The Third Round Begins

By now, Flender had been severely injured and could barely stand. Two knights carried him forward.

As they passed the Rest Areas of various academies, Flender heard people talking about him and saw them pointing at him. His pale face instantly flushed red, and he wished he could crawl into a crack in the ground.

Being beaten into a serious injury in front of so many top academies from the Heaven Dou Empire and Star Luo Empire, then carried back—it was simply too humiliating.

He was the dean of Shrek Academy. Having been severely injured by Ju Douluo in full view of everyone—what would others think of Shrek Academy?

Grandmaster, Zhao Wuji, Liu Erlong, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others stood there in stunned silence, their minds completely blank.

They knew very well what Flender had gone to do, and they also understood that the task should not have been difficult. He only needed to let Ju Douluo know that Dugu Bo was present.

Yet the result had exceeded their expectations. Flender had been slapped by Ju Douluo and appeared to have suffered no light injuries.

If anyone found this outcome hardest to accept, it was undoubtedly Grandmaster.

He had come up with this plan and had confidently believed that Dugu Bo would soon be finished.

Yet reality had given him a slap in the face.

Ju Douluo's slap had landed on Flender's face, but it felt as if it had struck Grandmaster's face instead, leaving it burning hot.

"Xiao Gang, how did this happen? Didn't you say Ju Douluo would definitely kill Dugu Bo?" Liu Erlong asked.

"Yeah, Teacher. Why did Ju Douluo slap the Academy Dean? Why did he ignore Dugu Bo?" Tang San asked in confusion.

Grandmaster shook his head, looking lost. "I don't know either.