Selection Match 3

And that was indeed the case.

As the seven third-years swiftly prepared themselves, the other upperclassmen also began forming teams with nearby companions.

Then, vicious gazes turned toward Yue Ling's side, and the field split into two opposing forces.

On one side were the seven third-years; on the other were the fifteen fourth- and fifth-years.

Yet unlike their orderly formation, the upperclassmen shifted uncertainly, clearly not trusting the companions beside them.

Even if they had formed an alliance, it was only a temporary partnership.

At that moment, a smile curled at Dai Yueheng's lips. Seeing the opposing formation, he was eager to give it a try.

"Seven versus fifteen? Interesting."

Then his gaze turned fierce as he was the first to unleash his Martial Soul.

In an instant, golden fur covered his body, accompanied by a resounding tiger's roar.

Yellow, yellow, purple—three Spirit Rings descended beneath his feet.

Next came Yao Haoxuan and Gongyang Mo, who activated their Martial Souls together in perfect coordination.

The former's body suddenly expanded to over four meters tall, his muscles bulging as his entire body turned a heavy iron-gray. His eyes became a deep green, making him look like a gigantic ape standing in the arena.

Yellow, yellow, purple—three Spirit Rings emerged beneath his feet.

Gongyang Mo transformed into a half-dragon form: his long hair became seven-colored, translucent rainbow dragon wings spread behind his back, fine pale-white dragon scales covered his body, and his appearance was beautiful.

Xixi, Ling Luochеn, and Chen Zifeng also activated their Martial Souls. They each took their positions, staring intently at the upperclassmen and ready to strike at any moment.

Those upperclassmen refused to be outdone as well, activating their Martial Souls one after another. Yellow, yellow, purple—three Spirit Rings appeared beneath all of them, while one Soul Ancestor