"Are you serious?"
Wu Changkong frowned as he asked Lu Fa.
It was not that he particularly cared about Lu Fa and the others. It was simply that if he allowed them to do this, then if Lu Fa lost afterward, outsiders would claim that Lu Fa's group had lost because they had not been given enough rest.
And if Lu Fa's group won, the judgment would be even worse. Win or lose, Shrek Academy's reputation would suffer.
But Lu Fa had raised the request himself. As the referee, Wu Changkong had no good reason to stop him, so he could only approach the matter from another angle.
"Your companions have expended a great deal of Soul Power. Do you think they can keep fighting?"
Wu Changkong was referring to Xue Liushuang, Weng Daimin, Kuang Zhantian, and Jian Mochen. The consumption of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill was no small matter. The match against Grade Two Class One had ended, yet the four of them still looked pale—an obvious sign of excessive Soul Power depletion.
Kuang Zhantian and Jian Mochen in particular had had their Martial Soul Fusion Skill forcibly broken when Yue Zhengyu traded himself for the two of them and drained their Soul Power. Though they had not suffered backlash, there was no way they could use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill again.
After all, the Holy Spirit Douluo's holy light could heal injuries and restore physical strength, but it could not restore Soul Power.
"I'm sure." Lu Fa looked toward Ao Hongchen and nodded, signaling that he need not worry.
On the Presidium, Ao Hongchen looked at Lu Fa, stroked his beard, and said with a smile, "Young people always have drive. Since this child thinks there is no problem, I choose to trust him.
Dean Cai,