Blazing Fire's Battle of Revenge, Shocking Shrek

In the stands, Lin Qingmo withdrew his gaze from Tang San, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the railing.

He didn't underestimate Tang San.

In the original work, this guy was basically a protagonist template with overpowered abilities.

Now it seems that this version of Tang San is even more outrageous than he predicted.

The tortoise-shell defensive formation used by the Elephant Armored Academy in the original work.

Tang San had to rely on the Blue Silver Grass to Entanglement and divide the formation, and then use Dai Mubai as a human hammer to smash the formation. In the end, he still had to rely on the Hell White Tiger, the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, to break through the defense.

But the situation has changed.

Tang San drew his Haotian Hammer and began to smash it down, one blow after another.

The Elephant Armored Academy's proud absolute defense was as flimsy as paper in front of that pitch-black hammer.

"It's definitely a level above the original work," Lin Qingmo thought to himself, giving an objective assessment.

But that's all.

When he looked away, there was even a faint smile on his lips.

It's only meaningful if it's strong; if it's too weak, it has no reference value whatsoever.

Liu Erlong, standing beside him, crossed his arms and narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly. "Finished watching?"

"I've finished reading it."

"Walk?"

"Walk."

The two got up and left the stands, decisively and without any hesitation.

Liu Erlong walked ahead, his back ramrod straight.

The wind in the corridor stirred her long hair, revealing the beautiful scenery below.

Lin Qingmo's gaze involuntarily fell on it for a moment, then he casually looked away.

Liu Erlong, however, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He paused, tilted his head slightly, and asked in a lazy yet dangerous tone, "What are you looking at?"

"Watch where you're going."

"The road is ahead, not behind me."

"Teacher Er Long, there's a leaf stuck to your lower back." Lin Qingmo said without changing his expression.

Liu Erlong reached out and touched it, but there was nothing there.

She turned around, her gaze fixed Youyou on Lin Qingmo: "Lin, Qing, Mo!"

Lin Qingmo quickened her pace, sensing the situation. "Let's go, let's go back and check on Xiao Wu and the others."

The next few matches were a foregone conclusion.

The name of the Imperial Fighting Team has become a formidable force in this tournament.

When the opposing team came on stage and saw their lineup, their faces turned green.

Some people simply raised their hands in surrender.

Some people gritted their teeth and fought for thirty seconds before being crushed.

Another team's Captain went on stage, first showing off to the Imperial Fighting Team, and then announcing their defeat.

That scene really amused the audience.

Xiao Wu lay sprawled on the table in the rest area, bored out of her mind, pulling at her hair. "Why is everyone surrendering? What's the point of this competition?"

Ning Rongrong took a sip of tea and replied with a smile, "It's better than beating people until your hands are sore."

"It's only satisfying to beat them until your hands are sore!" Dugu Yan sneered, her emerald eyes filled with lingering regret and undiminished fighting spirit.

Just when the entire Imperial Fighting Team was about to get so bored that they started counting the ceiling.

"Next match— Blazing Fire Academy versus Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"

The host's voice boomed through the Soul Fighting Arena, instantly raising the atmosphere to a fever pitch.

Others don't know,

But longtime viewers of Heaven Dou City remember that these two teams faced off in an exchange match last time, and Huangdou emerged victorious.

Now, Blazing Fire is battling again in the Royal Arena, a war of revenge! Who wouldn't love to watch?

What's even more remarkable is that Blazing Fire Academy didn't concede defeat outright like the other Academy.

In the rest area, Xiao Wu suddenly sat up straight, her eyes shining like two stars. "We've got a job!"

The seven students from the Blazing Fire Academy were the first to take the stage.

Captain Huo Wushuang walked at the very front.

The horn of Unicorn Fire Dragon had already appeared on its forehead, and its blazing Soul Power emitted a pale red aura.

The four Spirit Ring, two yellow and two purple, formed an imposing aura.

Vice- Captain Huo Wu followed closely behind, her burning gaze fixed on the opposite passage.

The last failure is a thorn stuck in my heart.

Her tactics were ignored, and "Fire Dance Shining Sun" was crushed head-on.

This time, she sharpened her sword for a long time, just to fight the royal battle again.

"They're here," Huo Wu whispered.

The Imperial Fighting Team stepped out of the passage.

Xiao Wu was leading the way.

With a light and agile gait and a lazy smile on his lips, he seemed to be out for a spring outing rather than fighting.

Following closely behind are Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, and Bai Chenxiang.

The six people walked out unhurriedly.

Huo Wu's pupils contracted sharply.

She quickly scanned the opposing team's formation: one, two, three, four, five, six—six people?!

"Etc."

Huo Wu's voice rang out on the arena, sharp and questioning.

Why are there only six people?

"Where is your Captain? Why isn't Lin Qingmo here?"

Thinking of a certain possibility, Huo Wu's expression turned unfriendly. "Does this mean you look down on our Blazing Fire Academy?"

Xiao Wu tilted her head, a playful smile on her face, "A-Qing said he wants to rest today."

"Take a break?"

Huo Wushuang's beast horn on his forehead suddenly turned red, and a deep anger surged in his chest.

What does he mean?

"Just because you won one game, you think you can take us seriously?"

The other members of the Blazing Fire Team also looked hostile.

Nobody wants to be looked down upon like this.

Even if you win, it won't be a satisfying victory.

Dugu Yan glanced at Huo Wushuang eyes, and said in a clear, cold voice, "His exact words were, 'Six people are enough; adding one more would only hinder their movements.'"

After saying that, she pointed to the audience seats where Lin Qingmo and Liu Erlong were currently located.

"You can ask him yourself if you have any questions."

Huo Wu and the others looked over.

Lin Qingmo twitched the corner of his mouth.

Holy crap, are these guys really good at drawing attention and provoking trouble?

In this situation, he naturally wouldn't say anything provocative; he simply waved calmly.

This action still caused an uproar among the audience.

"Is the Imperial Fighting Team really that arrogant?"

"The players are wild, but the Captain is even wilder!"

Someone in the audience gasped.

Some people slapped their thighs in excitement, while others had already started placing bets like crazy.

The expressions of the seven members of the Blazing Fire Team all darkened.

Huo Wu took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently, and her voice, instead of calm, hardened. "Okay."

"Since your Captain looks down on us so much, then the six of you will pay the price for him."

"I will avenge the humiliation of last time with interest today."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu clapped her hands lightly and turned to look at her teammates.

"Did you hear that? They said they're going to get it back with interest."

Zhu Zhuqing gave a blank "hmm".

"Come on then, we're not afraid of anything."

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and chuckled softly; the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was already faintly emerging in her palm.

"In short, we will be the ones to win."

The Bai Chenxiang's wings stretched out slightly, its joints making a soft, cracking sound as it loosened its muscles and bones.

Ye Lingling remained silent.

Dugu Yan tucked her long hair behind her ear, a cold smile curving her lips, "Then let them try."

The referee's gaze swept between the two sides, and he spoke in a deep voice, "Both sides, prepare—"

"The Soul Fighting begins!"

The moment the referee's flag was lowered.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Huo Wushuang unleashed the full power of his Single-Horned Fire Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.

The single horn on his forehead suddenly extended to more than a foot.

Its entire body was crimson red like a branding iron, and two charred footprints were burned into the arena beneath its feet.

He transformed into a Lie Yan storm of flames, charging straight towards the core of the Imperial Fighting Team's formation.

Huo Yun and Huo Yu spread out to the flanks in perfect unison.

The Fire Crane Martial Soul transformed into wings that adhered to its arms, skimming low across the ground to form a pincer-like encirclement.

Huo Han pressed down from the side.

Huo Yan and Huo Shi stood in front of Huo Wu, forming a solid defensive line.

All of this happened in the Huo Shi an eye.

Huo Wu's tactics are very clear.

Last time their tactics were figured out, so this time they simply switched to a full-scale offensive.

This was the revenge script she had rehearsed countless times, hoping it would be the most effective one.