Dai Weisi Lends a Hand

"But..."

Flender was about to say something more.

But Yu Xiaogang immediately cut him off.

"Flender, don't forget that our Imperial Fighting Team has the Seven-in-One Fusion Skill I personally researched!"

"With such a divine skill, what is there to fear?"

"It's only a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone. Once Emperor Team wins the championship, we'll have three Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones. What's the harm in giving them one?"

"..."

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words.

Yu Tianheng and the others nodded as well.

Tang San was the most important. As long as he recovered.

They would be back at full strength, and perhaps they really could contend for the championship!

"But, Master. They don't allow credit."

Dai Mubai's words.

Turned everything Yu Xiaogang had just said into nonsense.

"What? This is robbery! This is discrimination! Match-fixing! I demand a protest!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted.

He kept rummaging through his clothes for his Pope Token, but soon stopped.

He remembered.

The day he had been caught while mourning Liu Erlong, when Liu Erlong broke his legs.

The Pope Token Tang Hao had given him had already been lost that day.

Flender shook his head.

Since the competition began, it had appeared fair and just.

Yet their treatment of Blue Tyrant Academy and Emperor Team was clearly worlds apart.

Even the Spirit Hall Team seemed not to receive treatment as good as the Blue Tyrant Academy Team.

All because of Ye Qiu.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang before him, Flender felt rather fortunate at that moment.

Fortunate that Liu Erlong had chosen Ye Qiu.

Rather than this Master before him, who could do nothing but rage helplessly.

"Hm?"

Yu Xiaogang's tantrum suddenly stopped. He raised his eyes toward Flender.

His expression abruptly darkened.

Did Flender also think he was useless?

What kind of sworn