East Cang Academy, whose full name was East Cang Arts and Soul Master Academy-an academy that placed arts before soul masters-had made history for the first time. It had defeated formidable teams such as Tianlong, Dou Ling Empire, and Di'ao Academy in succession to reach the semifinals, undoubtedly becoming the greatest dark horse of this Soul Fighting Tournament.
Since ancient times, the semifinals of the Soul Fighting Tournament had almost exclusively belonged to the imperial academies of the four great empires and Shrek Academy. Few other teams had ever made it that far, but now East Cang Academy had earned that honor.
However, the tournament was still ongoing, and their journey through the Soul Fighting Tournament had not yet ended.
With the quarterfinals concluded, the four teams advancing to the semifinals were Shrek Academy, Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, Star Luo Empire Royal Soul Master Academy, and East Cang Academy.
The draw for the semifinal matchups would not take place until just before the matches began the following day.
Star Emperor Hotel, conference room.
Wu Tong looked at the exhausted faces before him. Their victory over Di'ao Academy had owed a great deal to luck. He had to admit that Di'ao Academy was a formidable opponent; in some respects, it was fully strong enough to reach the semifinals.
Wu Tong also had to admit that, having come this far, East Cang Academy had reached its limit. It was only a small academy, after all, and its foundations could not even compare to those of any team that had advanced from the round-robin stage.
Wu Tong said, "Children, I should thank you. You were the ones who led East Cang Academy to its current glory. Every one of you is the pride of East Cang Academy!"
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