On the final day of the preliminaries, the atmosphere in the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena was pushed to its peak.
When the referee finally announced that Shrek Academy had claimed the preliminaries championship with a flawless record, thunderous cheers nearly blew off the entire Soul Fighting Arena's roof.
Shrek, this dark horse that had emerged from nowhere, had carved the word "monsters" into everyone's hearts with one crushing victory after another.
The night was as black as ink, and the starlight was dim.
Inside the hotel where Shrek Academy was staying, everyone was holding a small celebration banquet.
Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had long since drunk themselves red-faced, slinging arms over each other's shoulders as they bragged about their "peerless masculine prowess," which they had never even had the chance to display.
Oscar, meanwhile, held his "Recovery Great Sausage" and chased Ning Rongrong all around the room, their laughter ringing without end.
Han Yuchen still wore his usual calm, unruffled expression. Holding a glass of juice, he quietly watched his companions fool around, a faint smile on his lips.
He enjoyed this atmosphere. It made him feel that he was not some lofty, solitary divine soul, but a person of flesh and blood.
Tang San sat in a corner while Xiao Wu nestled beside him, softly sharing the joy of the day.
Though he wore a smile as well, there was always a trace of barely perceptible gravity lingering between his brows.
"Brother, what's wrong? Aren't you happy?" Xiao Wu asked with concern, shaking his arm.
"Nothing," Tang San said gently, rubbing her hair. "I was just thinking that the preliminaries are only the beginning. The opponents in the Promotion Tournament and the finals will only grow stronger. We can't afford to relax in the slightest."
His gaze