"The first two-on-two match goes to Shrek Academy. Next is the second two-on-two match. Both sides, please send out your contestants!"
The referee's voice echoed above the arena.
In Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy's rest area, the atmosphere was as oppressive as a layer of frost.
Wang Hongchen sat upright in the center of the seats, his aura gloomy and icy, his expression dark as water. His brows were tightly furrowed with unshakable gravity and anger. Li Dongyang and Zhao Mingyue both hung their heads in dejection.
Before the match, the team had already analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of the entire two-two-three format. The team's two most reliable trump-card combinations, the ones with the greatest chance of turning things around, were Li Dongyang and Zhao Mingyue's Sun Moon Combined Strike duo, and the three-man team personally led by Wang Hongchen.
As long as they won one of the two doubles matches, they would have plenty of room to maneuver in the following three-man battle.
But now, their loss in the first doubles match had directly forced Sun Moon Academy into a desperate corner.
There was no longer any room for error in the second doubles match.
If they lost again, the overall score would be locked at 2–0. There would be no need to begin the final three-on-three battle; Shrek would directly claim victory in this round. Their tournament campaign, painstakingly prepared for years, would suffer a crushing blow.
"Xu Hong, An'an, I'm counting on you for this one," Wang Hongchen said in a low voice. "Give it everything you have. If we lose this match too, then we might as well have lost the first round outright. There won't even be a final three-on-three."
"Understood." Xu Hong nodded, tightly gripping the Dark Demon Scythe in his hand