Two days later, after school, Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong received a notice from Wang Yan.
"The Core Disciples of our class, stay behind. You'll be coming with me to the Soul Dueling Zone shortly. The other students may leave."
Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong immediately perked up.
They had already learned from Mu En about the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, so they naturally guessed at once why Wang Yan had called for them.
They followed Wang Yan to the entrance of the Soul Dueling Zone. Sure enough, more than ten people had already gathered there. Including the second year students, there were a full twenty-eight of them, all Core Disciples of Shrek Academy's Outer Court.
Most of them looked puzzled, unsure why the academy had suddenly assembled them.
At that moment, a swaying figure reeking of alcohol appeared before them, holding a battered wine gourd in one hand and a chicken leg in the other.
Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong's expressions shifted slightly when they saw him.
Perhaps the other students did not recognize this scruffy old man, but they knew him all too well. The Vice Head of Sea God's Pavilion had left a deep impression on them with his aggressive demeanor last year.
Xuan Zi let out a drunken belch, ignored the students' astonished gazes, and called out, "Little Wang."
Wang Yan hurried forward.
"Elder Xuan."
Xuan Zi took a bite of the chicken leg and asked, "Is everyone here?"
Wang Yan nodded respectfully.
"Everyone is present. There are twenty-seven Core Disciples from the Martial Soul Department, from the second year through the fifth year, and only one from the Soul Engineering Department."
"Mm, then go in."
With that, Xuan Zi turned and walked into the Soul Dueling Zone.
The Core