"This..." Sun Yunhai fell silent for a moment as information surfaced in his mind. It concerned the Flying Sword Case, and only then did he realize just how powerful the Soul Tool on his back was.
"Go," Jiang Hai said.
The students of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy had already reached the waiting area. Aside from the siblings Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen, all of them were unfamiliar faces.
"Let's go!" Sun Yunhai led the East Cang Academy team into the waiting area. Some of the gravity faded from his expression. At least at this moment, he would feel no fear.
"East Cang actually drew the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy right away. Interesting, very interesting!" In the crowd, someone could not help laughing as they watched East Cang's seven members emerge.
After all, East Cang had only one Soul King this time, much like in the previous tournament. Yet this team and the last were worlds apart.
"Without that Evil Soul Master, East Cang's luck has run out. The defending champions won't even survive the first round of the knockout stage. This might be the biggest joke in the history of the Soul Fighting Tournament!"
"Hmph, just one Soul King. They only got lucky last time. Now they'll be beaten back into their true form!"
"East Cang Academy... The Sun Moon Empire really has no shame..."
"The winner is king, that's all. With East Cang's strength, they wouldn't have gotten far anyway. A garbage academy is a garbage academy!"
Discussion rippled through the crowd, most of it gloating, though some voiced doubts. But one thing they said was true: the winner was king.
"Boss!" At East Cang Academy's side, Zhao Dongsu's face flushed red with anger as he listened to the gossip.
"Don't get angry. The