The Battle Was About to Begin

"You had that much confidence in Little San?"

"Of course. He had learned most of this master's abilities. If he couldn't handle even this much, how could he secure the position of the most reliable commander on the team?"

Thinking it over, Flender suddenly felt that it really did make sense. As expected of Xiaogang. No wonder he had said "an average of Soul Elders" before. One Soul Ancestor and six Soul Elders—averaged out, weren't they Soul Elders per person?

"As expected of you! Wisdom Horn!"

"Hmph!"

Yu Xiaogang snorted and unconsciously clasped his hands behind his back, raising his air of superiority another notch to fully display the bearing of a master.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Wuji clenched his fists, but ultimately relaxed them. He felt that Headmaster Flender had become abnormal ever since Yu Xiaogang arrived. He approved many decisions without even thinking them through. It was simply unreasonable.

"Xiao Wu, that Yun Tian you mentioned doesn't seem to be on the Imperial Battle Team. Could he have just been passing through?"

Beside her, Ning Rongrong did not rush to prepare. Instead, she leaned close to Xiao Wu with an eager expression as she spoke.

Xiao Wu nodded, looking somewhat disappointed. She had even hoped that Yun Tian would be on the Imperial Battle Team, yet Yu Xiaogang had not mentioned him at all. With Yun Tian's talent, there was no way he could have been overlooked.

"Sigh, I actually wanted that big brother to appear on the Imperial Battle Team too. I don't think that master's strategy is useful at all. Everything he said was based on the other side underestimating us."

"But what if they don't underestimate us? How are we supposed to fight then?"

Ning Rongrong curled her lips. From beginning to end, she had never believed Yu Xiaogang. And Tang San had even absorbed a white first Soul Ring. With that level of intelligence, he would still drool even after being cured. How was he worthy of commanding them?

Meanwhile, Tang San, whom she had been criticizing, was still seriously adjusting his realgar wine. With this dosage, combined with Fatty's flames, it could completely clear the enemy's large-scale poison.

"Hmph, it looks like this Imperial Battle Team isn't all that impressive. Teacher only mentioned a few of them. The others probably aren't worth worrying about at all!"

Time slowly passed.

As a bright moon hung high in the night sky, the most important match of the evening at the Soto Great Spirit Arena was about to begin.

"Little San, this master can only help you this much. Whether you can restore your image depends entirely on this match!"

"Go, little monsters! This headmaster bet more than half his savings on you!"

Hearing Flender's shout, Zhao Wuji froze for a moment before asking, "Headmaster, you bet all your savings on Shrek?"

"What, you bet too? I knew Shrek's teachers wouldn't let me down!"

"No, I put a little on the Imperial Battle Team."

Flender's face darkened. Funding the enemy right in front of him, the headmaster? That was practically courting death!

On the Imperial Battle Team's side.

"Yan Yan, when you use your poison later, make sure to watch Tang San's movements closely. The one in the ugliest blue outfit."

"Shi Mo, Shi Mo, once the battle begins, immediately surround Lingling. No matter who comes over, don't get drawn into a fight. As for Yu Feng, use your flight to pass information to Yan Yan."

"Yu Tianheng, you... forget it. Do whatever you want. I can cover for you anyway."

"What did you mean by that!"

Yu Tianheng's entire face flushed red. Yun Tian's words were like a sharp blade plunging straight into his pride. It was too insulting. Everyone else had such clear assignments, yet when it came to him, Yun Tian was so perfunctory?

This was definitely revenge!

"Xiao Tian is right. Do everything according to his plan. As for Tianheng, you must control your emotions. Don't let yourself get carried away!"

"I know, hmph!"

Looking at Flender and Zhao Wuji in the transparent spectator seats across from them, Qin Ming's face was full of emotion. But when he saw Yu Xiaogang, it turned into confusion.

Who was this person? How could he stand beside Headmaster Flender?

"Alright! The next team spirit battle will definitely be the most exciting match of the night! Please welcome the Imperial Battle Team, who have been on a winning streak recently, from Heaven Dou City!"

"And next, Suotuo City's greatest dark horse contenders, the recently rising Shrek Team!"

Supervisor Ao personally stepped onto the stage to provide commentary. Then, seven figures slowly walked onto the spirit arena platform from each side.

On the left, Shrek Academy was led by Dai Mubai, followed by Tang San and Ma Hongjun, with the girls behind them.

On the right, Yun Tian, handsome and carrying a sharp spear-like aura, led the way. Behind him were Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng, followed by Ye Lingling and the others.

"Go, Imperial Battle Team! I bet my entire fortune on you!"

"Go, Shrek Team!"

Hearing some of the shouts from the audience, Supervisor Ao's expression became extremely ugly as he stepped down. Nearly all the spectators had bet on the Imperial Battle Team, and the odds were completely one-sided.

If they won, he might not be able to keep his position as supervisor!

"Shrek Team, you'd better put up a good fight!"

On the stage.

Dai Mubai, who had been full of confidence moments ago, sneered disdainfully when he saw that the other side's leader was just a pretty boy.

He had thought the so-called Imperial Battle Team was incredibly strong. Their captain was actually just a pretty boy?

"Kid, the two chicks on your team look pretty good. Give them to me, and I'll go easier on you later!"

"Yun Tian!?"

Unlike Dai Mubai's contempt, Tang San was completely stunned. That facial outline, that familiar aura—who else could it be but Yun Tian?

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing behind him were also startled. The captain of the Imperial Battle Team was actually the Yun Tian Xiao Wu had mentioned?

"Xiao Wu! That big brother is actually the captain of the Imperial Battle Team! What should I do? I want to join their side now!"

"Rongrong, let's finish this fight first. The aura around him feels very dangerous to me!"

Zhu Zhuqing reminded her softly. Yun Tian clearly was not deliberately releasing any powerful aura, yet he still made her feel as though her fur was standing on end.

"Hmph, pretty boy?"

Yun Tian did not care about Dai Mubai's words. Since they were going to trade insults now, he would not hold back either.

"A lecherous tiger, a weak chicken, and a sausage brat. Tang San, how did you end up mixing with such old, weak, sick, and crippled people?"

"What!? Kid, say that again!"

Dai Mubai was the first to lose his patience. As the announcement to begin rang out, he immediately shouted, "Brothers, unleash your Martial Souls!"

"Dai Mubai, you!"

Tang San had still been stewing over Yun Tian's insults, but Dai Mubai had directly lost his head. Seeing that they had all unleashed their Martial Souls, he could only force himself to join in.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul White Tiger, level thirty-eight battle Soul Elder!"

Three Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—rose beneath his feet. A phantom White Tiger appeared behind him, and the aura of a Soul Elder surged straight toward the Imperial Battle Team's seven members.