Zhou Yi stood by the side and watched the youthful and adolescent children. She had no intention of interrupting them, as she was acutely aware of what Huo Yuhao and the two others had done in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Dueling Tournament. The contest they were about to participate in was not a big deal to them at all. Mu Jin, heh heh.

“It’s about time. Let’s go.” Wang Dong was overflowing with fighting spirit, and he bounced on the tips of his toes as he spoke.

The teachers from both classes led their respective participants into the Soul Dueling Area. The clamorous commotions on the spectator’s grandstand instantly quieted down.

There was no doubt that this contest represented a battle at the highest level amongst all of Year 2’s classes. With the return of Huo Yuhao and the others, both classes’ standards didn’t appear all that different. Everybody wanted to see which class had made faster progress after half a year of cultivation.

Nobody noticed several people slinking into a dark corner inside the spectator’s grandstand – were they not the Martial Soul Department’s...