"Wulin and me? Wait... Brother, I don't know if we're really that in sync, but you aren't planning to... spar with me, are you?" Wu Yang Jin asked.
"That's right. Let's have another match. The last time was when you were still at Eastsea Academy," Wu Zhangkong said.
"Ah, yes. I remember you were looking to beat me up back then, Brother," Wu Yang Jin joked.
Then, led by Wu Zhangkong, they arrived at a spacious hall. It was broad enough to accommodate up to thirty people engaging in practical combat at the same time.
It was clear that this place had already been built to perfection. Before long, Wu Zhangkong and Wu Yang Jin stood at opposite ends of a combat platform. People had already noticed the commotion, and at Wu Zhangkong's summons, everyone gathered here.
The surviving Shrek teachers and all the students rushed over. Among them were Xu Yu Cheng, Luo Guixing, and Yang Nianxia.
Some of the others found Wu Yang Jin somewhat familiar, but even more of them did not recognize him. A few also turned their attention toward the rest of his group.
As for those who recognized them, they were naturally thrilled. The Shrek students who knew Wu Yang Jin and the others had long admired them.
"Watch this battle from a distance. It will be of some help to all of you," Wu Zhangkong said.
Then he fixed his gaze on Wu Yang Jin, and the emotions in his eyes were unmistakably conveyed to him.
But this was a real battle, and he was still the Wu Zhangkong no one knew.
"Come, my little brother... I won't hold back," Wu Zhangkong said, his voice returning to its icy coldness.
It felt like a familiar scene. Memories surfaced in his mind one after