Infighting Before the Tournament, Certain Death
On the Training Ground, the two sides engaged in a fierce fight, leaving the teachers and students watching in a state of shock.
Both sides fought with extreme ruthlessness, almost every move aimed at vital points.
The students watching couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, what's going on? Are they fighting amongst themselves?"
How could their teacher possibly know anything about the Shrek Seven Devils?
"I don't know, let's see."
Just then, a student who had just passed by the Conference Room whispered, "I just passed by the Conference Room and heard them having a heated argument. I don't know what it was about, but it seems like there's definitely something wrong within the Battle Team."
The only thing Shrek Academy can boast about right now is the Shrek Team.
The Battle Team is embroiled in internal strife again, and many teachers have gradually lost faith in the academy.
The college doesn't have many students to begin with, so such a big commotion spread throughout the entire campus in just a few minutes.
At this point, Flender approached Zhao Wuji, deciding that he would mediate the matter.
Zhao Wuji had just rushed out of the office when he turned back. "Dean, where are the Grandmaster?"
Logically speaking, Yu Xiaogang should be fully responsible for all matters concerning the Battle Team. Given such a major incident, shouldn't he step in to resolve it?
Flender sighed, "Yu Xiaogang is in a bad mood too, don't bother him. Old Zhao, you should go now."
As he left the office, Zhao Wuji sneered inwardly.
He had long known that Yu Xiaogang was unreliable, and that internal strife within the Battle Team might be related to him.
I don't know why Flender has this mentality, being so obedient to him.
If it were him, he would have kicked Yu Xiaogang away long ago.
Despite his displeasure, the Shrek Seven Devils were the academy's only hope for a comeback, so he had to step in and deal with the matter.
On the Training Ground.
Tang San's remaining conscience prevented him from using Hidden Weapons.
Dai Mubai was already Mid-Level Soul Ancestor, and his strength was extraordinary. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass could not restrain him.
With Ma Hongjun assisting, the Blue Silver Grass was instantly incinerated by the flames the moment it appeared.
It's important to know that the Immortal Herb he absorbed were not the two from the Original Space-Time, and they offered almost no improvement to the Blue Silver Grass.
Ma Hongjun might not be good at dealing with others, but he is very familiar with Tang San and naturally knows his weaknesses.
Tang San knew he couldn't win by force, so he quickly changed tactics.
Xiao Wu used her Teleport Soul Skill to get close to Ma Hongjun, and the two began to fight.
Tang San relied on the Tang Sect techniques to engage in close-quarters combat with Dai Mubai.
The fight was fierce, and both sides sustained injuries.
Seeing this, Zhao Wuji immediately rushed onto the Arena, separated the two combatants, and activated his Martial Soul. The powerful aura temporarily calmed both sides down.
"What are you looking at? Get back to class!"
At a command, the students and teachers who had been watching returned to their respective classrooms.
After clearing away all irrelevant personnel, he scanned the two sides engaged in combat and barked, "Well, well, your skills are getting better and better. What, are you going to dare to demolish the academy in a few years?"
Zhao Wuji was unaware of what had happened, so he could only give each of them eighty strokes of the military rod to temporarily stabilize the situation.
Xiao Wu was annoyed and said, "Teacher Zhao, that Dead Fatty deliberately caused trouble, it's not our fault!"
Ma Hongjun may not be afraid of Flender, but he is definitely afraid of Zhao Wuji.
After all, Flender mainly used words to teach people a lesson, while Zhao Wuji used fists and feet.
He didn't dare to speak, which made it seem like Xiao Wu was being unreasonable.
Before Zhao Wuji could speak, Tang San quickly added, "Teacher Zhao, everyone is right, but Fatty shouldn't have insulted the teacher."
Zhao Wuji knew he couldn't show favoritism to anyone, so he snapped, "Alright, all of you go back and rest. We'll talk about everything tomorrow."
"If I find out you still dare to fight, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Both sides had their reservations about the matter, but a last shred of friendship between them prevented them from acting impulsively.
Seven Treasures Academy.
In addition to the tactical system centered around Wu Qi, other characters were also used as the core of the training tactics.
After all, having multiple tactics is always good, at least it prevents you from revealing too many of your cards before the Finals.
Currently, they are training with the Qiangu Changkong" tactic as the core, engaging in Team Spirit Battle with the three instructors.
In terms of command ability, Qiangu Changkong is definitely not up to par; Wu Qi should still be in command.
However, all the tactics he executed were based on the Qiangu Changkong, and even Ning Rongrong's amplification Soul Skill was prioritized for him.
Despite being only Junior Soul Ancestor, Qiangu Changkong, with the help of his teammates, handled his Soul King Rank teacher with ease, even managing to fight his way in and out seven times.
Of course, the teachers' leniency played a part, but the strength of the Seven Treasures Team's teamwork cannot be denied.
After the match, Qiangu Changkong threw a few punches at the air and laughed loudly, "That was awesome! That was so awesome!"
"Wu Ge, for the first half of the Preliminary Round, let me be the core of the team, okay?"
Ning Rongrong laughed and joked, "Dad said that if we can advance with a perfect record in the Preliminary Round, it will break the record in the history of the competition, and Dad will give us a reward."
"Moreover, the Heaven Dou Empire will also reward us in return."
"So, you stinky Chang Kong, you can't let the team lose."
I've been scratching my head in Qiangu Changkong.
In the Battle Team, the others may not lack money, but Chen Ping definitely does.
Wouldn't it be a terrible mistake if the prize money slipped through his fingers because of his error?
Wu Qi laughed and said, "It's alright. Unless we face a strong opponent in the Preliminary Round, we'll use a dual-core strategy. Chang Kong and Wushuang will both be the core of the team, and Xiaotian and I must each play to provide backup."
Sun Buyu chimed in, "That's right, while ensuring victory, everyone should have the opportunity to shine individually."
"If the situation is unclear, then winning should be the top priority."
Afterwards, a training summary was conducted, and today's training session concluded.
With money, Wu Qi was naturally generous, taking everyone to high-end restaurants in the city for dinner every night.
Of course, he wasn't wasting money; rather, high-end restaurants sell high-quality Spirit Beast Meat, which, when consumed, greatly aids Soul Master's cultivation.
But when they were leaving today, Ning Tianyu called them back.
Have you heard?
"What is it?" asked the Qiangu Changkong.
The others also showed curiosity.
Ning Tianyu said with a smile, "The Shrek Academy Team had a fierce internal conflict this afternoon."
Many students at the Seven Treasures Academy come from the Shrek Academy.
Although they have transferred schools, they still have many friends at the Shrek Academy.
Such a major event as internal strife within the Battle Team could not be kept secret, and news of it quickly reached Seven Treasures Academy.
"Internal strife before the match? They're asking for trouble." Ning Rongrong sneered.
Wu Qi didn't know why they were fighting amongst themselves. Strategically, they could ignore the Shrek Seven Devils, but tactically they had to take them seriously.
You know, nobody in the Original Space-Time had high hopes for the Shrek Seven Devils, but they still won the championship in the end, didn't they?
Although they didn't know what had happened to the other side, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's abilities alone might be enough to resolve this internal strife.