Han Yuchen, who had not taken the field, sat below the stage munching on snacks, watching the scene with a chuckle. He was not worried in the slightest.
Master and Flender were equally calm. They believed in the Shrek Seven Devils.
Liu Erlong, however, had a fiery temper. She threw a heavy punch into the air and loudly cheered for the Seven Devils.
"Ha ha ha! Didn't you eat? Is that all the strength you've got?"
"That's not even enough to scratch my itch!"
The Elephant Armor Academy members burst into unrestrained laughter.
Boos rose from the audience once again.
"So after all that, they're just all show!"
"They can't even break through their defense. What the hell are they fighting for?"
"Shrek? I think 'Slime' Academy would suit them better!"
Listening to the ridicule around them, Dai Mubai and the others' expressions turned incredibly grim.
For the first time, they felt such an overwhelming... sense of helplessness.
Just as everyone thought Shrek Academy was about to run out of tricks—
"Had enough fun?"
Everyone turned around to see Han Yuchen standing there, yawning lazily out of boredom.
"That turtle shell really is tough."
"But no matter how tough a shell is, it still has its limits."
"Little San."
He spoke calmly.
"Show them what... true control is."
"Little San."
Dai Mubai reminded him, his voice low but clearly reaching Tang San's ears.
Tang San nodded.
He slowly stepped out from the rear of the team.
The other members of the Shrek Seven Devils retreated in perfect unison like a receding tide, leaving the entire stage to him alone.
"Hm?"
"What are they doing? The others aren't fighting anymore?"
"They're sending a Control System Soul Master to face the Elephant Armor Sect's 'Immovable Fortress' alone? Have they... given up?"
Shrek's