(PS: It's already been said that this is an alternate setting, so don't fuss over the details. Soul Power Levels and such don't matter—just enjoy it. Parallel universe.)
Early the next morning after the elimination rounds ended, the eight advancing teams gathered for the draw. Wang Dong stepped forward on behalf of her team and drew Group B.
The other three teams in their group were: one made up of senior students, with an average Soul Power Level above forty-five.
One was a heavily armored team specializing in defense. Its iron-wall formation, composed of five defense-type Soul Masters, was quite renowned in the outer court.
The last was an assassin team from the agility-attack division. Rumor had it that their captain was a genius student at the level of an agility-attack Soul King.
Wang Dong looked at the draw results, raised an eyebrow, then turned and returned to her team to tell her companions about their group. After hearing it, Wu Feng sneered. "Who cares who they are? We'll just fight them."
The group round-robin format had each team face the other three teams in its group once. A win earned two points, a loss earned none, and the top two teams in total points advanced to the finals.
The schedule was extremely tight, with all three matches to be completed within three days. It was no small test of every team's stamina reserves and ability to adjust their tactics.
Their first match was against the senior-student team.
The opponents were indeed experienced. Right from the start, they adopted a seasoned attrition strategy, refusing to rush into an attack and instead constantly pulling back and harassing them to drain their Soul Power and stamina.
Tang Ya saw through their intentions immediately and decisively changed tactics.
Rather than allowing her team