(Second update)
Papal Hall, council chamber.
Pope Bibi Dong sat upright in the seat of honor. Ju Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei sat to her left and right, while the seven members representing Spirit Hall Academy stood before them.
Caesar stood at the front, with Xie Yue, Yan, and Hu Liena half a step behind him.
Spirit Hall had deep reserves. After receiving the best treatment, the injuries sustained by the team members had all healed.
However, while their physical injuries had recovered, the psychological trauma Yang Ming had inflicted upon them was not so easily healed.
They had once been the peerless prodigies of the Golden Generation, brimming with confidence. Yet after Yang Ming had crushed them so utterly, their former pride had been ruthlessly trampled into the dirt. They all hung their heads now, their morale at rock bottom.
There were no outsiders here, so Pope Bibi Dong had no need to keep up appearances. Her face darkened as she slammed her scepter heavily against the floor with a bang, saying in a deep voice:
"I am very disappointed in your performance in today's individual matches."
Every team member, including Caesar, stiffened. They lowered their heads to their chests and did not dare raise their eyes toward Pope Bibi Dong.
A single sentence from the Pope was enough to make the seven of them feel as though they were treading on thin ice, showing just how formidable Bibi Dong's authority was.
Ghost Douluo Gui Mei's somewhat gloomy voice rang out from beside the Pope at just the right moment.
"You should all understand what this match means. It is not merely an opportunity for you to make a name for yourselves; it also determines the ownership of three Soul Bones and an Elder Token. Spirit