Today was destined to be Spirit City's liveliest day of the year, for the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament, which had drawn everyone's attention, would reach its most thrilling climax today.
Over their last few matches, Jia Nan Academy had clearly demonstrated their astonishing strength to everyone. Today was also the day the two teams competing in the finals would be decided.
Precisely for that reason, the crowd gathered in the square before the Pope's Hall was almost twice as large as on previous days. These spectators were not all students from the participating academies; many were Soul Masters who had traveled from afar after hearing of the tournament's fame.
As inhabitants of the Douluo Continent, they knew perfectly well that these two days were Spirit City's busiest time of the year. Naturally, they would not lightly miss such an eagerly anticipated event.
"Elder Yu, I imagine you thought I hadn't seen through your scheme just now, didn't you? Were you waiting for our Jia Nan Academy to severely injure every member of Spirit Hall Academy, then seize the opportunity to take advantage of them? With your fighting strength completely intact, you could easily defeat them and advance to the finals, right?"
"You might even have been secretly laughing at me, thinking that a mere teenager like me couldn't possibly match the Horn of Wisdom in scheming. Whatever I did, I would be helping you anyway, wouldn't I?"
Those calm, simple words drifted slowly across the square before the Pope's Hall, slightly unsettling the harmonious atmosphere that pervaded it.
Outside the arena, countless Soul Masters looked toward the black-robed youth standing on the platform with his hands behind his back, each wearing a different expression and harboring different feelings.
"Xiao Yan, you... don't go too far." At those words,