The Teams Enter Martial Soul City, Yu Xiaogang's Absolute Confidence!

All Teams Enter Martial Soul City, Yu Xiaogang's Absolute Confidence!

Half a month later.

Near Martial Soul City.

An endless stream of carriages sped toward Martial Soul City.

The convoy was divided into many factions, and the patterns engraved on the carriages of different factions were different, corresponding to the school emblems of various advanced Soul Master Academy institutions.

In the Shrek Academy convoy, Tang San sat quietly in the carriage, gazing at the scenery outside, his expression very solemn.

Liu Erlong sat opposite Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others, with Xiao Wu nestled in her arms.

Liu Erlong gently stroked Xiao Wu's cheek, looked at the solemn-faced Tang San, and said in a low voice, "Xiao San, Xiaogang said that this final will not be easy, so you must be careful and cautious during this final!"

"The final is where the real slaughter begins!!"

Tang San gave a hum, nodded, and replied with a serious face, "Dean Erlong, don't worry, I will lead the team through it!"

"No matter what abilities our opponents have, we will definitely use all our strength to take first place!"

He said these words with a very firm tone.

After saying this, Tang San quietly added in his heart: In the preliminary rounds, the strength I displayed was not my full strength at all; I still have many trump cards that I haven't used yet.

The championship of the final, I will definitely pocket it!

Seeing Tang San's high fighting spirit, a look of relief appeared on Liu Erlong's face, but this look of relief soon disappeared.

It was replaced by a feeling of discomfort, as uncomfortable as having a fish bone stuck in one's throat.

"Dean Erlong, do you have anything else to instruct?" Tang San asked thoughtfully.

Liu Erlong took a deep breath: "There is nothing to instruct. Although this final is very difficult, it is also an opportunity for you."

Pausing for a moment, Liu Erlong thought about how Yu Xiaogang had already arrived at Martial Soul City ahead of them and had even requested to see Bibi Dong.

When rivals meet, they are especially jealous.

Liu Erlong was in no mood to be happy at this moment.

Suppressing her voice, she tried her best to keep her emotions stable: "Xiaogang has already arrived at Martial Soul City ahead of time. This time, he has prepared a big surprise for you in Martial Soul City."

A big surprise?

Prepared by Teacher?

Tang San became interested, and a strong sense of curiosity involuntarily welled up in his eyes.

Unable to fathom what kind of surprise Yu Xiaogang had prepared for him, Tang San was just about to ask when the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Dean Flender, Dean Liu Erlong, something big has happened!"

A teacher from Shrek Academy who had come along said in a hurried voice, "Grandmaster... Grandmaster has been hung on the city wall of Martial Soul City."

What?!

Liu Erlong rushed out of the carriage abruptly.

The next second, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others also rushed out of the carriage.

They were still some distance away from Martial Soul City, but from this position, they could already clearly see the scene on the city wall.

In the eyes of everyone, the sight of Yu Xiaogang with his hands tied by thick hemp ropes, hanging on the city wall, came into view.

Liu Erlong's mind went blank.

Tang San's mind also went blank.

His neck became very stiff, and Tang San looked at Liu Erlong with some surprise.

In a trance, the words Liu Erlong had just said in the carriage echoed in his ears again.

There is nothing to instruct. Although this final is very difficult, it is also an opportunity for you.

Xiaogang has already arrived at Martial Soul City ahead of time. This time, he has prepared a big surprise for you in Martial Soul City.

Dean Erlong, is this the big surprise you were talking about?

Are you sure this can be called a surprise?!

On the city wall.

Yu Xiaogang's aura was very weak.

He had been hung on the city wall for half a month.

Except for the fixed times when someone brought him food so he wouldn't starve to death, he had been hung here the rest of the time.

Yu Xiaogang didn't even know how he had survived these past half a month, having to eat, drink, and relieve himself while hanging there.

After half a month of torture, he could now smell a foul stench on his own body.

Exposed to the wind and sun, his lips had turned pale as snow, cracked into a multitude of fissures.

"Why haven't Tang San and the others arrived yet? If this continues, I won't be able to hold on much longer!"

Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself over and over again, realizing he lacked the ability to escape on his own and pinning all his hopes on Tang San and his group.

He kept calculating the time in his heart, his initial hope already beginning to shift toward despair.

"Is that the emblem of Shrek Academy?"

"Tang San, it's Tang San and the others!"

On the verge of despair, Yu Xiaogang habitually looked toward the distance of Martial Soul City, watching as a large convoy approached.

Straining to see clearly, he made out the Shrek Academy emblem, and his desperate eyes immediately filled with surprise.

"Tang San and the others are here! I can be saved!"

"Regardless of anything else, I am still a part of Shrek Academy!"

"And with Tang San here, surely Haotian must have come along as well, right?"

"As long as Haotian is here, I can finally end this torture that is worse than death!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted in his heart, his emotions surging.

The memory of the time at Shrek Academy in Suotuo City, when Tang Hao had sought out Zhao Wuji in the dead of night to vent his anger on behalf of Tang San, resurfaced in his mind.

At the time, Zhao Wuji might have seemed to gain some benefits, but in essence, he had been hammered—that was an indisputable fact.

Thinking of these things, Yu Xiaogang became even more certain of his own guesses and judgments.

With the Spirit Master Tournament finals being held at the very headquarters of Martial Soul Hall, Yu Xiaogang did not believe that Tang Hao would truly feel at ease letting Tang San come here alone.

Firmly convinced of this, Yu Xiaogang could not control his breathing; his entire being perked up, looking nothing like someone who had been hanging there for half a month.

Meanwhile.

Inside the Pope's Palace, Yue Guan bowed at the foot of the steps.

"Your Excellency, the various teams for the preliminary rounds have arrived in Martial Soul City!"

"Shrek Academy, to which Yu Xiaogang belongs—the one you took custody of half a month ago—has also arrived outside the city!"

"Your Excellency, do you think we should take any measures regarding this matter?"

Qian Renyu sat quietly upon the papal throne.

While listening to Yue Guan's report, he looked toward the direction outside Martial Soul City with great interest.

"Let nature take its course; there is no need for deliberate intervention!"

"The sky over Martial Soul City cannot be changed!"

Yue Guan accepted the order, knowing the nature of Qian Renyu's character. After reporting these matters, he tactfully departed from the Pope's Palace without a single word of unnecessary chatter.

Watching Yue Guan leave, Qian Renyu slowly walked out of the Pope's Palace.

His body rose slowly into the air, and he stood alone at the very pinnacle of the Pope's Palace, his eyes—which had previously only been able to look but not see through things—now focused.

At this moment, he gazed out toward the direction of the city outskirts across the considerable distance.

"Tang San, Shrek Academy, Martial Soul City—"

"You are most welcome!!"