That day.
After receiving the message, Gangzi raced straight to the hotel where the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team was staying.
"Stop! Who are you?"
"Don't you know this hotel has been booked by us, and suspicious people aren't allowed to come and go as they please?"
Gangzi hadn't even reached the entrance when a voice stopped him.
The speaker wore black and was tall and well-built. He was Osler, whose Martial Soul was the Ghost Leopard.
Gangzi clasped his hands behind his back and raised his chin slightly, his manner haughty. He didn't even spare the other man a glance.
As if it were only natural, he said:
"I'm the Grandmaster, your captain Yu Tianheng's uncle. Go inside and announce me."
Osler's fists clenched.
Gangzi's tone, treating him like a servant who should come when called and leave when dismissed, infuriated him.
"I don't remember the captain ever mentioning an uncle as old as you."
"Buzz-cut, take a good look at yourself in a puddle before you try to cozy up to our captain. You think you're worthy?"
"Pah—"
Osler didn't hold back. A string of insults left Gangzi reeling.
"You, you..."
Gangzi pointed at Osler with one trembling hand and pressed the other to his chest. He could barely get the words out.
So enraged, he nearly choked on his own breath.
"Why's it so noisy outside?"
"Didn't Osler tell you not to let every stray cat and dog wander in here?"
As Gangzi and Osler argued at the entrance, Yu Tianheng noticed the commotion and walked out curiously.
Five other Heaven Dou Royal Academy team members followed behind him.
Yu Tianheng's expression had been casual, but when he saw Gangzi, his body trembled slightly.
His voice rang with disbelief as he asked:
"Uncle, is that really you?"
"It's me, Tian Heng."
Once Gangzi confirmed it, the person there most excited besides Yu Tianheng was undoubtedly Osler.
"What?! This buzz-cut really is the captain's uncle?!"
"But you don't look alike at all. One of you is clearly imposing and extraordinary, while the other..."
Osler didn't finish, but everyone present knew what he meant.
Yu Tianheng knew this was a sore spot for Gangzi. He coughed and quickly changed the subject:
"By the way, Uncle, you haven't returned to the clan all these years. Grandfather misses you very much."
"Alas, I've been away from the clan for so many years, yet I've made no progress. I'm too ashamed to go back."
Gangzi sighed, but the next moment, he remembered why he had come and hurriedly urged him:
"Anyway, this isn't the place to talk. Let's go inside."
"I came to ask you for a favor, Tianheng."
"All right, Uncle. Come in."
Yu Tianheng promptly led him into the hotel.
As soon as they got inside,
Gangzi skipped the small talk and got straight to the point, pulling out the profiles of the eight Shrek team members.
"What are these?"
"Tianheng, these are the profiles of your next opponents, the Shrek team. Take a look..."
The profiles contained information about Tang San and the others, including their Martial Souls, levels, and Soul Skills.
After all, Soul Skills were a Soul Master's trump cards on the Douluo Continent.
If they knew the opposing team's Soul Skill trump cards, they would have a huge advantage from the start.
That was why Gangzi had collected information about the eight Shrek team members and brought it to Yu Tianheng.
He didn't care whether this was fair. All that mattered was winning in the end.
Yu Tianheng held the profiles and asked Gangzi in confusion:
"Uncle, where exactly did you get these?"
"And they're so detailed. Could it be..."
Secretly spying on their Soul Skills was a despicable thing to do.
If someone caught them snooping, it could lead to endless trouble.
Gangzi naturally understood that, so he reassured him:
"Don't worry. I'm a teacher at Shrek. Isn't it perfectly normal for me to know what Soul Skills they can use?"
"I see. I thought..."
Yu Tianheng muttered something, but his voice was so quiet that Gangzi couldn't hear him.
But soon,
he noticed something odd and spread one of the profiles out.
"By the way, Uncle, why is Tang Wu's profile so much more detailed than everyone else's?"
"The fighting style I can understand, but why are his daily habits listed too?"
The page about Tang Wu was densely packed with writing.
It had more than twice as much information as the other seven profiles combined. The bias was impossible to miss.
"Uncle, do you have some kind of grudge against this Tang Wu?"
"Uh, well..."
Gangzi could only give Yu Tianheng a vague, evasive answer.
After all,
how could he say he'd once been used as a means of transportation by Tang Wu, who had ridden him around whenever he pleased?
Wouldn't that cost him all his dignity?
Three days later.
The long-awaited match between Shrek Academy and Heaven Dou Royal Academy was finally set to begin that evening.
"Shrek! Shrek! Shrek..."
"Heaven Dou Royal! Heaven Dou Royal! Heaven Dou Royal..."
After several team matches, Tang Wu and the others had already gained a loyal following.
The supporters of Heaven Dou Royal Academy were just as unwilling to back down.
Their willingness to fight through their injuries had quickly earned them a crowd of admirers.
"Good evening, everyone! I'm your host, Doudou, and I'll be hosting tonight's team Soul Fighting match."
"Now, let's welcome both teams to the arena!"
With Doudou's appearance, the Spirit Fighting Arena's atmosphere instantly rose to its peak.
"It's you! You're that stinking bird from the other day. I never thought I'd run into you here."
Looking at Yu Feng of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Ma Hongjun sounded utterly incredulous.
"Fatso, we meet again."
Yu Feng met Ma Hongjun's gaze and glared back without yielding.
From the atmosphere between the two, it was clear they hadn't gotten along at all.
"Ha, interesting..."
Watching the two trade insults, Tang Wu's eyes gleamed with thought.
In this situation,
it seemed not only the main characters but some of the "supporting characters" were different from the original version.
He just didn't know what kind of person the final boss would turn out to be.
"So you're the Shrek team. You're much weaker than I expected. I hope you can last a little longer."
Yu Tianheng crossed his arms and glanced sidelong at the seven opponents, his tone arrogant.
But when he reached Tang Wu, he couldn't help pausing for a moment.
A Soul Elder at level 39 at the age of twelve—such a prodigy among prodigies was enough to astonish even him.
But, unfortunately, his Martial Soul was the Mutated Martial Soul, Blue Silver Seed.
A Trash Martial Soul was still a Trash Martial Soul. It could never match the best Beast Martial Soul in the world, the Lightning Tyrant Dragon.