“I am supreme in Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls!”

Spring Mud waved his sword and shouted arrogantly, “Feel free to challenge me if you think otherwise! The Ego workshop will show you exactly how we’re going to carry Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls to the top!”

Moon Shadow wore an equally arrogant smile on his face, and Night Sorrow glared at the audience like they were a stain on his shoe.

Hot Sun clenched his fists and glared at the trio with anger.

Some distance away, Murong Mingyue met my eyes a bit helplessly and embarrassedly. But I could also see hope in her eyes, the hope that I might be able to change things one day.

I sucked in a deep breath. A person could be prideful on the inside, but not on the outside. Clearly, the Ego workshop was way too arrogant for their own good. At this rate, Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls were probably going to be eliminated in the next round. It was because their next opponent was the Gods of Destruction team led by none other than Dominating Heaven Blade himself. That man and his team wasn’t to be underestimated under any circumstances!

Behind me, Gui Guzi and Beiming Xue watched the trio quietly and disdainfully. Frankly,...