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Under the focused gazes of one hundred and twenty thousand spectators, fervent cheers mingled with excited shouts, savage hostility, composed scrutiny, the teasing amusement of onlookers, and the deep reserve of those waiting to see what happened next.
Calm and unruffled, Donghuang Xiuyi drifted lightly and slowly down from above, like a fairy descending from the nine heavens into the mortal world.
Her cool gaze swept over the Heaven Dou Academy team members sprawled every which way. Without lingering, she turned and headed toward the competitors' passage.
Her steps still carried that peculiar, unfathomably languid rhythm.
With every step she took, the seven phantom vines behind her, each different in shape and radiating tremendous power, silently faded one after another like an ink painting losing its color.
The entire scene possessed an indescribable air of annihilation and ethereal remoteness.
By then, the Chang'an Team was already waiting at the entrance to the passage.
Their welcome resembled the one after the final match of the previous preliminary round, but their ranks had grown considerably.
They stood in two orderly lines, like walls defending the sacred way.
At the very end, in the center, stood Chen Xiaojun.
Without slowing, Xiao Yi walked straight toward the center of the welcoming formation.
As she entered the aisle formed by the two rows of teammates, the Chang'an Team's Seven Heroes and Nine Talents, along with the Canghui Three, raised their hands in unison and began clapping with a steady rhythm.
Amid the applause, vice-captain He Qiang was the first to bow. "Congratulations on your triumphant return, Donghuang."
Almost simultaneously, Chu Youwei, standing opposite him, bowed as well.
Then Ji Boda and Liu Ruyan exchanged a glance and bowed, followed by