The day of the finals.
Today's match had drawn quite a bit of attention. Even if it was only the New Student Competition, neither of the two teams that had made it to the end would be simple.
Even the two deans of the Martial Soul Department and the Soul Tool Department, Yan Shaozhe and Qian Duoduo, had come in person to watch.
"Hey, Old Yan, who do you favor in today's match?" Qian Duoduo asked with a smile.
Yan Shaozhe said, "I still favor Dai Huabin's side. Although in terms of individual strength, Yuwen Tuo's actual combat ability is comparable to that of a Soul Ancestor, this match is a contest of overall strength. Dai Huabin's side is definitely stronger. Especially his two teammates—their strength isn't weak either. They both have the potential to enter the inner courtyard in the future."
"Most importantly, the trump card of the Dai and Zhu families of the Star Luo Empire is simply impossible to resist at the same level of strength. No matter how formidable Yuwen Tuo is, I don't favor him this time."
The referee walked into the spacious assessment area and beckoned to both sides, signaling them to enter.
Yuwen Tuo and his two teammates strode in proudly. On the other side, Dai Huabin took the lead as he entered the arena with the two girls.
The referee called both teams before him and said solemnly, "You're ready, right? During the match, you may attack your opponents with all your strength. There is no need to hold back; I will naturally control the extent of the match. Anyone I rescue from the competition area will be considered to have ended their match. Do you understand?"
"Understood," both sides answered in unison.
An incomparably intense fighting spirit, even killing intent, already