The discussion in the stands grew even louder. The academy elites, already crushed by Xiao Wu, all felt like life had lost its meaning. What was going on? Monsters like these were appearing in groups!
Meanwhile, on the Heaven Dou Empire's side, people began mocking Xiao Wu.
"Pfft, does she really think being a Soul King makes her so impressive? Look at Spirit Hall—they have three!"
"In my opinion, those people are the real geniuses. She's just a commoner who got lucky!"
"Exactly. She said they were guaranteed to win, but the outcome will probably be the same as before."
The Heaven Dou Empire's nobles had always monopolized all the Empire's resources. Naturally, they disliked outstanding students like Xiao Wu, who truly came from commoner backgrounds, because people like her would take away benefits that should have belonged to them.
But the Heaven Dou Empire nobles' words were also the general consensus among everyone present. After all, Spirit Hall's overwhelming strength had long been ingrained in people's minds, and they had three Soul King-level experts as well.
The elders and bishops of Spirit Hall were all very pleased to hear such praise.
This was the true strength of Spirit Hall. How could those decaying empires possibly compare?
Yet no amount of mockery or ridicule from the audience affected Meng Chen. He looked at Hu Liena and Xie Yue on the arena and recalled their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
"Demon Charm."
If Xiao Wu and the others were enveloped by the domain created through their Martial Soul fusion, it would be hard to guarantee that they would not be injured—or that something worse would not happen.
With that thought, Meng Chen said gravely, "Xiao Wu, Tianheng, all of you go down. I'll take this match alone."
Yu Tianheng's brows immediately furrowed.