Under Qian Chongling's covert manipulation, this year's Soul Master Tournament had become a golden age for the soul master world.
It also boasted the strongest competitors in the tournament's history.
Soul Ancestors could only watch from the stands, Soul Kings formed the core lineups, and even Soul Emperors made dazzling appearances.
The Galaxy Fleet, Seven-Star Team, Windfire Team, Skywater Team, Royal Dou Battle, Star Luo Team, and Shrek Team could all have swept their divisions in any previous tournament.
But now, only Spirit Hall's Galaxy Fleet and Seven-Star Team remained at the end.
It defied ordinary expectations, yet was exactly what everyone had expected.
As Xue Qinghe and Dai Weisi thought about how both the Galaxy Fleet and Seven-Star Team belonged to Spirit Hall's younger generation, their hearts slowly sank.
If all fourteen members of the Galaxy Fleet and Seven-Star Team matured, they would become at least fourteen Super Douluos.
Spirit Hall was already powerful enough, terrifying enough.
With another fourteen Super Douluos added to its ranks, how were their two great empires, Star Luo Empire and Heaven Dou, supposed to face an increasingly powerful Spirit Hall?
As the heirs to the two great empires, Xue Qinghe and Dai Weisi both knew that ambition had always grown in proportion to strength.
Xue Qinghe, Dai Weisi: We have it so hard.
On the arena floor, the match that would decide the championship was about to begin.
At this moment, the Seven-Star Team looked as though they were facing a formidable enemy, while the Galaxy Fleet appeared utterly relaxed.
That was right. This scene was nothing like what the other competing academies had imagined.
In truth, the Seven-Star Team was the weaker side.
Lü Lingqi smiled faintly and said, "We've fought you plenty of times, but this is our first time