Day by day, Yu Xiaogang's miserable life in the Heavenly Prison continued.
In the blink of an eye, it was the final day of the promotion tournament.
Canaan Academy had maintained a winning streak so far, without a single defeat.
Early that morning, Han Yu brought everyone to the arena. "Just one last match remains. If we win, we'll advance as the top-ranked team in the promotion tournament."
"Today's opponent is Godwind Academy. Their Dean came to see me last night. For this match, both sides will send out only one contestant, and a single battle will determine the winner."
"One-on-one against Feng Xiaotian?" everyone cried out.
After all these days, they had long understood Feng Xiaotian's strength. Even Zhu Zhuqing and Tian Yue, who had both achieved the feat of defeating seven opponents in a row, could not guarantee they would beat him. At best, the odds were sixty-forty—and they were the forty.
"Teacher, how about I go?" Dugu Yan volunteered.
She had been watching from the sidelines these past few days and had long wanted to compete.
Seeing everyone's expressions, she knew her chance had come.
Besides, during the previous Academy Exchange Tournament, she had eliminated Godwind Academy's entire team with her poison arts.
Han Yu pointed toward the arena. "Yanzi, there are no protective measures around the arena. After our last encounter, Feng Xiaotian will surely be prepared. Your poison probably won't be able to harm him. And if he blows your poisonous mist away, everyone present will suffer."
"That's right, Yan Yan. You're the team's trump card and can't act so casually. If you ask this old man, you should compete during the fight for the championship instead," Dugu Bo added.
Han Yu certainly would not arrange things that way. It was unrealistic to keep Dugu