The first semifinal, which should have been thrilling and spectacular, ended in a hasty anticlimax. Filled with anger tinged with disappointment, the spectators waited until afternoon.
The sky grew increasingly gloomy.
At last, a change in the Rest Area perked up every spectator.
The afternoon's second semifinal was finally about to begin.
The spectators gradually grew excited again. After the morning's farce, their opposition to the Holy Spirit Sect had deepened further.
Naturally, they threw their support behind its opponent, the Snow Demon Sect, even though that team also came from a foreign land.
"Snow Demon Sect, victory!"
Once someone shouted it, others kept joining in, and the stands that had fallen silent erupted once more.
The VIP Stand.
Xu Tianran asked Zhongli Wu, "Imperial Preceptor, what do you think the Holy Spirit Sect Team's chances are against the Body Sect?"
Zhongli Wu's voice was somewhat low. "Your Highness, I'm afraid they have no more than a fifty percent chance."
Xu Tianran was slightly surprised. "Imperial Preceptor, do you consider them inferior to the Body Sect?"
He knew that the Imperial Preceptor before him was extremely confident. Moreover, every member of the Holy Spirit Sect Team was not only an Evil Soul Master with bloody methods, but also a Six-Ring Soul Emperor.
Such a terrifying lineup was unprecedented even across the Soul Master Tournament's ten-thousand-year history.
Zhongli Wu said, "Your Highness, there is something you don't know. Not only has the Body Sect's Long Aotian become a Seven-Ring Soul Sage, but he has also achieved the extremely rare and powerful Silver Tier awakening of his body martial soul. Whether in strength, defense, or speed, he is no weaker than a Soul Douluo.
Though he spoke warily of Long Aotian, Zhongli Wu's attention remained fixed on Huo Qiu'er.
This match was