Xiaotao is Sealed in an Ice Cocoon, Sun Moon Team Forced to Forfeit

How is she?

Xue Qingyao didn't turn her head, pressing her hands on the surface of the ice cocoon, her fingertips turning slightly white.

"The Evil Fire has been temporarily suppressed."

Dai Huabin had just breathed a sigh of relief when the next sentence brought him back to his senses.

"But her meridians were severely damaged by the dark power of the Sword of Judgment, and the Evil Fire was deeply fused with them. I can only maintain the status quo; I cannot completely eliminate it."

Inside the ice cocoon, Ma Xiaotao's face was pale, and her brows were slightly furrowed.

Through the translucent ice, you could see a few wisps of black flame flickering beneath her skin.

Dai Huabin squatted down and placed his palm on the surface of the ice cocoon.

The ice was cold, but he knew the temperature inside was actually quite high.

The Evil Fire had been entangled with Ma Xiaotao for over a decade, and had long since seeped into the depths of her meridians.

He remained silent for a few seconds.

The moment Ma Xiaotao stepped in front of him, Dai Huabin didn't have time to think.

"Huabin." Zhu Lu placed her hand on his shoulder.

Dai Huabin stood up and turned to look at her.

Zhu Lu didn't say much, just nodded slightly. The meaning was clear: Ma Xiaotao was alright.

"Sister Xue, how long can you hold on?" Dai Huabin asked.

"Maintaining the ice cocoon isn't difficult; my Soul Power is sufficient." Xue Qingyao finally turned her head to look at him. "You go and handle the competition matters first; leave this to me."

Dai Huabin took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.

The game isn't over yet.

He turned to face the ring. The cheers from the audience continued, but he couldn't care less about them for the moment.

We won the team competition; next up are the individual elimination rounds and the second and third rounds of strategy.

At the same time, Dai Yueheng walked over from the side, his excitement still lingering. When he saw Ma Xiaotao's ice cocoon, his expression softened considerably.

How is Sister Xiaotao?

"Things are stable for now. We'll figure something out when we get back," Dai Huabin said briefly. "How are you feeling?"

Dai Yueheng stretched his arms. "My Soul Power has recovered quite a bit. I took a few shots earlier, but they were just superficial wounds, nothing serious."

"Where's Xixi? Ling Luochen?"

Xixi ran over from the other side. "I'm fine. The Lightning Storm used up a little of my Soul Power, but not much."

Ling Luochen followed behind and quietly reported a number, "Soul Power has recovered to 70%."

Zhu Lu: "I have 50% of my Soul Power left. The Martial Soul Fusion Skill consumes a lot of energy, but it's enough for individual matches."

Dai Huabin went through it in his mind and decided to let Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan fill in the gaps.

The contestant rest area of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy.

Ma Rulong knelt on one knee, one hand supporting himself on the back of the chair, the other hand covering his chest.

His face was deathly pale, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and every cough brought up a mouthful of bloody froth.

The price of the Chapter of Sacrifice was too high.

Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen were in slightly better condition, but not much better. Both of them had been directly attacked by Dai Huabin.

Mi Jia slumped onto the chair, motionless. Li Yan leaned against the wall, his head tilted to the side, his legs still trembling.

Lin Xi and Xiao Xiafeng both fainted and were carried to the back.

After checking each injury, Elder Ma from the Sun Moon Team frowned so deeply that he could have trapped a fly in his brow.

"Like a dragon using the Chapter of Sacrifice, forget about individual competitions, he won't be able to use his Soul Tool for the next six months," Elder Ma's voice was low and deep. "The others are all injured as well."

Xiao Hongchen gritted his teeth and tried to prop himself up from the chair. "Elder Ma, I can still fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force with his right arm, and the sharp pain made him groan, causing him to fall back down.

"Brother!" Meng Hongchen quickly supported him, then shook her head, her voice trembling, "Don't push yourself. If you go back to the arena, you won't just lose, you'll be crippled."

Xiao Hongchen clenched his fists and remained silent.

He was unwilling to accept it.

He had prepared all the tactics thoroughly, including the salvo from 128 level-5 Soul Cannon and the liquefied advance of the Golden Devotion.

But that Domain of Eternal Freeze...

He would never forget the feeling of his Soul Power channel being frozen.

Elder Ma looked around at the young people, and finally fixed his gaze on Ma Rulong.

This child sacrificed even his lifeblood for the team. The Sword of Judgment did have an effect, forcing back the Extreme Ice Hell White Tiger. But the price was too high.

"Elder Ma," Ma Rulong's voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible, "Individual competition..."

"I understand," Elder Ma interrupted him.

After a few seconds of silence, Elder Ma stood up.

He knew very well that on Shrek's side, Dai Huabin, Dai Yueheng, Zhu Lu, Ling Luochen, Xixi... these people had limited resources to sustain in team battles.

In the individual competition, Sun Moon can't even muster three players who are even physically capable of standing up. What are they supposed to do?

Are you just feeding them kills?

Above the arena, referee Huang Jinxu's voice resounded throughout the entire arena via the soul-guided loudspeaker.

"Both sides will take a five-minute break to prepare for the individual elimination rounds! Please send seven players from each side to compete!"

The noise from the audience gradually subsided.

Everyone is waiting to see the individual competition.

The team battles were already exciting enough, will the individual matches be even more intense?

On the Shrek Academy's bench, Dai Huabin turned around and glanced at his teammates.

"In the individual competition, Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan will go. A quick and decisive battle is crucial; don't give the opponents any chance to breathe."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Zhang Lexuan walked over from behind, holding a notepad in her hand:

"I'll submit the list. Huabin, do you think the other side can send anyone else?"

Dai Huabin thought for a moment, considering the situation in the team fight just now,

"Suspense."

Zhang Lexuan nodded and turned to hand in the list.

Ning Tian leaned over from the back seat. "Huabin, do you think they'll forfeit?"

"If Ma Rulong is smart, he should," Dai Huabin sat down, "A head-on fight is pointless; conserving strength to recover from injuries is the right choice."

Xiao Xiao asked softly, "Is Sister Xiaotao Tao really alright?"

"It's temporarily stabilized," Dai Huabin repeated. "We'll figure out a way to deal with the Evil Fire problem when we get back."

Cui Yajie looked at Ma Xiaotao inside the ice cocoon, biting her lip. "That Sword of Judgment is disgusting..."

Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Huang Jinxu stepped onto the referee's platform once again, his loud voice resounding throughout the stadium.

"Please request the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy to send out their individual elimination tournament contestants!"

The audience's attention once again turned to both sides of the ring.

On Shrek's side, the seven-person list had already been submitted. Dai Huabin, along with Dai Yueheng, Zhu Lu, and others, stood up, preparing to go on stage.

But beyond the Sun Moon, all is silent.

Ten seconds passed, and no one came out.

Twenty seconds passed, still nothing.

Whispers began to rise from the audience.

Dai Huabin stopped and looked towards the Sun Moon rest area.

Ma Rulong walked slowly, each step requiring all his strength to maintain his balance. But he persisted and walked to the referee.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared at the pale-faced Captain Sun Moon.

Ma Rulong took a deep breath, his voice hoarse.

"Referee, we concede."