The day before the Tournament began.
The Shrek Team and the Tang Sect team finally arrived in Mingdu together.
Despite the two teams having different names.
Both were essentially made up of students from Shrek Academy.
Thus, to prevent any mishaps along the way.
Seven Sea God Pavilion Elders, led by Elder Song, had chosen to escort both teams together.
As for Xuan Zi.
Given the terrifying curse that casualties were inevitable whenever he led a team.
To avoid repeating their past mistakes.
At the Sea God Pavilion Meeting, the Elders had voted and decided.
The two teams and their escorts would leave first, while Xuan Zi would set out three days later.
As the capital of the Sun Moon Empire.
Mingdu had an enormous population and streets packed with pedestrians.
Moreover, this Tournament was being held here, and the rules had been changed to allow sects to compete as well.
That had drawn even more people to the city.
It was noon.
The busiest time for pedestrian traffic.
The Tang Sect team and the Shrek Team hovered in the air, surrounded almost entirely by people using Flying Soul Tools.
"Why are these Soul Tools like a swarm of locusts? There are way too many of them." Wang Dong looked miserable, uncomfortable from head to toe.
Suffering from selective Soul Tool aversion.
He was currently wondering.
If I accidentally touch one of these Soul Tools, will I drop dead on the spot?
After all, only Soul Tools of the same models used by Ancestor Tang San would not trigger his rejection response.
And after he had resumed his female identity.
He felt that his condition had grown even worse. Now, even looking at these Soul Tools a little longer would sour his mood considerably.
Normally, things were manageable at Shrek.