The opening day of the new All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Soul Fighting Tournament finally arrived beneath the gaze of countless eager spectators.
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Inside the enormous circular arena, the stands were already a sea of people. Spectators from across the continent clamored, and the air brimmed with fervor and anticipation.
At the center of the arena stood the competition platform, polished smooth as a mirror and inscribed with intricate soul tool runes. A broad stretch of ground had been left open around it for the competing teams to enter.
A long horn blast rang out, shaking the clouds.
The 167 teams began entering one after another. Leading the procession, naturally, were the previous tournament's champion and runner-up-Shrek Academy and the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.
Their uniforms were distinctive, and their members strode with heads held high, basking in the cheers and attention pouring in from every direction. This was the glory that belonged to the strong.
Powerful sects with deep foundations, such as the Star Crown Sect, which represented the Star Luo Empire, also occupied positions near the front, immediately behind the champion and runner-up.
Meanwhile, obscure sects founded solely to enter the tournament, such as the Holy Spirit Sect, along with the Tang Sect, which had declined for thousands of years, could only enter among the last few rows.
Dai Youheng wore the Star Crown Sect's Twinkling Star Robe and walked near the front of his team, his posture straight and proud. His calm gaze swept across the arena before settling on the rear of the procession.
There, he saw the Tang Sect's team, now reduced to six members. Bei Bei had yet to recover from his severe injuries and could not attend. Thanks to Dai Youheng's intervention, however, Huo Yuhao had escaped the fate of being