Yu Xiaogang arranged tactics until late into the night.
After they dispersed, Tang San had barely returned to his room when he saw Tang Hao standing there.
"Ba Ba!"
Tang Hao said in a deep voice, "Little San, Canaan Academy is very strong. I'm pleased that you have such confidence, but don't become overly confident. In terms of raw strength, you are no match for them."
Tang San did not deny it. "Ba Ba, they do indeed have many Soul Kings, but with the Trinity Martial Soul Fusion Technique our teacher taught us, I'm confident that I can defeat them with the Clear Sky Hammer during the match!"
Tang Hao shook his head. "No matter how strong you are alone, you ultimately cannot defeat every one of them. Even the Trinity Martial Soul Fusion Technique can be broken. Your teammates must possess great strength as well if they are to help you defeat the enemy."
"Little San, didn't you obtain a Soul Bone when you absorbed your Soul Ring? Give it to one of your classmates. With the boost from that Soul Bone, your odds of winning will be much greater than they are now."
Tang San was not reluctant to part with the Soul Bone. After all, once he won the finals, he would be able to absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.
"Ba Ba, who should receive this Soul Bone?"
"Give it to Dai Mubai. His strength still has room to grow. As for Yu Tianheng, he already has Dragonification, so this Soul Bone would not be of much use to him."
Ba Ba's words were an imperial decree. Tang San soon knocked on the door to Dai Mubai's room.
After bringing Tang San inside, Dai Mubai asked, "Little San, is something wrong?"
Tang San did not