Ma Hongjun patted Dai Mubai on the shoulder.
"We're brothers. Why are you saying that?"
"Boss Dai, don't be so down."
"As they say, failure is success's mom."
"Besides, we didn't lose!"
"You didn't go all out either, did you?"
"Actually, it wasn't just you. None of us used our full strength."
"And the captain and Rongrong haven't even taken the field yet."
Dai Mubai raised a hand and knocked the fatty on the head.
"You think you're so capable?"
"Fine, then you can go up by yourself next time."
"Let's see how you burn seven people on your own."
Ma Hongjun rubbed his head.
He pouted pitifully.
"I was just trying to comfort you."
"'Failure is the mother of success.' That saying is quite right."
"There's a month-long adjustment period before the Qualifying Rounds."
"During that time, you'll have plenty of opportunity to find your shortcomings."
Flender had walked over at some point.
His gaze rested on Dai Mubai as he smiled at him.
"Dean."
Facing Flender's gaze, Dai Mubai lowered his head.
Flender walked to his side and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Actually, the outcome of today's match is better than if you had won."
"I've always said that actual combat is the best way to test yourselves."
"Only by constantly fighting in real combat and facing different opponents can you improve faster."
"The profession of a Spirit Master is ever-changing. No one knows what kind of opponent they'll encounter in their next battle."
"The only way is to fight as many different Spirit Masters as possible and build up your experience."
"All of you are geniuses in the Spirit Master World."
"The opponents you encounter in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament are also the finest of the younger generation."
"This competition is