For a moment, the students who had been fighting one another all turned their attention toward the golden pagoda at the center of the plaza.
Soul skills of every color poured down like a raging storm, bombarding the pagoda and erupting in ceaseless roars and dazzling flashes.
Yet the golden pagoda remained utterly still, like an eternal monument—unmoved by wind or rain.
Once everyone's attention had gathered on them, Li Changqing remained calm.
He even had the leisure to turn toward the three beside him and ask casually, "Well? Are you scared?"
Ye Guyi paused for a moment upon hearing that.
Then she let out a soft laugh. Pride gleamed in her golden eyes as she said disdainfully, "Scared? I don't even know how to write that word."
Jiang Nannan nodded lightly as well, a gentle smile appearing on her face. "Ever since what happened with those evil soul masters, I haven't been so afraid or worried about other people anymore. After all, compared to a Titled Douluo, just how formidable can they really be?"
Wang Dong immediately turned toward Jiang Nannan with a puzzled look. "Sister Nannan, what are you talking about? Evil soul masters? Titled Douluo? Why can't I understand any of this?"
Jiang Nannan smiled and gently patted her shoulder. "I'll tell you when there's a chance later. For now, focus on dealing with the situation in front of us."
Though Wang Dong was filled with curiosity, she knew this was not the time to press for answers. She could only nod and turn her attention back to the battlefield.
Li Changqing swept his gaze over the crowd before swiftly laying out their plan. "I'll take Bei Bei and Dai Huabin's team. Guyi and Nannan, handle the other teams. Wang Dong, support and disrupt them while coordinating