Qin Ming thought to himself. The Shrek Seven Devils' circumstances matched his judgment exactly. In other words, the Shrek Seven Devils before him were younger and even more outstanding than the seven students the Heaven Dou Royal Academy had cultivated. He knew Shrek Academy's conditions better than anyone. With conditions like those, it had still managed to nurture these genius Soul Masters. What did that prove?
The Shrek Seven Devils were all looking at Qin Ming. The previous battle had been extremely difficult for them, and now they had learned that their opponents' team teacher was their own senior. The feeling was strange, almost surreal.
Flender turned to the Shrek Seven Devils. "All right, go settle your points first, then hurry back. Zhao Wuji, Qin Ming, let's go."
Flender and the other two left, leaving only the Shrek Seven Devils behind. With the help of Oscar's Recovery Sausages, all seven had recovered much of their stamina, as well as some Soul Power.
Ma Hongjun muttered to himself, "So I'm already this strong. Even Heaven Dou Royal Academy's elites couldn't beat me. Hahaha, I really am a genius."
Dai Mubai knocked the fatty on the head irritably. "Genius, my ass. Did you defeat the Royal Spirit Battle Team? That was Little San's doing. If we'd relied on you, we'd have been beaten senseless long ago."
The fatty chuckled. "Boss Dai, you can't put it that way. Didn't Master say that we're one whole? Everyone contributed. Little San and Little Xue are amazing, but I, Fatty, have some skills too. Still, Third Brother, thanks."
Lan Xue looked at the fatty curiously. "What are you thanking Little San for?"
The fatty smiled and looked at Tang San, his eyes clearly carrying some gratitude. "I may not be clever, but I'm definitely not stupid.