Once the topic opened up, it was like floodgates being raised at a reservoir—an unstoppable torrent.
Wang Yan poured out the pressure weighing on him to Ye Luochen, his heart full of frustration:
"Huo Yuhao was severely injured by what happened last night and still hasn't recovered. Jiang Nannan, Xiao Xiao, and the others were also badly wounded by that Soul King from Qianling Academy's overwhelmingly powerful attacks today.
"Only Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi are a little better off. Their cultivation and defenses are stronger, so they only suffered minor injuries."
"But whether the injuries are severe or minor, they're still injuries. They'll all affect their strength. You know these people, and you have some idea of what they're capable of.
"Even at their peak, even if they pushed themselves beyond their limits, it would be questionable how far they could make it in the tournament. Much less now, when they're all injured?"
Hearing this, Ye Luochen's thoughts stirred, and he asked:
"Then what about the main team? Why aren't they competing? With their strength, sweeping through this tournament should be more than easy."
For Shrek right now, this question was absolutely a secret that could not be revealed to outsiders.
But Wang Yan could no longer care about that. He only wanted to pour out all the bitterness in his heart to the person before him and finally unburden himself.
Thus, faced with Ye Luochen's question, Wang Yan answered almost without hesitation:
"Don't even mention it. The main team is in even worse shape than the reserve team."
"You should have noticed by now. Of the Seven Monsters, only three came to this tournament: Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, and Ling Luochen.
"All three were severely injured and can only recuperate at the hotel. They won't be able to