The third day of the tournament arrived as scheduled.
In the solo match arena, Chen An's opponent was a Three-Ring Soul Elder.
He deliberately held back and dragged the fight out for a full minute before ending it, smoothly advancing to the next round of the solo event.
Meanwhile, Tang Wuling successfully reached the finals of the forging competition.
The afternoon's three-person team elimination matches also came to an end. The Class Zero team secured a spot in the next round. Next came the highly anticipated five-person team competition.
The five-person event was held to far higher standards than the three-person matches, and the stands were even more crowded.
Inside the preparation lounge, Chen An studied the matchups on the soul guidance screen. After a moment, he turned to look at his four teammates.
"Everyone, confident?"
"Yes!" they answered in unison, their voices crisp and resolute.
A familiar scene from anime flashed through Chen An's mind. On impulse, he raised a hand and held out his palm.
Tang Wuling, Gu Yue, Xie Xie, and Xu Xiaoyan exchanged glances, then each placed a hand atop his.
"Class Zero will win!"
As their shout faded, the five of them walked side by side onto the broad stage under the gaze of tens of thousands.
Both the five-person and seven-person venues had only a single arena, meaning every eye in the stadium would be fixed on the match.
There would be no quiet exit. Soul guidance cameras would magnify every tiny movement, and countless eyes in the stands would witness everything they did.
Their team was the youngest group in the entire venue. The moment they appeared, they drew the attention of the whole audience.
As captain, Chen An stood at the very front of the team;
Xie Xie took the left flank,