Firmly Opposed

The battle began soon after, and Tang San and the others were led into the Team Soul Battle arena.

Liu Yi and the other three arrived in the stands and watched everyone below.

Grandmaster turned to Liu Yi and asked, "Brother Liu Yi, who do you think will win this match?"

"Hehe, let me put it this way. Although the Berserk Team has won all six of their matches, every one of them has Soul Power above Level 35."

"Judging by Soul Power alone, Shrek Academy's students are indeed at a disadvantage. But I believe in them. Shrek Academy will definitely win this match!"

Grandmaster was somewhat surprised. Where had Liu Yi gotten the confidence to say that?

"I didn't expect you to have such skill in prediction, Brother Liu Yi. Then let's keep watching."

By then, a fierce battle had already broken out in the arena. As assault-type Soul Masters, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun grew fiercer with every exchange as they charged straight at Berserk Rhinoceros.

Tang San, meanwhile, faced the Berserk Team's Spider Woman.

Before long, the Shrek Seven Devils gradually gained the upper hand. On top of that, Oscar's Flying Mushroom Sausages gave them something extremely important.

Up in the air, the Berserk Team members could only stare helplessly, because none of them could fight in the sky. That was the most miserable part.

Seeing the children gain the advantage, Flender raised his brows and said with a chuckle:

"It seems Brother Liu Yi was right. The Berserk Team has no chance now."

Sure enough, a few minutes later, the Shrek Seven Devils successfully claimed victory in the match.

Zhao Wuji burst into laughter. Just as Liu Yi had said, they had really won.

He truly could foresee the future.

"Brother Liu Yi, you really can predict the future."

"Hehe, you flatter me." Liu Yi smiled faintly. If he told them that he had transmigrated here, it would definitely scare them to death.

It was better to keep a low profile.

Soon, the Shrek Seven Devils returned to the room, laughing happily.

"Teacher, we won." Tang San looked at Grandmaster and the others with a grin.

Grandmaster nodded slightly, but he did not show much joy. Instead, he seemed rather solemn.

"Rest well. We'll continue tomorrow."

"Huh? Grandmaster, we still have to continue?" Ma Hongjun could not help asking.

They were already exhausted enough today. If they came again tomorrow, they would definitely run out of stamina.

They should rest properly first, then make further plans.

Flender walked up to Ma Hongjun, pinched his ear, and scolded him:

"What do you know? Just do what you're told. Why do you have so much to say?"

Ma Hongjun nodded pitifully. He was still somewhat unhappy with Grandmaster's decision, but since the teachers had said so, there was nothing more he could say as a student.

He could only obey.

Liu Yi glanced at them, then turned to leave the room.

Now that the children were finished, there was no point in him staying here. He might as well get some rest.

But just as Liu Yi opened the door, the manager of the Soto Great Soul Arena was standing outside.

"Hello, Mr. Liu Yi."

"Hello. Is there something you need?"

The manager glanced at everyone in the room and said respectfully:

"It's like this. Some people have come to our Soto Great Soul Arena, and they specifically asked to challenge you. What do you think?"

Liu Yi frowned. "Not interested."

"Ah, Mr. Liu Yi, it's like this. The odds for this match are one to ten. If you win, we will pay additional compensation—roughly one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins."

When Flender heard that, he hurried over. He was a notorious miser; to him, money was life itself.

In life, one could not possibly have a grudge against money.

Before Liu Yi could say anything, Flender dragged both of them into the room.

The manager froze for a moment, then turned to Flender and asked softly, "Sir, what do you think?"

Flender adjusted his glasses and said with a chuckle, "It's possible, but you know, Brother Liu Yi doesn't like fighting, so if..."

As he spoke, Flender rubbed his hands together and gave the manager a knowing look.

The manager laughed heartily when he saw that. There was nothing in this world that money could not solve.

Since money could settle it, everything was negotiable.

"Since you've put it that way, the Soto Great Soul Arena is willing to offer one hundred and fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins. If Mr. Liu Yi wins the match within ten minutes, we are willing to pay two hundred thousand!"

Upon hearing two hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, Flender's eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth nearly flew upward.

How should he spend that money? Just thinking about it thrilled him.

Liu Yi shook his head helplessly. Flender truly treated money like his life. Ridiculous.

"Mr. Manager, may I ask who specifically requested that I fight?"

"Ahem, it's like this. Someone saw your match not long ago and hoped to spar with you. They also left their information behind. Please take a look."

As he spoke, he took out a sheet of parchment from his Soul Guidance Device.

Liu Yi accepted the parchment. When he saw the name and Soul Power listed on it, his brow furrowed slightly. No wonder they were offering such a large sum of Gold Soul Coins. So that was why.

Grandmaster, Zhao Wuji, and the others also walked over. When they saw it, they all sucked in a cold breath.

"Mokas, Level 73 assault-type Battle Soul Saint. Martial Soul: Skywolf. Soul rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!"

"The optimal Soul Ring configuration—a Soul Saint!" Zhao Wuji was utterly shocked!

This guy had already reached the Soul Saint rank, while Liu Yi was only a Level 65 Battle Soul Emperor. How could he possibly be a match for him?

Wasn't that like throwing an egg against a rock?

Flender narrowed his eyes as well. He could not send Liu Yi to his death just for two hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. This could not be done.

"We refuse this match!" Grandmaster said in a deep voice.

The manager frowned. They had just reached an agreement, so why were they refusing now?

"Sir, why is that?"

"A Soul Saint against a Soul Emperor. Tell me, what are the odds of winning?"

The manager looked somewhat helpless. "Didn't I offer two hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins? Let me add another condition. What do you think? If Mr. Liu Yi suffers an accident in the Soul Arena... the Soto Great Soul Arena is willing to offer three hundred thousand as compensation for his family!"

Ning Rongrong immediately said, "No! He's a Level 73, seven-ring Battle Soul Saint. He already has a Martial Soul Avatar. It will be very difficult for a Soul Emperor to defeat him. We firmly refuse!"

The others nodded one after another. They could all see the disadvantage clearly.

At that moment, Liu Yi said, "I accept this match!"

"What?!" Everyone's eyes widened, unable to believe their ears.

"Brother Liu Yi, have you gone mad? He's a Soul Saint with the power of seven rings. Do you not want to live?"

Zhao Wuji hurriedly tried to stop him. He did not want Liu Yi to die here so soon.

"It's fine. I want to see what gives this fellow the nerve to challenge me. Besides, Manager, you've offered so many Gold Soul Coins. If I don't fight, where will Shrek's funding come from?"

Flender clearly felt somewhat guilty upon hearing that. Just as he was about to say something, Liu Yi had already walked out of the room.