Yu Xiaogang looked at everyone on the training field and slowly began to speak.
"I have an announcement."
"In light of the major changes to the Imperial Fighting Team's roster, and after careful consideration of how to achieve excellent results in the upcoming Soul Master Tournament, I have decided to adjust the Imperial Fighting Team's command structure."
As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang raised a hand and pointed at Yu Tianheng.
"Effective today, Yu Tianheng will step down as captain of the Imperial Fighting Team."
The moment he said this, the relatively quiet training field erupted.
"What the hell?"
Yufeng dug at his ear, wondering whether he had heard wrong.
Then he pointed straight at Yu Xiaogang's nose and snapped without a shred of courtesy, "Who the hell do you think you are, replacing our captain just like that?"
"Who the fuck are you?"
Osler stepped forward as well, glaring at Yu Xiaogang in open displeasure.
"Exactly! Since when does an outsider like you get to boss the Imperial Fighting Team around?"
"Go crawl back under whatever rock you came from!"
Ma Hongjun's eyes darted about, and he thrust out his round belly as he jumped into the fray.
If he stood up for his own people, perhaps he could squeeze his way onto the Imperial Fighting Team's first squad.
If I don't show my worth now, when will I?
"Shut your filthy mouths!"
Ma Hongjun pointed at Osler, spittle flying everywhere.
"Are you all fucking blind? This is our Shrek Academy's supervising teacher, the greatest Master of Theory on the entire continent! Who are you to question Grandmaster's decision?"
Dai Mubai also took a step forward.
His soul power surged, sending the pressure of a Soul Elder straight at them, his sinister eyes brimming with menace.
"**How dare you! Is