Another day had passed!
The sun shone brightly over the plaza before Pope Hall. Weather like this was perfect for the soul master tournament.
The captains of the remaining teams went up to draw lots.
Su Chen went up and drew one. Perhaps luck had something to do with it, because he drew the Spirit Hall Team.
His lips curled into a smile, and he raised his hand to wave the slip of paper at Hu Liena.
"Just as you wished, our teams are facing each other today. Ah, what a shame. Your Spirit Hall Team won't have a chance to reach the finals this time."
Hu Liena's face flushed slightly, not from embarrassment, but from anger. She glared defiantly at Su Chen.
"We don't know who'll win yet!"
"Maybe your Heaven Dou Team Two will be the ones missing out on the finals."
"Before you start boasting, try breaking through my brother's and my Martial Soul Fusion Skill first."
Su Chen chuckled. "Then let's settle it in the arena. Give it everything you've got and entertain me, or this soul master tournament will be a little too boring."
Hu Liena gritted her teeth in fury. She had been an exceptional talent since childhood, and no young genius had ever put this much pressure on her.
"Su Chen, just you wait!"
With that, Hu Liena turned and returned to her teammates, her waist swaying gently.
Su Chen smiled and left the arena as well.
Up at Pope Hall, Qian Daoliu thought grimly, This is bad. Their Spirit Hall Team had drawn Heaven Dou Team Two, and their prospects looked bleak. Spirit Hall's reputation was in jeopardy. They might not even reach the finals this time, let alone contend for a place in the top three.
The thought left Qian Daoliu