"We'll give you a surprise. We won't disappoint you, Lu Yuan. Just wait patiently." Turning to look at Lu Yuan, Tang San's eyes were dark and filled with resentment. He practically forced the words out through clenched teeth.
"Heh, is that so? Then I'll be waiting and watching. I hope you're not all talk and no action, only capable of running your mouths." Lu Yuan chuckled.
"Don't worry. We'll make you pay dearly," Tang San said blandly.
"That's good. I was worried you wouldn't have much ability. Oh, right—if you lose terribly this time, you won't say I went too far and accuse me of bullying you again, will you?" Lu Yuan asked with a half-smile.
At those words, Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, and the others' faces all darkened. Lu Yuan was rubbing salt into their wounds!
"Rest assured, we won't. And in this match, the one who loses terribly will be you." Tang San clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger, and spoke coldly.
Having said that, he had no intention of listening to anything else Lu Yuan might say. Instead, he supported Grandmaster and quickly left. The scornful gazes of the crowd truly made them feel as though thorns were piercing their backs. They did not want to remain there for even a moment longer.
"You may announce the result now." Watching Tang San and the others leave, Lu Yuan glanced at the Red Cardinal and spoke calmly.
The Red Cardinal looked at Bibi Dong. Once she nodded, he loudly announced, "Since the Heavenly Star Academy Team has conceded, the Spirit Hall Academy Team has won this match and advanced early into tomorrow's finals. The Heavenly Star Academy Team and the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy Team will enter the losers' bracket team finals this afternoon. The