Chapter 51 Xu Wei: You two don't need to lift a finger.
"Shui Ling?!"
Upon hearing this name, Ling recalled the little girl she had met in the Jingyang Mountains.
"I know her. I met her when I was getting my second spirit ring. We broke through on the same day."
Xu Tianyi and Xu Wei both turned their gazes towards each other, never expecting such a coincidence.
Xu Wei quickly asked, "Sister Ling, do you know what her martial soul is?"
Kong Ling searched her memory for the scene from back then, and finally shook her head: "She didn't reveal her martial spirit, so I don't know what it is."
At this moment, Kong Xuan reminded her, "Her second spirit ring was obtained from a nearly thousand-year-old Soul Shadow Spider. I think it should be a control-type spirit."
"His second spirit ring is nearly a thousand years old. It seems he's another formidable opponent!"
Xu Wei's expression turned serious; Kong Ling's thousand-year soul skill had left a deep impression on him.
"snort!"
Kong Ling snorted coldly, then remembered how her grandfather had compared her to Shui Ling.
"So what if it's nearly a thousand years? My second soul skill is a true thousand-year skill, and my brother's two soul skills are both thousand-year skills!"
"That's right!" Xu Wei was greatly encouraged upon hearing this: "With Brother Xuan and Sister Ling around, I'm not afraid of any opponent from the Second Ring!"
However, Kong Xuan's next words interrupted Xu Wei's hearty laughter.
"Don't get too excited. I won't make a move unless I encounter a really tough opponent."
"So don't think that everything will be fine just because I'm here. This competition is also a test of your strength."
Xu Wei was taken aback for a moment, then his face lit up with a smile again. "Hey, Xuan-ge, don't be so serious. I'm not the kind of person who only knows how to rely on others."
Kong Xuan glanced at him: "That would be best."
While Kong Xuan and his group were studying their opponents' information, groups from other academies' Soul Master classes were also studying their information.
It's really hard for Kong Xuan, the class monitor, to go unnoticed.
Putting everything else aside, the first and second spirit rings, each a thousand years old, are enough to make anyone lose the courage to fight.
For the first time, these geniuses from various academies experienced an overwhelming defeat.
However, at the same time, Kong Xuan was naturally regarded as their most powerful opponent and was the focus of their attention.
The next day, before the morning mist had even dissipated, the plaza of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy was already bustling with activity.
Twenty-seven teams from all over the country gathered here, their colorful college flags fluttering in the wind.
Under the guidance of the academy teachers, the teams from each academy entered the Great Soul Arena in the very center of the Soul Guidance Zone in turn, where the subsequent matches would take place.
The teams from each college sat in the stands according to their respective areas. With only a little over six hundred people in total, the stands still seemed somewhat empty.
Kong Xuan sat in his class's line, his eyes fixed straight ahead.
On a high platform floating in mid-air, Dean Jing Hongchen stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a dark red robe.
To be honest, Kong Xuan hadn't expected Jing Hongchen to appear in such a competition between novice Soul Masters.
After a passionate and inspiring speech, Jing Hongchen's gaze swept across the entire arena, and his voice, brimming with soul power, resounded in every corner: "The National Soul Master Class Competition officially begins!"
Jing Hongchen merely went through the motions, announcing the start of the competition before leaving.
Lin Jiayi, the Dean of Students, will take over from Jing Hongchen, and all subsequent competitions will be conducted under his supervision.
This competition will be held in a 3V3 format, but instead of being based on classes, it will be a free-for-all.
In short, even groups within the same class might face off directly!
Xu Wei, who had gone down to draw lots, had already returned to the team. Several people immediately surrounded him, wanting to see how his "luck" was.
With a sly smile on his face, Xu Wei stretched out his right hand and showed the ball he had drawn to the group.
It was a crystal-like sphere, which Xu Wei's small hand could just hold completely. In the transparent center of the sphere, there were two numbers "23".
"Not bad, the number is pretty good!"
Kong Ling gave this assessment casually, since she didn't know who the opponent was yet, so she naturally didn't know whether this number was good or bad.
Even without Kong Xuan's intervention, their team is definitely a strong contender for the championship, so they are not worried about facing anyone.
A moment later, Lin Jiayi's voice came over the loudspeaker.
"Each participating team, please proceed to the corresponding arena according to the number you receive!"
The group glanced at the number 23 ball in Xu Wei's hand, then left the Great Soul Arena with practiced ease. The number 23 Soul Arena was right next door, not far away.
There are a total of 230 participating teams. Now, every two teams will need to use one Soul Arena, which means there are a total of 115 arenas.
Although there are many arenas in the Soul Fighting Zone, this time the competition alone took up half of them.
At the same time, 115 teachers were needed as referees. Since the number of teachers in the college was limited, the teachers leading the teams from each college also became referees as a way of supporting the competition.
When Kong Xuan and his group of four entered Arena 23, they did not see any opponents. There was only a middle-aged man standing in the audience, who appeared to be their referee for this match.
The referee glanced at the four of them and said, "No matter how many people are in a team, only three will ultimately compete, you understand?"
Because the number of Soul Masters varies from academy to academy, it is impossible to accurately assign them to groups of three.
Therefore, it is not surprising that groups of four or even five people like them appear.
"We know, teacher!"
Kong Xuan responded, and then the group waited quietly for their opponents to arrive.
After a while, three figures appeared at the entrance of the Soul Arena and then walked in.
The three opponents were all boys, and their eyes darted around, clearly indicating that they didn't have much confidence in their own abilities.
A golden light flashed in Kong Xuan's eyes, and he quickly got a general idea of the situation of the three people.
He said in a low voice, "They're all at the first level, very weak. You guys go ahead."
The referee, who was not far away, couldn't help but glance in their direction, his eyes filled with surprise, clearly having heard Kong Xuan's words.
The referee then glanced at the three players on the other side and called out, "If both sides are ready, they can go on the field."
Upon hearing this, the three who had just entered immediately searched for the entrance and headed down the stairs towards the Soul Arena.
On Kong Xuan's side, however, the group did not take immediate action.
Xu Wei's eyes gleamed, and he said confidently, "You two don't need to lift a finger; I can take care of them all by myself in no time!"
During regular training with the team, Xu Wei wasn't always getting crushed, but it was practically impossible for him to achieve a truly satisfying victory.
But now Xu Wei saw a possibility. Since Kong Xuan had assessed him as weak, wasn't the opportunity he had been waiting for finally here?
What eight- or nine-year-old boy wouldn't want to show off in front of others?
Xu Wei could already imagine himself going all out and taking down the three of them in an instant, followed by the shocked expressions of his three opponents and the referee.
However, just as Xu Wei was unable to suppress his smile and was imagining the future, Kong Xuan's words pulled him back to reality.
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