A Soul Emperor in the Competition? Have You No Shame?

"Slime Team captain, Dai Mubai, Level 43 Assault-type Battle Soul Ancestor."

Dai Mubai stepped forward, putting on a courteous appearance.

"Element Team captain, Shui Bing'er, Level 65 Assault-type Battle Soul Emperor."

Shui Bing'er's tone did not waver in the slightest, as if she were merely stating an ordinary fact.

Her words struck like thunder from a clear sky, and the entire arena instantly fell into deathly silence.

The expressions on the spectators' faces froze. Many subconsciously rubbed their ears, suspecting they had misheard.

"Si-sixty-five? A Soul Emperor?"

"Did I hear that right? How could a Soul Emperor participate in the Spirit Master Competition? At that level, she could already be an academy instructor!"

Cries of shock rose one after another. The once-noisy arena was now filled only with the sound of people drawing sharp breaths.

The members of the Slime Team underwent a drastic change in expression, their faces turning utterly unsightly.

In this Spirit Master Competition, Soul King-level contestants were already considered top-tier.

Though they felt pressure, they could still barely accept it.

But a Soul Emperor?

That was simply an opponent on an entirely different level!

Did the Element Team have no shame?

Sending a Soul Emperor to compete—were they supposed to let anyone else play?

"Both sides, prepare to activate your Martial Souls. The match will officially begin in one minute."

The referee was stunned for a moment before recovering and raising his Soul Tool to announce it.

The Slime Team instantly entered a battle-ready state.

The team members quickly adjusted their positions, forming a well-coordinated formation.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun stood at the very front.

The former was responsible for frontal assault, while the latter prepared to unleash fire-type soul skills.

Tang San and Oscar followed closely behind. One handled control and support, while the