Today's arena was especially lively. After all, it was already the semifinals, and only four teams remained.
That morning, Spirit Academy had already defeated their opponents and advanced smoothly into the finals.
Spirit Academy's luck was truly good. Aside from Godwind Academy, they had not encountered any strong opponents along the way. The Golden Generation alone had carried them through with ease.
Lin Ya had always suspected that Spirit Hall had rigged the drawing! After all, the opponents they had faced along the way had basically all been seeded teams favored to win the championship, or at least teams with the strength to reach the quarterfinals.
But it did not matter. In any case, it made no difference to Heaven Dou Academy's teams.
"Today's match is Heaven Dou's first team versus Heaven Dou's second team."
"Exactly. That makes it pretty boring. Everyone knows the second team is made up of the people the first team passed over."
"That's right, that's right. I bet that as soon as the two teams step onto the stage, the second team will surrender."
"Damn it, then didn't I buy this ticket for nothing?"
"Not necessarily. Maybe the two teams will put on a fake fight for show. At the very least, they'll yell that they're going to kill each other, then use a couple of soul skills for everyone to see."
"That works too. We're already here..."
All the spectators fixed their eyes on the arena.
At that moment, one figure after another emerged from the entrance.
The same uniforms, the same presence, the same bearing—they were clearly from the same place.
And they shared another title... the Twelve Superior Vessels!
Aside from Xue Beng, who was only there to make up the numbers...
Thirteen figures split into two sides at once. Upon seeing