Xuan Tianming stepped forward and stopped roughly two meters from Chu Qing'er. In a low voice, he said, "Miss Chu, you're very strong. My martial soul is rather special—so long as I'm standing on the ground, I can continuously draw energy from it. I had the advantage of the terrain. If this had been a land of ice and snow, I might not have been your match."
Hearing this, Chu Qing'er gave a bitter smile before raising her head. "A loss is a loss. I, Chu Qing'er, can accept defeat. If there's a chance in the future, I hope we can spar again."
"If the opportunity arises, I'll be glad to oblige," Xuan Tianming said with a smile.
"Pah... shameless bastard!" Another complaint rang out from the spectator seats.
Seeing even the strongest member of their team defeated, Skywater Academy's team-leading teacher sighed and said to the referee:
"For the next two matches, Skywater Academy forfeits. We voluntarily enter the Loser's Bracket."
The referee nodded and announced, "The Martial Soul Hall Team wins the second-round individual matches and advances."
"Next match: Star Luo