Although the outcome had already been decided, the tournament rules required all matches to be completed. After a brief rest, the final event—and the one worth the most points—the full-scale ten-on-ten battle, was about to begin.
Both sides sent out their fighters again. Flower-Washing Valley still fielded the same full roster of ten main members, only making slight positional adjustments for a few who had expended more energy in the five-on-five matches. Su Qingshuang and Mu Qinglin continued to anchor the midfield and rear. The Golden Saber Sect, however, seemed almost tragic. Every member still capable of fighting took the field, including the two lightly injured Soul Emperors, as well as Jin Feng and the two Soul Sages, whose Soul Power had been heavily depleted but whose fighting spirit remained unbroken. Their gazes were resolute. Even knowing that hope was slim, they would fight for their sect's honor until the very end.
"Ten-on-ten, final match—begin!"
The moment the battle began, it presented an entirely different sight from before. The Golden Saber Sect's ten members employed no complicated tactics. At Jin Feng's roar, all of them erupted with Soul Power, charging at Flower-Washing Valley's formation like ten wounded beasts in a suicidal assault! Saber light blazed, their momentum fierce and tragic, carrying a faint air of mutual destruction.
"The Golden Saber Sect is using its last hot blood to defend its dignity." Someone in the stands was moved.
Facing this tragic charge, Flower-Washing Valley remained composed. Su Qingshuang's Moonlight Tassel: Thorn Prison spread out once more, but over a wider range. Its control seemed adjusted in response to the enemy's desperate resolve; rather than pursuing absolute restraint, it focused on slowing their momentum and splitting their formation. Mu Qinglin's Moon-Prison Thorns, meanwhile, targeted Jin Feng and the Golden Armor Shield Soul