The atmosphere inside Pope's Palace fell into a standstill, and the tournament grounds were much the same.
The difference was that every spectator in the arena held their breath, all so they would not miss the spectacular battle about to unfold—a championship-deciding clash that, for reasons unknown, had been forced to begin ahead of schedule.
Most of the people present were not fools. Aside from those still-naive academy students, anyone with eyes could see Spirit Hall's hidden plans.
Likewise, as the four Five-Ring Soul Kings whose cultivation realms had broken all past records in this tournament—even compared with the previous few tournaments—Bai Shasha of Blue Tyrant Academy and Spirit Hall's Golden Generation had long since reserved the champion and runner-up positions for their own teams in advance.
Especially after Bai Shasha had forcefully defeated Davis and Zhu Zhuyun, who had unleashed the Spirit Fusion Skill: Nether White Tiger, this had practically become common knowledge to everyone.
"Place your bets, place your bets—!"
"Right now, if the Martial Soul Academy Team wins, it's one to one. If the Blue Tyrant Academy Team wins, it's one to two... Old Zhao, Old Shao, Old Lu, Old Li, want to buy a few hands?"
In the rest area that had originally belonged to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team, Flender, who had come here to watch the match under the borrowed title of accompanying teacher for Heaven Dou Team One, watched Bai Shasha and the others on the stage prepare to summon their martial souls while enthusiastically making a quiet suggestion to Zhao Wuji, Shao Xin, and the others beside him.
At this, Zhao Wuji and the others cast Flender a deeply disdainful glance, then shifted their backsides to the side in tacit understanding, using that to show they were drawing a clear line