On the first day of the assessment, staff members would lead them to the Soul Fighting Arena.
Each group had its own separate venue, and the matchups for the assessment were announced on the day itself, leaving no Soul Master any chance to prepare in advance.
The first match of Group Seventeen was Tie Wu against Yan Yu.
"You're from the Spirit Hall branch in Northland City. I've heard of you, but with your Soul Power Level at thirty-eight, you can't possibly be my opponent."
As the two stepped onto the fighting platform, Yan Yu spoke with an arrogant expression. He was a four-ring Soul Ancestor, one of the few Soul Ancestors among the young Soul Masters taking part in this assessment.
He certainly had the right to be arrogant. As for how Yan Yu knew his Soul Power Level, Tie Wu had already figured out the answer.
"The Soul Fight hasn't even begun, and you already think you'll win? Aren't you a little too confident?" Tie Wu said.
Yan Yu glanced toward the VIP seats outside the fighting platform. He had received insider information.
Soul Masters from Spirit Hall would be watching the assessment today. This was a rare opportunity to show off his abilities.
Several Soul Masters were indeed seated in the VIP section. They all looked young, and their eyes carried a subtle, barely noticeable arrogance.
"The quality of this assessment's participants is quite good. Say... Yan, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. He just looks a little familiar."
Yan's gaze lingered on Tie Wu for a long time. The resemblance in his features brought back unpleasant memories, and his fingers unconsciously clenched into a fist.
"Tsk."
On the fighting platform, Tie Wu's first and third Soul Rings lit up as he launched the first attack. Flames imbued with explosive