Three evenings later, everyone gathered together to discuss the next day's match.
Normally, given Shrek Academy's lineup and foundation, there was no need to worry about the other academies. But an accident had occurred on the journey here, leaving all the regular team members except Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, and Ling Luochen severely injured. One of them had even died.
Therefore, they had to carefully arrange their tactics for the upcoming matches. After all, even Li Changsheng, their strongest fighter, had yet to recover from his injuries and could not display his peak combat power.
"Everyone, tell us about your soul skill abilities."
Wang Yan, seated at the head of the table, looked at the reserve team members below and spoke softly.
The first to speak was naturally Beibei. Not only was he Mu En's great-grandson, but he was also the oldest member of the reserve team.
As for his soul skills, they were not too different from Yu Tianheng's from ten thousand years ago. Their abilities and effects were basically the same.
Next came Xu Sanshi, Jiang Nannan, Li Changsheng, and Wang Dong.
Xu Sanshi and Li Changsheng were both defense-type Soul Masters, so their skills focused primarily on defense. It was just that one of Xu Sanshi's abilities was rather surprising.
As for Jiang Nannan and Wang Dong, there were no particularly outstanding features. Their skills simply suited their respective martial souls well.
But when it was He Caitou's turn, an awkward expression appeared on his face.
"What are you embarrassed about? You're just explaining your soul skill's effect. Do you need to pull that face?"
Seeing He Caitou's expression, Ma Xiaotao, who was seated opposite him, narrowed her beautiful eyes and asked in confusion.
"I can tell you, but you have to promise not to laugh," He