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The earlier matches had all ended.
The private room's heavy hardwood door swung open soundlessly. Ji Boda's handsome figure entered first, a faint trace of dust stirred by surging soul power still clinging to his robes. Several other members of the Golden Generation followed, with Lian Shouzhong behind them.
Shi Fei'ang entered last, pulling the door shut behind him. He leaned in the shadow of the doorframe, his knuckles tapping the wood grain intermittently, though his gaze had long since settled on the Soul Fighting Platform below.
It was the final match.
Heaven Dou against Moonlight. The weight of the closing battle hung heavily over the vast, circular Soul Fighting Arena, and even the roaring crowd carried a taut sense of anticipation.
Inside the private room, however, attention was focused on the soul masters taking the stage for both sides.
He Qiang's gaze swept over the Heaven Dou Team as they formed up, then abruptly stopped on the last figure. His thick, sword-like brows drew sharply together, like a blade cleaving downward, and his presence spread silently. "It's him?!"
Beside him, Zhu Wuneng was munching on a piece of fruit. At those words, he immediately followed He Qiang's gaze, curiosity written across his plump face. "Who? That new face on the Heaven Dou Team..."
It was a lean, powerfully built young man with a cold, hard face, standing on the flank of Heaven Dou's formation.
"Let me see..." He narrowed his eyes and checked the announcer's information. "Rend Wind and Thunder Wolf, level 46, Xiao Che!"
He Qiang nodded, a trace of complicated emotion almost imperceptible in his voice. "Yes. I didn't expect him to have reached level 46."
Zhu Wuneng smacked his lips. "His manifested martial soul has azure fur and a