My Stubborn Soul Card Follower

Despite having conducted thorough research, Shen Sui ultimately underestimated the fervor surrounding the Huashan Invitational Tournament.

That evening, when Shen Sui arrived at the competition venue, it was already crowded with people outside.

Not only were there spectators with tickets ready to enter, but also numerous journalists and media personalities who came to cover the event.

Among them, many fan spectators were cosplaying as Follower characters from their idol card sets.

For a moment, the plaza outside the venue was filled with crowds. This is still a Class B tournament; in a few days when the Class A tournament opens with knockout matches, there will be even more people here.

As a competitor, Shen Sui had a separate passage to enter the competition venue. This passage is essentially a strategic area coveted by fan groups, but there aren't as many fans for Class B competitors, so the competition for spots isn't very fierce. Fans aren't yet lining up overnight for good positions.

Along the way, Shen Sui also encountered many of his fans, and after a simple wave of acknowledgment, he entered the venue.

The primary business of Huashan is tourism, so it's not feasible to build a large duel arena on the mountain. Therefore, the number of spectators that the entire venue can hold is far less than that of Modu's venue. However, it must be said that the designer of the venue put a lot of effort into it, and upon entering, Shen Sui immediately felt a natural atmosphere rushing towards him.

"Damn! I was just one step away from stepping onto this stage." As Shen Sui's coach entered the venue, Xinyuan Tanchun looked around with envy. "The Huashan Duel Hall is one of my favorite dueling venues! My lifelong wish is to compete in this hall!"

"Last time you told me your lifelong wish was to compete at Modu Stadium," Shen Sui teased.

Xinyuan Tanchun looked slightly embarrassed: "Well, people's dreams always evolve."

Once inside, Shen Sui realized he had arrived relatively early, so he found a quiet corner in the players' lounge to sit down.

He glanced at the Dueling Device; Alice and Isabella were traveling together, flying towards Bambul City.

After dealing with the Ancestor, all the Blood Altars self-destructed, and Lingyi's sluggishness was completely wiped away. Revitalized, it carried the group towards their destination. Considering the flow of time between the two worlds, by the time Shen Sui finishes today's match, they should have reached Bambul City.

Along the way, Isabella explained to Alice the precautions to take in Bambul City.

As the most unique city on the Dawn Continent, Bambul City always has some strange rules.

For example, street peddling of matches is forbidden.

For instance, there is a very strict curfew.

["Are these precautions something everyone must follow?" Alice pouted.]

["Not really; church personnel don't have to follow these rules," Isabella said with a smile.]

["Hehe, then I'm with the church," Alice said, raising her head.]

["You'd better not act as Adoma..."]

["Who said I'm Adoma!" Alice rolled her eyes and took out a badge, "I can also be a postman."]

Damn, has Alice still not returned the postman badge to Oshana?

[Isabella looked at the postman badge in Alice's hand: "How do you have this badge?"]

["I made it myself! How does it look? You can't tell, right?" Alice was very proud of her forgery skills; she had copied it from Oshana's badge.]

"You must be Shen Sui."

Just as Shen Sui was about to critique Alice's behavior of forging seals and making fake badges, an unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared in front of him.

Shen Sui frowned slightly, feeling slightly displeased.

He wasn't so socially anxious as to completely avoid communication with others, but in the social etiquette of Life Card Masters, it is extremely impolite to interrupt another Life Card Master while they are looking at their Dueling Device, because at this time, the other party is likely handling matters related to the Soul Card World.

Shen Sui looked up and saw a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Unfamiliar because he and the other party were strangers, familiar because he knew the person's name.

Wang Hongjing, a fellow Life Card Master in the same group as him, and one of the championship contenders for this edition of the Huashan Invitational Tournament.

However, in such competitions, championship contenders are often not that notable.

The competitors who make it through the Huashan Invitational Tournament qualifiers are typically the top players in their division, each with championship-level strength.

"I heard you recently defeated Yang Liguang." Wang Hongjing crossed his arms and looked at Shen Sui with a condescending posture.

Arrogance, rudeness.

This was Shen Sui's first impression of Wang Hongjing.

Unlike Yang Liguang's feigned arrogance, he could see from Wang Hongjing the kind of truly repulsive arrogance that made one feel perpetually superior to others.

This kind of arrogance, he had also seen in Zhou Keji before.

Shen Sui had no interest in dealing with people like that.

Initially, Xinyuan Tanchun had said this Wang Hongjing was on par with Yang Liguang, so Shen Sui thought he might need to regard him more highly. Now it seemed, looking at him even once was lowering himself.

Shen Sui just took a glance and then lowered his head, ignoring the person.

In contrast, Wang Hongjing seemed a bit persistent.

Evidently, Shen Sui's victory over Yang Liguang seemed to have stirred him.

Or perhaps, Yang Liguang's previous winning streak had given him a psychological shadow, urgently requiring some form of act to prove his worth.