The highest viewership undoubtedly went to the seven-on-seven ultimate team matches, while the three-on-three and five-on-five matches received less attention. The youth group matches fared even worse, as most of the youth group's Soul Masters had an average cultivation level of around two rings. With fewer Soul Skills, the level of excitement naturally decreased.
Therefore, the three-on-three team matches were scheduled for the afternoon. The seven-on-seven matches, naturally, were held in the evening, attracting the largest audience. Those with financial means would attend in person, while those with less would watch the broadcast on Soul Guidance TV at home.
Box No. 7 at Tianhai Stadium.
These boxes were reserved for VIPs in the stadium, featuring a huge glass wall facing the stadium, allowing direct viewing of the matches. Simultaneously, it also served as a Soul Guidance screen, allowing viewing of any match, whether ongoing or already completed.
At this moment, two people stood before the glass of Box No. 7. One was dressed in snow-white robes with flowing hair—it was Wu Changkong.
Standing beside Wu Changkong was a woman who appeared to be in her late twenties. She was extremely beautiful, with long, unusual white hair cascading down her back. She wore a dark green tracksuit, and her dark green eyes flickered with a mixture of vitality and destructive energy.
Her white hair and Wu Changkong's white robes created a striking contrast.
"Because your disciples are participating, I agreed to let them stir up some trouble. What? Aren't you worried at all?" The white-haired woman smiled mockingly at Wu Changkong.
Wu Changkong calmly replied, "Why should I be worried?"
The white-haired woman raised an eyebrow. "It seems you have a lot of confidence in your disciples. Do you perhaps think your teaching abilities have surpassed the academy's?"
Wu Changkong shook his head. "I'm long past the age of caring about victory and defeat. I let them participate in the competition not just for the sake of winning or losing."
The white-haired woman shook her head again, then asked, "By the way, what about your disciple, Lin Xiuran? I remember that name..."
"He's her child," Wu Changkong replied calmly.
His voice was soft, but it was enough to stir up a storm in the white-haired woman's heart.
After a long while, she stared blankly at Wu Changkong: "Is he really Senior Sister's child?"
"I investigated, and it is indeed."
"No wonder you went to Donghai City." The white-haired woman's eyes trembled, and she hurriedly asked, "What about Senior Sister?"
Wu Changkong glanced at her and sighed softly: "Senior Sister is gone."
The white-haired woman was struck dumb. Her eyes were filled with disbelief. She would rather believe that Senior Sister was still in the Holy Spirit Sect than that she was dead.
Wu Changkong also looked out the window, lost in thought. His cold eyes seemed to recall something, and a hint of sadness appeared.
The white-haired woman, Shen Yi, looked at Wu Changkong, her eyes flickering slightly: "Aren't you going back to the academy? Senior Sister is gone, the teacher must be very sad."
Wu Changkong didn't speak, only silently gazing into the distance.
Shen Yi sighed, "You're wrong. If you want compensation, only you can make it up to her. And that child, the best way to make it up to her is to bring her back to Shrek Academy. The academy will definitely compensate her. Besides, you're still alive. It's time to move on."
The five of them had already arrived at Tianhai Stadium, preparing for the three-person team competition.
The three-person team competition was led by Lin Xiuran, Tang Wulin, and Gu Yue, with Xu Xiaoyan and Xie Xie as substitutes.
They advanced in the first two rounds with almost no effort, their strength was obvious to all, completely overwhelming.
So these past two days had given them a lot of confidence. In the first two matches, the opponents weren't strong, and Lin Xiuran didn't play, so Xie Xie basically substituted in.
Gu Yue withdrew from the individual competition, and Xie Xie was also eliminated, so only Lin Xiuran still had the individual competition to play.
Therefore, unless the opponent is too strong, Lin Xiuran will basically not play, in order to make the most thorough preparations for the individual competition. After all, it's uncertain when or in which round of the competition they might encounter Ye Xinglan. As a student of Shrek Academy, that girl's strength shouldn't be underestimated.
Lin Xiuran's schedule was packed today; he participated in the individual competition in the morning and had a three-person team competition in the afternoon.
When Lin Xiuran was waiting in the morning, he saw Ye Xinglan in the distance and realized she would be competing today.
And her opponent was very likely to be him.
"It's that guy, she's here again!" Xie Xie frowned slightly.
Everyone looked at Ye Xinglan as Xie Xie spoke, and she also looked at them coldly.
Xie Xie's heart skipped a beat: "Could it be that she's competing against Brother Xiuran today? That shouldn't be the case; I remember Brother Xiuran's opponent's information today wasn't her."
"Are you stupid? Switching contestants isn't difficult for her, and she did exactly that in the Wu Lin match." Gu Yue mocked Xie Xie mercilessly.
Although Xie Xie didn't like hearing Gu Yue's words, he had to admit she was right. It was very likely that she was here specifically to compete against Xiuran.
Lin Xiuran's expression remained unchanged; he didn't even glance at Ye Xinglan, his gaze fixed indifferently on the stage.
Ye Xinglan had somehow appeared before them. She glanced at Tang Wulin beside her, then coldly said to Lin Xiuran, "What, is it not too late to surrender now? Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if he lost the match in such a sorry state."
Gu Yue's face darkened: "Don't go too far!"
Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Xu Xiaoyan stood behind Gu Yue, all looking at each other simultaneously.
Lin Xiuran stood up, his gaze slightly narrowed: "Let's try it out on the field."
"Don't regret it." Ye Xinglan snorted, turning and walking towards the stage.
"Brother Xiuran, beat her!" Xie Xie stretched out his fist, gesturing somewhat comically.
Xu Xiaoyan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Second...Brother Xiuran, go for it!"
Gu Yue, standing beside him, also looked at him calmly.
Tang Wulin smiled warmly.
Lin Xiuran slowly walked onto the stage, his gaze sweeping over Ye Xinglan, who had already stepped onto the opposite stage. The fighting spirit between them seemed to erupt at this moment.
"Come on!"
Ye Xinglan shouted, raising her right hand. Two soul rings shimmered beneath her feet—two hundred-year soul rings.
A longsword appeared in Ye Xinglan's hand, its entire body a bright yellow, its blade seemingly shimmering with countless stars. Its dazzling light was exceptionally conspicuous even in daylight. No powerful soul power appeared, but the moment the sword appeared, Ye Xinglan herself seemed to vanish; her aura had completely merged with the sword.
Lin Xiuran was not to be outdone. He lightly waved his hand, and three beams of light of different colors burst forth from him, enveloping his entire body.
"Three rings! Soul Master!!"
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