After the first day's team soul fighting ended, the members of the Imperial Fighting Team registered their points amid cheers, collected their rewards, and left the Soto Great Soul Arena together.
As they filed out, they noticed many spectators whispering about them and casting envious glances their way.
The seven did not linger. They hurried out of the crowd, met up with Qin Ming and Xiao Yan, and quickly left the Great Soul Arena's grounds.
Xiao Yan and Ye Lingling walked at the back of the group. Just as they were about to leave the Soto Great Soul Arena, Xiao Yan suddenly paused. With a slight frown, he turned and looked toward the arena's shadows.
There seemed to be a pair of purple eyes lurking there.
"What's wrong?" Ye Lingling asked in confusion.
Xiao Yan pondered for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and replied mildly, "Nothing. Let's go back and rest."
The two quickened their steps and caught up with Qin Ming and the others.
After leaving the noisy grounds of the Soto Great Soul Arena and returning to the inn, Qin Ming gathered everyone in one room.
Looking at his somewhat tired but thoroughly excited students, Qin Ming asked calmly, "What did you learn from today's soul fighting?"
"Learn? I felt our opponents were too weak. They couldn't compare with the soul masters in our Heaven Dou Imperial City," Dugu Yan said disdainfully.
"Tian Heng, what about you?"
Yu Tianheng said, "We defeated them so quickly because they underestimated us. We should take that as a warning. A careful helmsman keeps his ship sailing for ten thousand years."
At those words, a smile gradually spread across Qin Ming's slightly stiff face. Apart from Xiao Yan, everyone instinctively rubbed their eyes. It had been a long time since they