Before the two Agility Attack System Soul Masters from Barak Academy could even make out their attackers, several bone-deep claw marks appeared across their bodies. They screamed and collapsed.
"My Recovery Great Sausage! Who wants one?"
Oscar's sleazy voice rang out.
"Phoenix Fireline!"
Ma Hongjun spewed a blast of scorching flame. The martial souls of the opposing two Defense System Soul Masters melted instantly, scalding them until they howled in pain.
The entire battle had flowed like water, crushing all resistance.
From beginning to end, it had not even taken three minutes.
By the time Barak Academy's seven members lay battered and bruised on the ground, unable to fight any longer, the Shrek Seven Devils had not so much as wrinkled their clothes.
The entire arena fell deathly silent.
All the earlier mockery and sneering vanished.
Everyone stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed at the seven "country bumpkins" in shit-green uniforms on the field.
This...
This was a fucking massacre!
After a brief silence, thunderous applause and cheers erupted!
"Awesome! Shrek Academy!"
"That Control System guy is insanely strong!"
"That Support System martial soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, right? My god!"
Victors deserved praise.
The Shrek group returned to the rest area, their faces all brimming with excitement and pride.
Master still wore the same expression as he calmly began analyzing the shortcomings in the battle.
"Mubai, your attacks are still too rash."
"Fatty, your control over your flames isn't refined enough."
Han Yuchen put away his lounge chair and fruit juice, then stretched lazily.
He did not mention the mysterious woman. Instead, he walked over to Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing and patted their shoulders.
"Don't celebrate too soon."
He gestured with his chin toward the Star Luo Empire team.
"There are some tough ones over there."
Dai