Emperor Team

The soul battles ended. Eight team members had taken part in one-on-one soul battles, with five wins and three losses. Barely acceptable.

Yang Ming swept his gaze over everyone and said solemnly, "Those who won, don't get arrogant. Those who lost, seriously reflect on it! Rest well tonight. We continue tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Everyone dragged their exhausted bodies out of the Great Soul Arena.

By then, night had deepened, and the group returned to the academy beneath the moonlight.

After returning to the academy, everyone went their separate ways, heading back to their dormitories to meditate and cultivate, digesting the gains from the night.

One month later.

The Beast Academy Team had completely gone wild in the Great Soul Arena.

Ever since defeating the Blood Wolf Team in their first match, this young team from Beast Academy had swept through the team battle zone of Balak City Great Soul Arena like an unsheathed blade.

Over the course of a month, they had won thirty matches in a row without a single defeat!

For a time, the Beast Academy Team was unmatched in fame throughout Balak City.

Every night, the Great Soul Arena's spectator stands were packed, all for the chance to witness this rising team's brilliance.

Rumors had even begun circulating among the Soul Masters of neighboring Suotuo City: "A monster academy team has appeared in Balak City."

Over the past month, Zhang Fei truly had never made a move.

Every night, he appeared at the Soul Arena on time, sitting in the waiting room and watching every battle.

During the day, he unwaveringly followed his cultivation plan.

Meditation, spear practice, and practical sparring with his teachers.

Through day-after-day tempering, his Soul Power had risen to level forty-four, and his foundation was exceptionally solid.

The atmosphere in the waiting room was