Unfortunately, she still had an important mission to complete. She had to secure the championship of the finals.
Over the next three days, Jiang Chen spent most of his time with Qian Renxue in the hotel.
Three days later, early in the morning, all the participating academies rose early. After making all their preparations, they were led by staff arranged by Martial Soul Hall to the competition venue.
For these finals, Martial Soul Hall had specially constructed a competition arena located in the center of Spirit City.
The enormous arena had a diameter of a full hundred meters, leaving more than enough room for people to sprint across it freely.
The arena was built from hard granite and reinforced with numerous Soul Tools. As long as the attack did not exceed the level of a Soul Emperor, it would be impossible to damage the arena.
Such a massive project had cost an unimaginable amount of money. Only Martial Soul Hall possessed such boldness; the two great empires would never be willing to spend such vast resources.
This arena stood directly beneath Pope Palace, less than a thousand meters from Pope Mountain.
After entering the competition venue, Qian Renxue was invited to the VIP judges' seats, while Jiang Chen stood guard a short distance behind them.
Pope Palace stood across the arena from the judges' seats, and from where Jiang Chen stood, he could clearly see the entire competition grounds.
The finals had no entrance ceremony and no tiresome speeches. As soon as the academies entered, they were sent to draw lots.
Once the drawing was finished, the matches began immediately, without the slightest delay.
Jiang Chen crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall at an angle, his eyes slightly narrowed as he recalled the plot of