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Suddenly, Dugu Yan realized something as she glanced at the carefree expressions on Yu Feng and his team. Could Su Ming have planned this on purpose?

Yu Feng and the others were all Spirit Ancestors, and they thought Canghui Academy was too weak, so Su Ming seemed intent on giving them a solid lesson. Su Ming himself would act as a safeguard, aiming only to impart an important lesson.

Seeing this, Dugu Yan couldn't help but pity Yu Feng and his teammates. She wondered what they'd feel after experiencing Canghui Academy's Seven Asura Illusion firsthand.

The finals didn't have the grandiose opening ceremony one might expect, and Pope Bibi Dong didn't make an appearance to speak. Everything was handled simply—a red-robed bishop of Spirit Hall took the stage to announce the official start of the finals and reveal the match-ups and byes. This time, the Star Luo team drew the bye.

To Su Ming's surprise, the number of spectators was enormous. Not only was the platform sturdier than he remembered from the original story, but it seemed the seating arrangements had expanded as well.

Su Ming vaguely recalled that most spectators were spirit masters, just a few thousand of them, mainly from Spirit Hall. But now, Spirit Hall had built several spectator stands around the arena, accommodating tens of thousands of people with ease. He had no idea what Bibi Dong's intentions were in creating such a large, free venue for commoners to watch. Given the cost, it didn't seem necessary for a tournament held only once every five years. But Su Ming admired Bibi Dong's boldness; this setup allowed commoners to enjoy the competition, too, enhancing the sense of unity.

However, Bibi Dong had more in mind than just attracting commoners. Since learning that Tang San could potentially be an evil spirit master, she had prepared a dual strategy. If her initial attempt to eliminate him failed, she planned to ruin Tang San's and the Clear Sky Clan's reputations. Furthermore, with Yu Xiaogang here, she intended to release damning information about him during the tournament, letting the people know that the so-called "Grandmaster" was merely a facade—a theorist whose ideas were copied without giving credit and who claimed them as his own.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang sat glumly in the stands, watching the Thunderclap Academy match, unaware of the storm about to hit him.

"Alright, it's our turn," Su Ming said to his teammates. "Hope you guys put on a good show," he added, eyeing Yu Feng and the others with a knowing smile.

By now, Dugu Yan and Xiao Wu could tell what Su Ming intended. The poor guys—they'd likely get a rude awakening from Canghui Academy's special technique.

On the battlefield, Canghui Academy's captain recognized Su Ming and Xiao Wu. Though the other team members hadn't been there when Tang San's group fought, Su Ming's association with Shrek was enough.

The referee called out, "Begin!"

At the call, both teams unleashed their spirit power, filling the arena with brilliant displays of martial spirits and spirit rings.

Seeing Heaven Dou's team and their powerful spirit rings, Canghui's captain was taken aback. "They…they actually have two Spirit Kings! And the rest are all Spirit Ancestors!"

"Captain, are we about to get eliminated in the first round?" a teammate murmured.

Canghui's captain frowned, seeing the two black fifth spirit rings around Su Ming and Xiao Wu. Rumors had said that Heaven Dou's captain and vice-captain might be Spirit Kings, but he hadn't expected two of them.

Even worse, their teacher, Shi Nian, was nowhere to be found; he had left, supposedly to "deal with" Tang San's team, and hadn't returned. Canghui's captain feared that their teacher might have met a tragic end.

Then, he decided to address Su Ming directly. "Hey, have you seen Shi Nian? He's our lead instructor."

Su Ming raised an eyebrow. "Oh, yeah, I did see him. Unfortunately, he was killed by a Titled Douluo."

Canghui's captain didn't seem shocked. He knew their instructor's strength, strong enough to handle Spirit Douluos with ease, so a Titled Douluo's involvement sounded plausible.

With a wicked smile, he taunted, "Well then, I won't waste my breath. Get ready to experience our greatest technique!"

Knowing they couldn't win by ordinary means, he chose to deploy their trump card—their seven-man fusion skill. Su Ming and Xiao Wu might be tough Spirit Kings, but one good hit would disable them, and the Spirit Ancestors on their team would likely be left dazed.

"Heh, well, as long as they don't die, we'll be fine!"

He grinned evilly, shouting, "Seven Asura Illusion!"

In a coordinated move, Canghui's seven members raised their gemstone spirits high, filling the entire arena with a burst of radiant, multicolored light.

"You're the first to face our Seven Asura Illusion, Heaven Dou Team! Victory is ours!" Canghui's captain boasted triumphantly.

The crowd fell silent in astonishment, all eyes riveted on the rare sight of a seven-man fusion skill. Even the referee, standing at the edge of the arena, was rendered speechless—he had never seen such a skill before.

Nearby, Dugu Bo frowned slightly. While he wasn't worried about Su Ming, who could handle a Spirit Emperor-level illusion with ease, the rest of the team might struggle. Now he understood why Su Ming had told them to stay alert and not let their guard down; Su Ming had anticipated this tactic all along.

Meanwhile, one person was particularly thrilled—Yu Xiaogang, who sat with a severed arm and no spirit power.

"Ha! I was right! Shi Nian's notes on the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique were correct!" he exulted.