Dai Mubai's gaze drifted toward Tang San, and he asked in a low voice.
"Tang San, who's going in for this Three-on-Three Battle?"
A vicious gleam flashed in Tang San's eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he spoke.
"Me, you, and Oscar. The three of us will go straight in!"
"We absolutely cannot give Shrek Academy a single chance to catch its breath. We have to go all out in the first match!"
Tang San had calculated it all clearly. He had no intention of sending substitutes to probe their opponents or wear them down.
Shrek Academy's reserves were unfathomable. What if their opponents carried top-grade pills that could instantly restore their Soul Power and stamina?
Then, after a series of back-to-back matches, Monster Academy would not only fail to exhaust their opponents, but would instead have its own strength ground away by them.
After hearing Tang San's words, Dai Mubai nodded as well. Although he thoroughly disliked Tang San, he still acknowledged his ability to command.
At least what Tang San had just said was enough to convince him.
"All right, let the match begin!"
At the referee's command, both sides took the platform at the same time.
"Oscar, your Soul Skills!"
Tang San glanced at Oscar behind him and hurriedly called out.
Hearing Tang San's words, Oscar quickly nodded and began reciting his soul incantations.
"I Have a Big Sausage!"
"I have a Small Sausage!"
"I have a Pink Sausage!"
Three kinds of sausages soon appeared in Oscar's hands. Listening to his soul incantations, Tang San and Dai Mubai looked decidedly grim, even though they knew these were merely the incantations for Oscar's Martial Soul.
Yet those incantations grated terribly on their ears now. They had already lost those parts, and hearing Oscar's words filled them with anger, making