Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the tournament's opening arrived.
Heaven Dou City buzzed with voices, its crowds more than twice as large as usual.
People from every corner of the Heaven Dou Empire arrived in an endless stream, having traveled here expressly to witness the continent's grand occasion.
Young people wearing academy team uniforms of every color were everywhere on the streets, flocking toward the Great Soul Arena in groups of three or five.
Roadside vendors shouted themselves hoarse selling commemorative tournament badges and booklets on the participating academies, their business so brisk that supply could not meet demand.
The competitors' rest area for the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament roared with voices.
The eight members of Blue Tyrant Academy's party had put on strange green hooded robes, with ugly-cute designs printed across their backs, along with a line of large lettering.
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The spectators outside the arena burst into laughter at the group's peculiar outfits, and jeers rang out one after another.
"Hahaha, this team's uniforms are hideous beyond belief!"
"Are they clowns putting on a show? Surely they're just here for laughs!"
Ma Hongjun clenched his fists, veins throbbing at his temples, his heart brimming with pent-up frustration. "I just want to die..."
Oscar looked utterly done with life and sighed quietly. "Accept your fate. Dressed like this, we really can't blame anyone for laughing. We can only blame our accursed dean."
Standing in front of them, Flender heard the surrounding mockery. Rather than feeling the slightest shame, he shouted with self-righteous conviction, "What do you know! Our Blue Tyrant Academy is going to win the championship! How can you call these uniforms strange? This is innovative design! This