Flender caught the crucial point and hurriedly asked, "Wait, Tian Heng, which number were you in the lineup?"
"Fifth." As soon as he said it, Yu Tianheng realized how serious the situation was.
Yu Xiaogang exclaimed in alarm, "This is bad! Feng Xiaotian has already beaten five of us single-handedly."
Tang San asked, "Who's going up next?"
Dai Mubai immediately said, "Xiao San, didn't you arrange the lineup? Everyone who's been eliminated has come back. Only Xiao Wu and Fatty are left. I think Xiao Wu is sixth."
Flender was frantic. "If Xiao Wu loses, Feng Xiaotian will have beaten six of us single-handedly. Xiaogang, I'll go stop the match. You keep looking after the children."
Fortunately, Zhao Xiaohui had already raised the tournament record to a seven-person sweep. Even if Xiao Wu lost, the worst they would face was a six-person sweep. It would not tie the tournament record, and Shrek Academy would not be nailed to the pillar of shame.
In the spectator stands.
Meng Shu stroked his beard and said, "Thinking about it now, that Tang San must be Tang Hao's son. Luckily, we didn't attack him back in the Star Dou Great Forest, or our clan would have been in serious trouble."
Chao Tianxiang felt much the same, but the current state of the match left them no room to think about anything else.
"Old man, that girl from Shrek Academy has lost her composure. Feng Xiaotian probably has forty percent of his strength left. With more than ten levels of soul power between them, that forty percent is enough to handle a Soul Ancestor."
Meng Shu smiled bitterly. "That would still only be a six-person sweep. It won't wash away the shame hanging over Yiran and the others. Ah, if I'd known it would come