There was no other reason: Ma Xiaotao truly owed Chen Ping her life, and he had saved that life with a soul tool, at that.
Although, by now, looking down on soul tools had become something of a habit for Ma Xiaotao.
But when Ma Xiaotao put her seldom-used, ninety-nine-percent-new little brain to work, she could still understand how formidable soul tools were.
Dai Yueheng, meanwhile, was secretly enjoying himself on the sidelines without letting it show. He no longer had any prejudice against soul tools, so Chen Ping could not single him out.
As the match drew closer, the atmosphere among the spectators grew increasingly heated.
This was the knockout stage, and the round of sixteen at that. Losing meant leaving the tournament, while every victory meant a major step forward in the rankings.
Without question, every academy competing here would give it everything they had under these circumstances.
"Round of sixteen, first match: Shrek Advanced Soul Master Academy versus Dou Ling Royal Advanced Soul Master Academy. Both teams, enter the waiting area and prepare for the match."
The Star Luo Emperor, Xu Jiawei, had arrived atop the Imperial City walls early, as though nothing had happened yesterday.
Well, compared with his usual self, Xu Jiawei was still a little different today: he had appeared with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.
Clearly, dealing with Cheng Gang yesterday had most likely kept Xu Jiawei up late. Just what time he had gone to bed was hard to say.
Under Wang Yan's lead, Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, Yao Haoxuan, Chen Ping, Ning Tian, Xu Sanshi, and Jiang Nannan followed him into the waiting area.
Chen Ping had originally not planned to compete today, but that whatever-it-was Dragon Emperor's Domain Bei Bei had unleashed outright had consumed far too