"Mubai, you were gracious." Yu Tianheng forced himself to stay upright and cupped his fists.
Dai Mubai was not weak, and the quality of his Martial Soul was no worse than Yu Tianheng's.
Yu Tianheng's victory was largely due to his Soul Power being higher than Dai Mubai's.
The two supported each other as they stepped down from the arena, where they happened to run into Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.
"Tianheng, you did well. You displayed Shrek Academy's spirit." Yu Xiaogang spoke indignantly, "If they hadn't deliberately targeted you, this match should have taken place in your division's finals."
"Grandmaster, being able to have such a satisfying battle with Tianheng has made this trip worthwhile." Dai Mubai smiled.
As for the rewards for the top three, as a prince, he had no interest in them at all.
"By the way, how did Tang San's match go?"
Tang San smiled. "My opponent was too weak. It seems Canaan Academy still doesn't want their genius academy to fall into my hands."
"Hmph, they're nothing but a bunch of petty scoundrels. Tianheng, Little San, once you become the champions of your respective divisions, I'd like to see what Han Yu's face looks like then."
"Tch, look at the state of you people." A passing student heard Yu Xiaogang's words and looked at him with contempt.
A mere level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster dared to boast so shamelessly here.
Why not go up and have a match? Let everyone see whether your mouth was tough or your body was.
Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly. "A bunch of ill-mannered brats. Is this how Canaan Academy teaches you to speak to your elders?"
That student flared up as well and immediately said, "Old man, if you don't like it, then let's go up there and fight!"
"Teacher,