After their opening victory, Shrek's name quickly spread through the spirit fighting arena in Barak City.
In the second-round draw that afternoon, Shrek was matched against Rock Academy, ranked fifth in Barak.
This was a team composed entirely of defensive Soul Masters. Of their five main members, three had earth-attribute martial souls and two had iron-attribute martial souls. Their strategy was to turtle up, wear down their opponents, and wait for them to make mistakes.
In previous matches, quite a few attack-oriented teams had been dragged to the point of Soul Power exhaustion before being defeated in a reversal.
When Flender received the opponent's information, he frowned. "A full-team turtle-shell formation. This won't be easy."
Yun Tian looked over the information, his expression unchanged. "No matter how thick their defenses are, they're only defenses from Soul Masters in their thirties. They can't withstand my mountain. Tang San, can your Blue Silver Grass penetrate their defenses?"
Tang San thought for a moment. "If I concentrate the poison and seep it through, I can break through at a single point. But the five of them are packed too tightly together. I need time."
"I'll tear open an opening for you."
Yun Tian flipped over the tactical board. "Once the match begins, Dai Mubai and I will press forward head-on and force open their defensive formation. Tang San will use the chaos to infiltrate the gap with Blue Silver Grass. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing will cut into their rear line when their formation shifts. Ma Hongjun will provide continuous suppressive fire, forcing them to stay together. Ning Rongrong will focus her boosts on Tang San, giving him enough Soul Power to keep infiltrating."
"What about me?" Oscar asked.
"You'll stand by off the field," Yun Tian said. "If the battle reaches a