By the start of the second day, the sixty-four teams had been whittled down to sixteen, with forty-eight students in total.
It was fair to say that they were the finest handful of their peers across the entire Douluo Continent.
After drawing lots to determine their opponents for this round, there was still some time before the match began. Huo Yuhao and his two teammates did not talk; each had their own thoughts.
Xiao Xiao was the most nervous, but her reaction was also the most normal. She had originally lacked practical combat experience, but under the guidance of Huo Yuhao's spiritual detection radar, she had gradually begun developing her own combat instincts. At that moment, she was silently psyching herself up.
Wang Dong, meanwhile, had lowered her head in thought. She recalled yesterday's match against Ning Tian's team, and a question lingered in her mind, refusing to be answered.
What exactly had Huo Yuhao done?
Although she had pestered him relentlessly about it last night, and he had told her he had used Soul Shock at maximum power, Wang Dong did not quite believe him.
She had sensed something complex about Huo Yuhao's aura. It was not just yesterday; she had noticed it the first time their Soul Power merged.
A suspicion arose in her mind. Could Huo Yuhao be the same as me...?
Compared with Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao, Huo Yuhao was far more carefree. He was idly surveying his surroundings, looking at the other teams and the spectators outside the arena.
There were far more spectators today than yesterday. Before the matches had even begun, the viewing platform was already packed. The students sneaking in to watch had all skipped class and were not qualified to stand on the raised platform. Everyone up there was a