Spirit City, before the Pope's Hall.
Turning her head to look at the slightly lean young man in black robes, then seeing the confidence on his handsome face, Qian Renxue smiled sweetly. She loved that confidence of his.
"Stick to the original plan. Once the match starts, all of you fall back."
Looking toward the source of those venomous stares ahead, Xiao Yan turned his head slightly and spoke calmly to the others.
"Understood." The members of Jia Nan Academy immediately answered in unison.
In the spacious arena, the two teams faced each other from afar, one in black and the other in green, standing out starkly against the pale gray platform.
Compared with Jia Nan Academy's uniforms, Shrek Academy's shit-green uniforms, complete with toilet advertisements, looked downright ridiculous.
As the spectators watched the two sides face off, whispers erupted throughout the packed stands. Most of the people from the various academies knew about these two teams, which had clashed fiercely before.
The competition in the Heaven Dou Empire had established Jia Nan Academy as this tournament's dark horse. Shrek Academy, the loser, had suffered a considerable blow to its reputation. Now that they had met again, the road was truly narrow for these bitter rivals.
Xiao Yan merely smiled calmly at the whispers around him. With a slight turn of his palm, black light surged, and the enormous Heavy Xuan Ruler flashed into view. A casual swing sent a fierce gust scattering the dust on the ground in every direction.
Glancing at Tang San's shifting expression across from him, Xiao Yan smiled and abruptly pointed the Heavy Xuan Ruler forward. The oppressive wind howled, and he turned his gaze toward the raised platform before the Pope's Hall, murmuring, "Your Holiness, may we begin?"
Bibi Dong slowly rose at his