90: Chapter 90 The Sword of Judgment: Making Up for Ma Rulong's Regret

The third match of the round-robin tournament for the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy Team was against the Tianyun Team.

The strength of this team was above average among the teams in the round-robin tournament.

Four Spirit Kings and three Spirit Ancestors.

The captain, Li Tianyun, had the Lightning Element Spirit and was a level 54 control system battle Spirit King.

The other three Spirit Kings were ordinary low-level Spirit Kings.

"I invite both team captains to come on stage and draw the combat format for this match!"

As the host's voice faded, Mu Qingci and Li Tianyun stepped onto the arena simultaneously.

Under the witness of both sides, the referee began the draw for the combat format.

As the referee drew a lot from the lottery box, the words "Team Battle" were clearly written on it.

"Wow, the combat format drawn by the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy Team this time is a Team Battle! I wonder if the Child of Light and Darkness will take the stage; it's truly something to look forward to!"

The host's passionate voice also resonated strongly with the audience.

They also really wanted to see what kind of radiance the Child of Light and Darkness, Mu Qingci, would burst forth with in this team battle.

In the lounge of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy Team, the atmosphere among the group seemed very relaxed.

Having fought their way here, they hadn't encountered any strong opponents at all, and this time was no exception, especially since it was a team battle.

Their team had a full three Spirit Emperors, and they even possessed a trump card like a Spirit Fusion Skill; revealing any one of their trump cards would be enough to end the match.

"Captain, how should we fight this match?"

Mi Jia looked casual, as if victory was already in his grasp.

Mu Qingci swept his gaze over everyone in the lounge: "For this match, everyone should just treat it as relaxation and let the reserve team members get some experience."

Consequently, Mu Qingci immediately selected five reserve team members led by Ye Guyi, which consisted of one Spirit King and four Spirit Ancestors.

However, at the end of the selection, Mu Qingci added his and Ma Rulong's names.

The team members assumed that Mu Qingci wanted to play it safe, using him and Ma Rulong as a fail-safe to ensure they wouldn't lose while still allowing the reserve team members to gain experience.

"Alright, the lineup is set; get ready to head to the competition arena."

Mu Qingci stood up first and walked toward the competition arena.

In fact, he had another reason for choosing himself and Ma Rulong.

Thinking of this, a silver light flashed in Mu Qingci's hand, and the sword of judgment appeared.

In the original work.

Ma Rulong would not hesitate to sacrifice his own talent to use this sword.

Someone who would sacrifice their own interests for the sake of the team's victory is worthy of being called a true captain.

Looking at the sword of judgment in his hand, Mu Qingci became even more determined in his choice.

In the original work, Ma Rulong could sacrifice his own talent for his teammates, and he, Mu Qingci, could also become the backdrop for his teammates, letting them shine with their own radiance.

And today, he would help Ma Rulong fulfill the wish that he had risked his life and sacrificed his talent for in the original work.

Using his own power to help him briefly control all the power of the sword of judgment to end this match.

With his mind made up, Mu Qingci put away the sword of judgment and stepped onto the arena with a determined gaze.

"Let us invite the competition members from both sides to enter the arena!"

Amid the host's passionate shouts, the audience began to welcome the teams they favored.

"Child of Light and Darkness!!!"

"Child of Light and Darkness!!!"

"Child of Light and Darkness!!!"

Undoubtedly, the most dazzling one was still Mu Qingci.

The audience called out his name, and the moment they saw him enter, they were incredibly excited.

The seven members of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy Team who took the field presented a peculiar 1-4-2 formation.

Taking the lead was naturally the little angel, Ye Guyi.

Following behind Ye Guyi were the four reserve team members at the Spirit Ancestor level, and lastly were Mu Qingci and Ma Rulong.

"Brother Rulong, I have a plan to tell you."

Mu Qingci's eyes were calm as water, but a flash of madness flickered in his bright golden eyes.

"Captain, just tell me whatever it is."

If Ma Rulong had been unconvinced when Mu Qingci first became captain, that dissatisfaction had now vanished into thin air.

Whether it was in terms of strength, leadership ability for the team, or the responsibility as a captain, Mu Qingci did an excellent job, leaving him with nothing to criticize.

Mu Qingci leaned in close to Ma Rulong's ear: "Brother Rulong, do you want to use the sword of judgment once?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Rulong was stunned for a moment, then finally shook his head helplessly: "Captain, not everyone is like you, gifted and like a monster, able to use an eighth-level spirit tool at the Spirit King realm. Although I am now at the Spirit Emperor realm, I still have no confidence in being able to fully utilize an eighth-level spirit tool; giving it to me would be no different from a pile of scrap metal."

Mu Qingci shook his head: "Since I dare to say this, it means I have a way to help you. Don't you want to experience the charm of an eighth-level spirit tool?"

Mu Qingci's words were full of temptation.

Thinking of how Mu Qingci dominated the field using an eighth-level spirit tool, Ma Rulong couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

As a Soul Engineer who loved spirit tools, how could he, Ma Rulong, not want to wield higher-level spirit tools?

Unfortunately, his own cultivation was insufficient. Although he was a Spirit Emperor now, the highest-level spirit tool he could wield was only seventh-level.

He could barely reach for eighth-level long-range spirit tools, but if it were a top-tier eighth-level melee spirit tool like the sword of judgment, he, Ma Rulong, could only retreat; wanting to use it was almost impossible.

"Captain, can you really help me?"

Mu Qingci looked at Ma Rulong with a determined gaze and nodded: "I never lie."

It was this sentence, like a reassuring pill, that firmly steadied Ma Rulong's heart.

A touch of madness arose in the depths of Ma Rulong's eyes; he longed to become stronger, longed to use the sword of judgment, and longed to unleash all the power of the sword of judgment.

"Alright, Captain, what should I do? I'll listen to you!"

Seeing his teammates all able to bloom with their own radiance on the stage, how could Ma Rulong, the former captain, not yearn for it?

Mu Qingci nodded: "Actually, it's very simple, and there isn't too much of a cost. When the time comes, I will transmit power to you to help you activate the sword of judgment. You will only have the power to swing the sword once, so you must seize the opportunity!"

"Alright!"

"One minute to release your Spirits, the match begins!"

Just like that, with the referee's command, the match officially began.

Ye Guyi led the four reserve members to take the lead, facing the seven opponents.

Beneath Li Tianyun's feet appeared five spirit rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black, with lightning surrounding his body.

This was his Spirit, Lightning Element.

As soon as the match began, Li Tianyun did not hesitate to light up his fourth spirit ring.