Bonus chapter!
"Alright, next up is another one of our teams, the Ice-Fire Duo."
Wang Sheng and Dongfang Jinghan slowly walked onto the stage.
The arena instantly fell into an eerie silence.
If Wu Xiaodong and Nangong Feiyan's appearance before their match had drawn confusion, doubt, and amazement from the crowd—
Then now, everyone was completely dumbfounded.
Want to know why?
Come on, when Wu Xiaodong and Nangong Feiyan had appeared earlier, everyone had thought they were absurdly young.
But they could barely accept it, since Wu Xiaodong and Nangong Feiyan were only Two-Ring Soul Grandmasters.
This, however, was a three-ring Soul Elder match.
The key was that although Wang Sheng and Dongfang Jinghan looked somewhat older than their actual ages—
Even so, everyone could tell that they were still younger than Wu Xiaodong and Nangong Feiyan.
After that eerie silence, the audience erupted.
"Damn, I may not be a Soul Master, but I'm not illiterate either! Are you telling me these two kids, who look around ten, are Three-Ring Soul Elders? Are you crazy, or am I losing my mind?"
"Probably he's the one who's crazy!"
"Or maybe you're the one losing your mind."
"Hahaha, anyway, one of you has to be abnormal!"
"Isn't this complete bullshit? If they're Three-Ring Soul Elders, I'll fucking jump from here!"
"Hey, hey, hey, brother, take it easy. You're on the third-level viewing platform, ten meters above the ground. If you jump, you'll be crippled even if you don't die—unless you're an extremely powerful Soul Master!"
"What the hell is there to be afraid of? Could these two kids really be Three-Ring Soul Elders?"
"Brother, I'll say it again: take it easy! As the saying goes, better safe than sorry!"
"Ten-year-old Three-Ring Soul Elders? That isn't a one-in-ten-thousand chance—it's one in ten million.