"Armor-Binding Sect, Dongfang Shu!"
A burly young man over two meters tall stepped onto the arena from the Armor-Binding Sect's side. Beneath his thin clothing, his muscles resembled sharply chiseled blocks of stone. Even simply standing there, he exerted an oppressive presence, yet his name sounded remarkably scholarly.
"Holy Spirit, Jiang Hai!"
When Jiang Hai walked out of the preparation area, everyone was astonished.
He was actually going first?
Those who knew Jiang Hai found it hard to believe, while for those who had heard his name, it evoked a very different set of memories.
No one who had witnessed those scenes could forget the dark horse who had defeated powerful opponents time and again five years ago. That youth who had faced the entire world as his enemy had now returned to the arena that belonged to him.
On the raised platform, Xu Tianran glanced at the Imperial Preceptor beside him. Zhongli Wu's expression remained calm, his indistinct features betraying no change, but Xu Tianran naturally understood what the Holy Spirit Sect represented. In truth, even he had hesitated when deciding to let them compete.
After announcing their names, Jiang Hai and Dongfang Shu of the Armor-Binding Sect returned to the edges of the arena.
The referee nodded and slowly raised his right hand. Once he confirmed that both sides were ready, he abruptly dropped his arm.
"Roar!" Dongfang Shu threw back his head and roared. His already two-meter-tall body rapidly swelled. Amid a series of cracks and pops, his muscles bulged and tore through his clothing. At the same time, thick iron plates emerged and fitted themselves to his body, forming a heavy suit of armor over three meters tall that made him resemble a mountain of steel.
The armor was only a Level 5 Soul Tool, but