On the arena stage,
The host strode through the crowd with effortless flair, cutting a dashing figure.
Every cheer drew answering cries.
As the introductions concluded one after another, it was time for the match!
"The thrilling, spectacular Team Soul Battle begins! Now, please welcome the Shrek Seven Devils!"
"And please welcome the Berserk Team! The strength of these two sides... hiss... that's a little hard to put into words!"
Ye Xingchen walked onto the stage with an utterly calm expression. He glanced at the Berserk Team opposite him, a glint flashing through his eyes.
He had not chosen to face them in their first appearance out of a desire to compete and prove himself.
It was simply that only battles like this could raise their Soul Fighting index faster!
"My heavens, these two teams aren't remotely evenly matched! How did this happen?"
"Good thing I bet on the Berserk Team to win. These Shrek Seven Devils are probably done for. How pitiful-it's only their first match!"
"Exactly, exactly! Who told them to choose such formidable opponents for their very first match?"
In a corner by the arena,
Flender glanced at Grandmaster, who was pushing a wheelchair, feeling a little helpless.
He had known this master and disciple would not let things rest and would come to watch the match!
He sighed, then slowly walked over!
"How infuriating! I was clearly the one who came up with the name Shrek Seven Devils, but he twisted things around and stole it!" Grandmaster sighed.
"Now he's the one getting credit for it. That fellow is no simple character!"
The pale-faced Tang San shook his head slightly. He looked at his teacher and said bitterly,
"Didn't he twist things around and steal my Thousand Hands Asura title too? I remember telling